The Labyrinth

[Kazumaru]

Kazumaru heard some commotion relatively close to him, and walked off towards it "Thanks again, Father Mac!" he yelled behind him, as he broke into a run "If this has anything to do with the fate of the dojo..." he said to himself, "I'm so tampering with it."

[Somefreakoverthere]

Linda Drew back from the blade,clinging to her trident.Every cell in her body was now scared stiff of it.

It was then she relised that her hair had straightened itself within the five seconds she had touched the blade.The wavy stuff had reached only her shoulders before,but now it reached down to her waist.Her hand went on automatic as she pulled a white hairband out of a pocket and loosly tied her hair back.

"You carry it.It's done something to my head.Something painful to my head.It's anoyed freya alot.Oh crap-"

Her body leaned back as freya took control,and there were several clues to this takeover.She was sitting up straighter,her grip on the trident relaxed a bit,and she became a little more angry looking.

The real big clue was how she started cursing and swearing,a good deal of it being against dau'pay,the sanity blade,the maze and not being alowed to strech her legs more often.

There was a brief control struggle inclueding a quick second where the borg was in conrol.Linda and freya had dragged her back into the back of lindas mind and then linda had come back to the front.

"How many times did she swear?She hates not having her own body,you see.She sorta came before the trident.Unles your ble to link your body directly into my mind then you really wouldn't understand.Borgs work diffrently to other creatures..."

Another memory got hit on the head.She could get used to this.

[drlupinmario]

(Yeah, Just I have yet to really have anything to do in the maze)
Drlupinmario trys to activate his new hoverboots, Only he forgot to charge them. He swears as he walks foward, Muttering something about good and evil....

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((ZOMG SPOILER TIME!))
In this RP, I am wanting to do something big with drlupinmario: Have his two sides of good and evil split from himself. He doesnt know this will happen yet, And I dont really know how I am going to do this, so just stay tunedreedie

[TheEvilAngel]

The Furred Man has something about him. Cunning ploy? I cannot say, though his aura prickles with a certain deviousness without malignance that perplexes me greatly.

He does something clever but not furtive. He extends himself to

behind you look behind you look behind you look behind you look

I turn. He has something - a guantlet? A swordsman's glove?

It reeks of power like an overripe fruit.

Behind it, held by a chain beyond my ken, a three-headed canid of vicious and ravening appearance. Hell's caretaker. It looks as though it is Hell's caretaker. Unimportant yet a possible threat.

That gauntlet! That god had crafted it, but it is not his! Meant for this bloody game!

A snarl flares within my breast. Reason chitters away quietly; I think for a flashing second. The god's propery. The herald of the stone man. Promise of power. A chance to hold the blade of Dau'Pay. Unscathed. Untouched.

Wicked and Pure.

My wings flare like an angered cobra in heat

|carnal desire | fused with |vicious drive|

My hands stiffen to claws, my eyes ignite, my mouth wide,
NoAbnegation!FrissionAbsolute!AWorld'sAblutionAndSineQuaNon!

I leap at the thing in front of my face. This gauntlet will save the whole world.

And I will become the gauntlet's savior.

[Panther385]

Panther's nose twitched and her pinnae flicked backwards, flat against her skull. The fur on her hide prickled and stood on end, like a child's neck hair while watching a fearsome movie. Her pupils dialated, focusing on only one thing; the gauntlet. She caught a whiff and pheramones; greed, want, lust. The Angel is going after the gauntlet! They screamed. Get it! Get it now! Get it before he does! All muscles on her form tensed like new matress springs. The changeling lept like a hare combined with a tiger on steroids, and aimed to grab Dau'Pay's gauntlet.

((How are we going to decide this? ))

[TheEvilAngel]

((We have already decided, outside of this place. I was the victor. Panther was not.))

The creature of Council /spitting/fear/anger/ careened through the air with /bristling/glaring/screaming/ grace like the cold beauty of a tomb. We reached for the gauntlet, each craving that metallic protectorate that could spare the world with its metallic claws.

For a sharp second, we were caught in air, beings of flesh and aura in some waltz of beautiful finesse, the lionized glove hanging in space between us.


We both desire it. We both see it is important.


But my reasoning has driven me far beyond simple desire. Order is in the making here.

I reach out, and fold my fingers around the thing.

Then reality breaks the gorgeous crystal lie of our ballet, and I glide, my prize in my vice-grasp.

Recreant to the tyrannous pull of gravity. Leap to a wall like a winged, blood-marred gecko.

Behind me
Snarl snap snarl snap snarl snap

The Cerberi grow wild;

I shrug off their slavering whines. Destiny has no time for background noise.

I slowly slide the metal glove onto my right hand. I tingle with an electric glow of pure exhilieration.

This must be what righteousness feels like.

[Shine]

Obed jaw-clicks his communicator on to "talk" and says:

"Hey folks, this is Obed, we've got the Sanity Blade, any luck with the gauntlet or the main altar?"

