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| Briansfox | Mar 3 2011, 05:30 AM Post #361 |
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The fine line between insanity and creativity
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"It's no trouble." said Marcus to Emeraldo. "Perhaps I misspoke." said Melody, glaring at Jerry. "We know how our anatomy works, we just don't know why it works the way it does." "Thank you." said Myrrhet with a slight nod. "It's nice to meet you both, Mr. Quickman, Ms. Mondrago." |
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Snipe Anteater: Only a fool seeks answers from a bowl of oatmeal. Generic villian: Are you calling me a fool?! Snipe Anteater: No, a bowl of oatmeal. | |
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| Strider Hiryu | Mar 3 2011, 08:57 AM Post #362 |
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"Kinda odd..." Indy said. "Miss Mistral..." The Cajun started to ask. "Mind if I try t' find Mr. Mutt for us?" He asked. "I am sure he wants t' meet ya again..." He trailed off in his slurring speech. |
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| The Wildebeast | Mar 3 2011, 08:58 PM Post #363 |
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Yes, I know it's spelled "Wildebeest"
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"Oh, well, excuse me," Jerry said snidely. "C'mon, it was a joke. Relax, sister." *** "Thanks," said Quick Man. "Sowhydyou... *ahem*... so why'd you decide to join Doppler Force?" *** "Here, lemme show you how it works," said the Editor. "Hey, you! Waitress!" Sandy perked up. "Hmm?" "C'mere." Sandy wheeled over to the Editor's table and sat herself down. "What's up?" "See this thing right here?" The Editor set down the flashback ball in the center of the table. "Touch it and it'll show you any moment- any moment from your past." Sandy's eyes widened. "Really? Any moment? Well, how fascinating!" "Any moment. Go on and give it a try." Sandy nodded and gingerly placed her hand on the ball. As soon as she touched it, an image began to form on the ball's glassy surface; a school cafeteria, packed with students and as messy and chaotic as Sandy remembered it. The image grew and grew until it took up Sandy's entire line of vision... --- Brooklyn Montessori Middle School New York, New York March 1, 2033 12:51 PM The picture zoomed in on three middle school students approaching the register. The first was a plump, blond girl in a baby blue button down shirt and a long, beige skirt that reached past her knees. Behind her were two wafer- thin brunettes in tank tops (one red, one green) and designer jeans. "Ooh, a hamburger?" sneered one of them. "So much for that diet, huh, Sandy?" "What are you talking about?" said the other. "She's never been on a diet in her life!" "Would you two lay off her?!" the cashier snapped. "She can eat what she wants!" "Yeah, I guess you don't need to worry about what you eat when you're already as fat as a pig!" said the red- shirted one, laughing haughtily. Sandy gritted her teeth closed as she desperately tried to pretend not to hear them. Don't get mad... don't get mad... don't get mad... "I guess health food isn't kosher enough," said the green- shirted one. "...THAT'S IT!" Sandy suddenly spun around, leaped into the air, and came crashing down on the green shirted libby. Upon landing, she started punching her in the face repeatedly, bloodying her nose. "Get... off me... piggy!" she uttered in between blows. "Sandra Weinberg, that is ENOUGH!" boomed a voice from above. Sandy stopped... and looked up to see the principal towering over her. Sandy quickly got up to her feet to meet his eyes. "B- but they-" "No buts, Sandra. This establishment does NOT tolerate fighting. You just earned yourself one hour in detention after school." Sandy's bottom lip started to quiver as her eyes misted over. "I'll see you after 3:00 today," the principal said tersely, taking his leave. It... it's not fair! she thought. It's not FAIR! It was then that Sandy completely lost her composure. She ran out of the cafeteria bawling with tears running down her cheeks while the two girls called after her with a chant of "Fatty's in trou- ble, fatty's in trou- ble!" --- Sandy sighed wearily as she watched the events transpire. (OOC: More to come later) |
![]() My Characters: * The Geeky, Gregarious Gadgeteer and The Cautious, Curious Child * The Big, Brutish Brawler * The Sweet, Singing Southerner * The Streetwise Shape Shifter and The Powerful, Perceptive Parisian * The Scrappy Scarlet Speedster * The Thoughtful Therapist * The Brawny, Bubbly Blonde and The Cranky, Caustic Cook * The Sickeningly Psychotic Sadomasochist * The Loyal Latin Luchador and his Amulet Advisor * The Army's Avian Admiral * The Abhorrent Artist and his Mindless, Mumbling Mooks * The Snarky Satirist * The Eccentric, Engineering Entrepreneur Credit to Avi for the idea | |
