[RP] The Reaper

[Zerrer]

-=In an unknown world=-
A woman walked down the street, her shadow growing long as she walked away from the sunset. She had a black hood over her head, as well as a black robe. She carried a scythe on her back. It was curved and exotic, as well as seeming to be made of obsidian.

She walked towards a house, and seemed to disappear into a black cloud. She reappeared in the shadow of the house, near the door. She knocked on the door, and waited for a response. A man opened it. He was tall, looked to have german descent, and smelled strongly of alcohol. This was her target. She hooked the guy with her scythe, and walked out of the house, dragging the struggling man with her.

Relaen is a hitman, and she got hired to kill this guy. She didn't know why someone wanted him killed, but then again, she didn't care. She did this job for several reasons; for the money, so that she could use her abilities, and to get rid of the overpopulation problem. Her most prominant reason was to get off of this world.

She walked past several people, dragging the screaming guy behind her. They screamed in sympathy, and ran. She looked up at where she knew a government camera was, and grinned. All they would see was a black cloud in a vaguely human shape. She waved to the camera, and dragged the guy to her lair.

Once she got there, she wasted no time. She picked him up, demonstrating incredible strength, and threw him into an obsidian chamber. The door of the chamber closed of its own volation. She flipped her scythe onto her back, and carried it easily despite it's overwhelming unbalance. Relaen walked to another obsidian device, this one so convoluted and distorted it would be impossible to guess what it is. She brushed a plate on the obsidian device, and her whole lair seemed to shiver.

"That's a good girl."

She tapped that plate, and then she took a spike jutting out of the device and pulled down. Everything started shaking.

"Come on. You have more then enough souls to move to a different world. You can do it!"

There was a loud crashing noise as the black tower vanished.

-=In Blackstar=-

She could feel the different quality of the air.

"You did it." She said, brushing several panels almost simultaneously. The lair seemed to purr as the door opened. As she walked outside, she noticed something in the air. She looked closer, and saw it was a coconut. She saw another one alongside it. As she watched, it started raining coconuts.

"What an odd world." She said, as she walked away from her living structure, into the desert. Something told her there was a black forest that would be perfect for her.

"I'll teleport you to me later." She told her obsidian living space.

(She ended up in the southern frontier, and she is going towards the black forest.)

[Chronos]

((Is this before, during, or after DoaG? It doesn't make much difference for my first post, but it will eventually.))

Ensichrys, The Guivre, and Mortracta were enjoying one of those terribly rare moments where everybody got to relax. They were, for once, under no orders from any higher-ups in the Cave- and this was partially due to Ensichrys' new Elite status.

Near the Black Forest's lonely lake that was actually a pond, the three were essentially loafing. Mortracta was dangling several roots in the water and drinking deeply, the Guivre was curled up and dozing lightly, and Ensichrys was laying down delicately against a dead blackened tree.

Things were blissful as they could be in such a place.

Suddenly Ensichrys started. He looked to the South, sensing a distinct disturbance in the balance of Chaos and Order. A spike of Chaos appeared momentarily, but was then replaced by what seemed to be a presence of Order.

Ensichrys was intensely curious, but elected against bothering the others. He laid his elegant head back against the tree and attempted to relax, but that disturbance was still on his mind like a tick.

What should I do?

[Zerrer]

((I would say after. I hope nobody minds me skipping to nighttime.))

Relaen walked to the north, marvelling at this new world. It felt different, for one, and for another there were many odd creatures scurrying about. That night, an incredibly large, strangely colored chicken had ran towards her angrily. She dove into the shadows, and burst out a dozen yards away. She grinned at it's confusion.

((I should say that Relaen's shadow-teleporting works much differently then the warp portal tech.))

She got incredibly far that night, leaping onwards and onwards. She got to a land of green plains when she got tired, and stood leaning onto her scythe to sleep.

[Arthur McCorth]

In the black of night Arthur wandered the planes of Blackstar. The darkness was no barrier to one of his experience and so he often chose to explore at night in hopes of seeing those creatures who hid themselves away during the day.

Tonight he came across something particularly strange; a woman, garbed in cloth almost as black as the night itself leaning on a scythe and barely moving.

"Hello? Young lady, can you hear me?" He called to the mysterious figure, eager to learn more about this new being.

[Zerrer]

Relaen awoke to Arthur's voice.

"Hello? Young lady, can you hear me?"

"Yes, I can." She said to him. "I have a feeling there is a black forest to the north. Am I right, and if so, will you escort me?"

[Chronos]

It was now night and Ensichrys had not moved from his location. His balance-sense was perfectly tuned now, so he dared not change his position.

Ensichrys was very tense. The imbalance was moving ever closer. Was it possible that this disturbance was seeking him? Mortracta was coiled up like a deadly spring underground, ready to destroy on a moment's notice. The Guivre had scouted ahead at the border of the Black Forest and the Plains.

Ensichrys opened his feather-shaped EC communicator one more time in an attempt to tell the Council about the approaching disturbance. "This is Ensichrys broadcasting on all EC channels INCLUDING the smut feed. I've felt a major disturbance in the balance. It's concentrated as if it were a living thing and it is rapidly moving toward us. If there's anyone who receives this message, prepare for a possible attack. Defense plan Alpha would be nice. And for Chronos' sake, can I get some backup just in case? My coordinates are.. uh... I'm at the Lonely Lake, ok? Over."

He fiddled with the shaft dial in hopes to find a clear reply. Static. Ensichrys snarled and whipped the com feather at the ground, which was mercifully soft. Hopefully there would be some grunts arriving soon. If not, Ensichrys would have to make due.