The sound crackling in his ear distracted Whiteoak momentarily. Too late, he realized that the others were attempting to steal his find. So much for the spirit of group cooperation. He tried to pull it towards him faster but only succeded in directing it out of the line for Panther and into the grasp of the Evil Angel. Anger and indignation rose inside of him.

That was his find!!!!!

They had no right to it!!!!

But he knew he had to keep those feelings in check. One can hardly fight with an angel and hope to come out ahead.

Panther was another issue, they were SUPPOSED to be allies working together to save the dojo. It would be a while before he would turn his back on an EC member again. He replied to Obed, knowing that others in his party would have heard him, but not the Evil Angel.

"Its to bad, Obed, that you didn't have any luck finding the sword. We found the gauntlet, but someone called the Evil Angel has taken possession of it. You should continue on your search for the sword and especially for the main altar"

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Obed says to Linda and DrLM:

"Well that was strange", then pointing to the device in his ear, he tells them "Oh, two way radio, secure channel. - - Whiteoak is being cryptic, for some reason he can't talk freely. They found the gauntlet, but someone else got it instead. I don't think that he wants us to rejoin them, I think he wants us to try now to find the central altar. By the way, did either of you see Netdroid9 on your way in? One minute he was with me and the next... gone! So, which way forward from here?"

Obed takes the wrapped Sanity Blade and places in carefully back into the harness rigging, and under the layer of armor and out of sight along his side.

"What do you say, huh? Some folks like that way, (pointing right,) and some folks like that way, (pointing left,) or perhaps we should go that way, (he says, noding straight ahead with his head.) Shall we be off to
"find the wizard"?, He grabs each by the arm and begins to continue straight on ahead, muttering something about "Lions, and tigers, and bears, oh my......"

[Panther385]

Panther fell and rolled into the wall. Realizing she hadn't been able to ge tthe gauntlet, she bared her fangs and yelled several loud and extremely vulgar expletetives.

"Damn Angel... I'm sick of you bastards always screwing stuff up!" She snarled angrily. "Evil Angel or not, I'll take you out like the trash you are if you don't hand the gauntlet over, now!" She held paw out in anticipation, all spines were bristled from head to tail in the attempt to make herself look larger, and her body heaved up and down as she panted heavily.

[alakin1]

"Language Panther." said Syui, grinning at Panther, then he turned to Whiteoak he asked, "What do we do now?"

[TheEvilAngel]

The gauntlet sings of power into me.

This is what it feels like.
To be a king.
A god.

I could fall in love with this gauntlet.

The Furred Man, Shine, is greatly irritated. I have jumped his claim, I can see it in his aura. Alas, I took action and now bear ambition's reward.

He says something into a microphone. I can hear his report to the finest detail, but care not a mite. There are greater things in this world than another's personal irritation.

The feline, the one whose aura is so seething with anger that he identity is emblazed on her illuminating outermost layers like a Coat of Arms. Panther.

She falls out of the way, rolls. There is cursing, there is profanity. She utters a challenge.

I laugh. Her heaving form, bristling and blazing with an aura of fury, would coerce me through force?

"And will you bear down upon me in your anger with the weight of a moon?"

My voice is resonant, stronger.

Though silent throughout, I know my allies |Wamphyri-evil-thing-of-the-dead| are livid that I now hold this item of glory. They hunger after power like I do. But they were slow, they did not act, they did not yield to neccessity.

Yet I did.

The canid with toxic spines down its back asked "What do we do now?" to the Shining Furred man. I do not wait for him to reply.

"We continue with that which we now do.

Seek the sword.

Seek the Altar.

Save the world from a dying moon.

Survive."

I close my right first, the gauntlet's metals flowing like a quicksilver garment. My left hand folds over the right fist, covering it.

I have the weapon. I choose to conceal it.

"Let us carry onwards."

[drlupinmario]

(Gee, Could your posts possibly be less detalied and make more sense?)

After an hour of walking, Drlupinmario ends up in the center of the maze

(Well... Theres hardly anything to help me get a good part in this rp...)

[Shine]

Obed caught up with Drlupinmario, he had laggd a bit behind, as he was trying to keep up with the mapping device.

Looking at the grand, central altar he said to DrLM"

"Impressive, huh, I would suppose this is the real thing, You better check it out for booby traps and the like." he connected his ASF handheld device to the communicator, and spoke to Whiteoak.

"Prepare for data transmission."

[drlupinmario]

DLM thinks, Pulling out a minesweeper, Scanning just one minute for mines, Then puts it back "Well, No mines. The only thing I can guess that could possibly be a trap would be some fangled magic thingie when I walk close to there.... Should I?"

[Panther385]

"Yes. Yes I would." She snarled. It was too late for her to calm down at all, she knew she had the gauntlet, she was close... Wait, the one who was levitating it was WhiteOak... It was his fault that it had fallen into the hands of Angel. The changeling turned to face the norn, then walked towards him. "It's your damn fault... Anything you want to say before I rip out your spine through your throat?"

[drlupinmario]

Drlupinmario does nothing. He still does nothing. Congratulations, He did nothing!