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| Briansfox | Mar 4 2011, 10:27 AM Post #364 |
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The fine line between insanity and creativity
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"Oh, sure. I don't mind." said Mistral. "You and your jokes." Melody said with a pout. "I don't think I'll ever get used to them." "And yet, I manage to put up with it. Go figure." said Marcus with a shrug. "It's, actually a long story." said Myrrhet, twiddling her fingers. "You do know about the Alpha War, correct?" "I doubt there's anyone here who doesn't." said Oliver. "Well, the metools were forbidden to fight in the war by King Matthias. He said that in a war of machines against men, metools were neither." said Myrrhet. "I fought in the war anyway after hearing about the horrific circumstances surrounding it that no metool would condone. Alas, my contribution was too little too late. I joined Doppler Force to make up for the metool people's mistake of not intervening." |
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| The Wildebeast | Mar 4 2011, 02:06 PM Post #365 |
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Yes, I know it's spelled "Wildebeest"
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"So did King Matthias explicitly forbid metools from joining the war," asked Mandrago, "or did he simply refuse to intervene himself?" *** Meanwhile, back in 2033... --- The principal sighed and followed Sandy out of the cafeteria. When he found her, she was sitting on the stairwell with her face pressed down in her lap, sobbing. "Sandra?" he said. No response. "Sandra, I'm sorry I snapped at you." Sandy slowly peeked her head up. "Now that we're alone, can you please tell me what happened?" Sandy looked up and started blubbering incoherently. "W-w-w-well, *sob* -they were, they were *sob* making f-f-fun of m-m-me, and I-I-I- *SOB*" "Sandra!" She stopped. "I can't talk to you when you're like this. Now, please try to calm down..." Sandy nodded and started taking deep breaths while wiping tears out of her eyes. "Better?" the principal asked after a moment. Sandy nodded. "Good; now, tell me what happened." "W-well, they were making fun of my weight and they wouldn't stop..." "Mmm- hmm..." "...and t-then they started ripping on me for being Jewish!" Her red, swollen eyes gazed up into his. "*sniff* Mr. Farnsworth, you know I'm sensitive to that!" Farnsworth nodded. "And that's when you started hitting them?" "Y-yes." Her tear ducts began to reopen as she ran down the stairs and embraced him. "B-but I'm sorry, Mr. Farnsworth! I'll never do it again!" "...Sandra, please let go of me." Sandy quickly released her grip. "Sorry 'bout that," she said sheepishly. "It's alright," Farnsworth said with a sigh. "Sandra, I understand why you got upset, but I hope you understand why I had to punish you. Fighting is simply not allowed in this establishment, and I can't be making exceptions for just anyone." "I *sniff* understand, sir," said Sandy, nodding. "And Sandy, sometimes you just have to take this sort of thing in stride. Girls like them want to get a rise out of you, and you mustn't give them the satisfaction." Sandy nodded. "If I may make a suggestion, the middle school fitness club meets on Wednesdays after school at 4:00." "What about it?" "Well, they've got weight sets, and punching bags, and rowing machines; perhaps they can help you channel your anger into something a little more- well- productive." "You think so?" asked Sandy as her eyes began to dry up. "I do. And you know what? I'm sure the people there would love to have you as a member!" Sandy began to crack a smile. "R-really?" "Of course, my dear! You've got everything they're looking for!" Sandy's face began to brighten up further as he continued. "Why, you're enthusiastic, and passionate, and my word, strong! I've seen you in gym class, Sandra; you're stronger than any seventh grade boy I've seen!" Sandy smirked and flexed her arm, showing him her ample bicep. "I am, aren't I?" Farnsworth nodded. "Sandra... you just have so much going for you. You're special; unique; truly one of a kind. Never, ever forget that." He smiled at her sweetly. Sandy put her arm down and returned the smile. "I won't, Mr. Farnsworth," she said warmly, moving in for another hug. This time, Farnsworth gladly returned it. --- Sandy smiled as a lone tear fell from her eye onto the table. "You done?" asked the Editor. Sandy slowly nodded. "Alright, then," said he, taking the flashback ball away from her. "Anyone else wanna turn?" he asked. |