Whatever this thing is, I hope it's at least clean.

[LordPsycho]

((Fort actually introduced Shadow Travel to RP'ing here, and the Onyx Longsword also grants you this ability. We are actually familiar with how it works.))

"I wouldn't go into that forest, especially if you are new to this world" a voice called out as the area was suddenly bathed in a blue light.

A cloaked figure stepped out of a swirling blue vortex behind them. He had detected the Reaper's entry into Blackstar, and as curious what she was doing here. Ashanti would not be pleased if she found out.

He also hoped he still had his status as a Sane Reaper. As he stepped out of the vortex, he reached into the darkness and pulled out his Sane Reaper's Scythe.

At least he got that out of this messed up deal. He could walk up the this Reaper now as an equal, without fear.

"What brings you to this world Reaper? Surely you know other forces work here."

[Arthur McCorth]

"..." Arthur began. Unfortunately he was unable to continue further as at that moment a swirling blue vortex opened beside himself and the young woman of mysterious origin and a man walked out, one Arthur was as yet unfamiliar with. He appeared normal enough but Arthur knew better than most that appearances could be deceiving.

Clearly this stranger was a man of not insignificant power and more importantly part of some social grouping with which Arthur was unfamiliar. As a result he determined that his best course of action for the present would be to watch and learn.

[Coolpikaaa]

Put-put-put-put.

Pikaaa-bot whizzed above the desert sand, leaving only a line where the point of his sword dragged.

Put-put-put-put.

He had recently received a maroon paint job, and had loaded up his long ignored Blasterhelm to fulfill his current task.You see, it occurred to him one day while he sat in his shack waiting for his owner to return that Blackstar was quite unexplored.Blacked out areas everywhere and such.

Put-put-put-put.

So he began his current quest by loading up Blasterhelm, setting it to record, and scribbling out a note so his owner wouldn't worry.From the desert oasis he set out put-putting, traveling for days on end recording everything he saw.

Eventually the spherical robot reached the Black forest, which he traveled around, not wanted to enter and disturb any "critters" which may be resting.From the outskirts of the Black forest he turned east, traversing a river or two.

Put-put-put-----put---ttter.

Pikaaa-bot opened his eyes wide to realize he had dropped in height.Swiftly floating back up he continued on.

---put----------put----

Pikaaa-bots eye's slowly started to close and he once again dropped.As before, he caught himself and floated back up.His sludge-like core was overheating from several days of use without rest.

Put-put-putttt--ttt---*sputter*

The robot's eyes fully closed and he dropped quite a bit, both swords attached to his back creating a shower of sparks from dragging on the ground.Eventually one caught a root, flipping the Sitekick over and causing him to roll head over...bottom before slowly coming to a rest near a group of people standing about, the red light of his Blasterhelm dimming out.

-coolpikaaa

((I reintroduced Pikaaa-bot here, as I hope to develop him a bit more. You can check out his profile here
It also has a current picture of him.))

[Zerrer]

"I come to this world to find a resting spot, to live in peace." She responded. Anyone could tell that the part about 'peace' was absolute cow manure. "When I fled the other world I was in, I went to whatever world I could."

She saw pikaaa-bot sputter and fall. She rose her scythe towards the unconsious creature before she noticed it was mechanical. When she did notice, she relaxed visibly.

[Chronos]

Ensichrys was unsure of what to do now. The forest was silent- or was it? There was a rustling noise somewhere far behind him.

Hopefully that will be my backup.

Ensichrys then felt another imbalance, but a familiar one. One who's energy was very similar to chaos, yet very similar to order as well. This was a force on which Blackstar was truly built. Chaos and Order always came second to Insanity here.

Ensichrys smirked lightly, then resumed his serious face as the rustling came closer. The clumsiness gave it away. Ensichrys snaked his neck around and turned around in a very ribbon-like motion. The EC grunts that had arrived all flinched visibly when Ensichrys did this. They always did.

"Well, it's about time you guys got here, I've been waiting for hours!" Ensichrys was only slightly annoyed though. His tuned Ordersense was prohibiting him from feeling any extreme emotion. Ensichrys beckoned the baker's dozen of grunts closer with a wag of his talon.

"Ready for duty, Your Eliteness."

"Really," replied Ensichrys.

"Aye, ready for anything."

Ensichrys snarled softly. His tail flashed and whistled through the air; the tail horn struck the grunt through his lower thigh.

"Aaaagh-"

Ensichrys had cupped his taloned hand over the grunt's mouth. He twisted his tail horn cruelly before withdrawing it. The other grunts momentarily closed their eyes.

"Now you're ready for anything."

Ensichrys released him. He fell to the ground but dared not cry in pain. He knew that Mortracta was here. She was not as forgiving as Ensichrys.

"I want half of you at my ten o' clock. The other half should be at my three. Keep well hidden until I give the signal." Ensichrys flashed a spark of electricity from his talons- clearly denoting that this was the signal. "Gimpy, you drag yourself up farther, cover yourself with some leaves, and snipe with that pistol." The grunt was not horribly wounded. The horn had missed his hamstring. He was able to obey Ensichrys while jogging with a bit of dignity.

In truth, Ensichrys didn't mean to be so cruel. Indeed, had his feelings not been so dulled by his state of ordersense, he'd not have treated his backup in such a way. Ensichrys made a silent note to apologize to Gimpy a bit later. Hehehe... Gimpy...

Ensichrys shook the thought from his head and continued to hold his position. The imbalance was now stationary. He may have to wait quite a while.