![]() My Characters: * The Geeky, Gregarious Gadgeteer and The Cautious, Curious Child * The Big, Brutish Brawler * The Sweet, Singing Southerner * The Streetwise Shape Shifter and The Powerful, Perceptive Parisian * The Scrappy Scarlet Speedster * The Thoughtful Therapist * The Brawny, Bubbly Blonde and The Cranky, Caustic Cook * The Sickeningly Psychotic Sadomasochist * The Loyal Latin Luchador and his Amulet Advisor * The Army's Avian Admiral * The Abhorrent Artist and his Mindless, Mumbling Mooks * The Snarky Satirist * The Eccentric, Engineering Entrepreneur Credit to Avi for the idea | |
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| Cobra Omega | Mar 6 2011, 10:18 PM Post #366 |
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"...I'll go next if no one minds." said Cobra as he walked up to The Editor "I'm not proud of everything in my past, but then again, I suppose there's no one who thinks their past is perfect." |
![]() *Cobra Omega & Guardian *Death ex Machina *Emeraldo Leone & Rubalina Leone *Craothe Lythuus & Porkler Hamalot *Thornacus Zornillion & Gemini Machina *Drakelor Alpha & Armarando Blitzuuga *Cosmo Man & Solar Knight *Leroy the Chopper Joe *Kaiser & B.D. *Onyxor, Adamantius, & Garnetia Leone *Nu & Xi *Norma Leone & Fiona Leone Thanks Avi for giving me the idea for this. | |
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| Briansfox | Mar 8 2011, 08:24 PM Post #367 |
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The fine line between insanity and creativity
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"King Matthias explicitly forbid metools from joining the war." said Myrrhet. "He said it was not our fight. He ended up regretting his decision. I was the only metool that fought in the war due to the, circumstances surrounding it." |
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| The Wildebeast | Mar 8 2011, 08:32 PM Post #368 |
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Yes, I know it's spelled "Wildebeest"
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"Sure, knock yourself out," said The Editor, tossing the ball to Cobra. *** "So you explicitly disobeyed him," said Mandrago. "I do hope he never found out about it." |
![]() My Characters: * The Geeky, Gregarious Gadgeteer and The Cautious, Curious Child * The Big, Brutish Brawler * The Sweet, Singing Southerner * The Streetwise Shape Shifter and The Powerful, Perceptive Parisian * The Scrappy Scarlet Speedster * The Thoughtful Therapist * The Brawny, Bubbly Blonde and The Cranky, Caustic Cook * The Sickeningly Psychotic Sadomasochist * The Loyal Latin Luchador and his Amulet Advisor * The Army's Avian Admiral * The Abhorrent Artist and his Mindless, Mumbling Mooks * The Snarky Satirist * The Eccentric, Engineering Entrepreneur Credit to Avi for the idea | |
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| Cobra Omega | Mar 9 2011, 03:02 AM Post #369 |
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Cobra quickly caught the ball and held it with both hands, as an image started to appear on the ball's surface; This image was of a barren, magma-filled wasteland with various swords scattered throughout with various warriors gathered together in one spot in this desolate place which consisted of a tall crystalline structure, and eventually this image took up Cobra's vision... --- Inside the Crystal Tower Edge of Torment, The Discord Spirit's Domain Day 050, Cycle 012 The picture suddenly zoomed in to a meeting between four people in one of the rooms of this tower, all of them discussing one thing. One was a female demonic being with a pitch black skin, black hair, red eyes, and red lipstick on the lips which showed a sweet smile; the second was a tall figure wearing red armor that represented his blood lust, as well as dark red skin, hollow white eyes and silver hair; the third appeared to be what looked appeared to be a headless suit of purple and black armor; and the final one was a young boy with brown hair, red eyes, a single black shoulder-pad, red shirt, and black pants with boots to match. The four of them being in different places in the room. "...So, out of curiosity, what do you guys think of this war~?" asked the female demon in a sweet tone "I don't care who wins or loses as long as I am satisfied." said the tall figure The armor just hissed and folded his arms, as if to say to them "...Discord shall conquer Harmony. We are unstoppable." The final figure leaned against a wall and said "I'm alright with this fighting and all... But don't any of you ever question WHY the Discord Spirit summoned us, or if we are even on the right side?" "Having doubts are you, Cobra?" said the tall figure as he shot a glance at him "It's not necessarily 'doubts' SG Xeus, but with how bestial the Discord Spirit is, and how much of a Knight Templar the Harmony Spirit is, you'd think those two wouldn't need these wars and would just fight one on one." said Cobra "I mean, after all, we all have our own goals, don't we?" "That's true" "I suppose you have a point" "*groans in a agreeing way*" said the female demon, SG Xeus, and the armor in that order "So in the end, whether we make friends with anyone else here, or with any of the Harmony Warriors, doesn't make a difference. We'll just all back stab each other later on." said Cobra "Hey! Now that's a bit unfair! I may be aiming to work under the Blood Goddess, but it's not like I'll betray you all to do so!" said the female demon "...You may not be that way, Shedia. But I'll do anything for MY goals." retorted SG Xeus The two then walked up to each other and started to argue about various things, both of them looking angry at one another as they keep ranting on and on about whether it is alright to betray others or not. The armor then grows impatient and lets out a loud shriek, ending their argument. "Thank you, Dreadheart... My point is." said Cobra "Even if we are going to remember this war afterward whether one god or the other wins, it's not going to change our personal goals, hence after it's over, we're all going to move on with our lives and no one will know what we are even talking about unless by chance we ever run into each other again. So why even fight? Why not just sit around until this war is over?" A fifth figure then entered the room, this one also being clad completely in black armor with a helmet covering his face, though the two black dragon-like wings on his back were not covered in this armor. "Because, Cobra. Every warrior has their duty, they fail their duty and the Discord Spirit erases them completely. So even if we lose, we must fight or perish." said the newcomer "Oh, Brother Bahamut... Well I suppose you are right, but I don't think I will understand war as you and Drakelor have. At least, not now." "Well then you keep fighting until you DO understand, and even afterwards, fight fight and fight some more, that is the purpose of the Deus Cyborgs, we are appreciated as people but we are soldiers of war first and foremost." said Cobra and Bahamut "Hahaha! It's about damn time you made sense, Bahamut." "Yeah, running away isn't always the answer." said SG Xeus and Shadia as the former smirked Dreadheart just merely roared as if to agree with his comrades. "...Think nothing of it, you must remember, Cobra is the youngest out of my siblings. He has a lot to learn..." said Bahamut --- Cobra didn't know what to think of this memory. While his side was the victorious one, many of his allies fell during that war and he had never been able to talk to the friends that did survive since that war ended. He just merely set the flashback ball onto the table. "...I am surprised this particular moment appeared, to say the least." said Cobra "Though I suppose it was good to have an insight on how hesitant I was about things before I became emperor." |
![]() *Cobra Omega & Guardian *Death ex Machina *Emeraldo Leone & Rubalina Leone *Craothe Lythuus & Porkler Hamalot *Thornacus Zornillion & Gemini Machina *Drakelor Alpha & Armarando Blitzuuga *Cosmo Man & Solar Knight *Leroy the Chopper Joe *Kaiser & B.D. *Onyxor, Adamantius, & Garnetia Leone *Nu & Xi *Norma Leone & Fiona Leone Thanks Avi for giving me the idea for this. | |
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| The Wildebeast | Mar 9 2011, 04:12 PM Post #370 |
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"So why were Harmony and Discord fighting, anyway?" Sandy asked Cobra. |
![]() My Characters: * The Geeky, Gregarious Gadgeteer and The Cautious, Curious Child * The Big, Brutish Brawler * The Sweet, Singing Southerner * The Streetwise Shape Shifter and The Powerful, Perceptive Parisian * The Scrappy Scarlet Speedster * The Thoughtful Therapist * The Brawny, Bubbly Blonde and The Cranky, Caustic Cook * The Sickeningly Psychotic Sadomasochist * The Loyal Latin Luchador and his Amulet Advisor * The Army's Avian Admiral * The Abhorrent Artist and his Mindless, Mumbling Mooks * The Snarky Satirist * The Eccentric, Engineering Entrepreneur Credit to Avi for the idea | |
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| Cobra Omega | Mar 9 2011, 04:28 PM Post #371 |
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"Despite being brother and sister, they fought for the sake of not only proving their strength, but for the sake of seeing how capable they would be in other tasks as well... But this particular war was... A tragic one to say the least. Both gods were apparently more violent and brutal than they normally are. Normally the Discord Spirit has no problem with the fighting, but has a sense of honor and never kills those that are loyal to him. While the Harmony Spirit just likes to be mischievous and she never usually wants to actually kill anyone. But something corrupted them during that war, making them more powerful at the cost of their sanity." said Cobra "That additional power transformed them in more ways than one though, due to interference from another god, their elder brother 'Neutros Maxmius', a corrupt god that cares only for himself and wanted to use that particular war to try and further his own goals." The Narrator then started to speak "...Each of their wars has been known as 'Cycles', because the only thing that stays the same, is the fact that Discord and Harmony fight. As Cobra has mentioned, the 12th cycle was tragic, but in some ways the 13th and final one was more tragic. Because that war ended with the complete destruction of the Harmony Spirit and her forces... Mind you her ghost still exists, and her most loyal subject is alive, not to mention the Discord Spirit feels horrible for what happened to her, but yeah, technically she's dead." |
![]() *Cobra Omega & Guardian *Death ex Machina *Emeraldo Leone & Rubalina Leone *Craothe Lythuus & Porkler Hamalot *Thornacus Zornillion & Gemini Machina *Drakelor Alpha & Armarando Blitzuuga *Cosmo Man & Solar Knight *Leroy the Chopper Joe *Kaiser & B.D. *Onyxor, Adamantius, & Garnetia Leone *Nu & Xi *Norma Leone & Fiona Leone Thanks Avi for giving me the idea for this. | |
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| Briansfox | Mar 9 2011, 05:30 PM Post #372 |
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"Even if he did, I think he would praise me rather than punish me." said Myrrhet. "Like I said, he ended up regretting his decision. But as of right now, very few people know about my involvment." |
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| The Wildebeast | Mar 9 2011, 09:32 PM Post #373 |
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"And the Discord Spirit would've erased you if you didn't slaughter them?" Sandy asked. "That must've been awful." She placed her hand on Cobra's shoulder. "I guess you didn't have a choice in the matter, huh?" *** The Editor took the flashback ball back from Cobra. "Any of y'all want a go at it?" he called out. *** "Reallywhy... *ahem*... really? Why not?" asked Quick Man. "You'd think that a metool joining the fray would be big news." |
![]() My Characters: * The Geeky, Gregarious Gadgeteer and The Cautious, Curious Child * The Big, Brutish Brawler * The Sweet, Singing Southerner * The Streetwise Shape Shifter and The Powerful, Perceptive Parisian * The Scrappy Scarlet Speedster * The Thoughtful Therapist * The Brawny, Bubbly Blonde and The Cranky, Caustic Cook * The Sickeningly Psychotic Sadomasochist * The Loyal Latin Luchador and his Amulet Advisor * The Army's Avian Admiral * The Abhorrent Artist and his Mindless, Mumbling Mooks * The Snarky Satirist * The Eccentric, Engineering Entrepreneur Credit to Avi for the idea | |
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| Cobra Omega | Mar 9 2011, 10:19 PM Post #374 |
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"Yeah, didn't really have a choice" said Cobra "...Though out of all of my foes, I actually only killed two of them despite having at least one chance to fight all of them including the Harmony Spirit herself. But overall it was still awful for me, because Dreadheart and I became pretty good friends, and even told me about his family and how before he was summoned his daughter was just starting to become a warrior like he was, but in the end one of the ones I killed had slaughtered Dreadheart before my eyes." |
![]() *Cobra Omega & Guardian *Death ex Machina *Emeraldo Leone & Rubalina Leone *Craothe Lythuus & Porkler Hamalot *Thornacus Zornillion & Gemini Machina *Drakelor Alpha & Armarando Blitzuuga *Cosmo Man & Solar Knight *Leroy the Chopper Joe *Kaiser & B.D. *Onyxor, Adamantius, & Garnetia Leone *Nu & Xi *Norma Leone & Fiona Leone Thanks Avi for giving me the idea for this. | |
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| The Wildebeast | Mar 10 2011, 07:25 PM Post #375 |
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"Well, he definitely had it coming," said Sandy. "But- God damn, Cobra- your past makes mine look like a picnic." |
![]() My Characters: * The Geeky, Gregarious Gadgeteer and The Cautious, Curious Child * The Big, Brutish Brawler * The Sweet, Singing Southerner * The Streetwise Shape Shifter and The Powerful, Perceptive Parisian * The Scrappy Scarlet Speedster * The Thoughtful Therapist * The Brawny, Bubbly Blonde and The Cranky, Caustic Cook * The Sickeningly Psychotic Sadomasochist * The Loyal Latin Luchador and his Amulet Advisor * The Army's Avian Admiral * The Abhorrent Artist and his Mindless, Mumbling Mooks * The Snarky Satirist * The Eccentric, Engineering Entrepreneur Credit to Avi for the idea | |
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