"Unkillable Teacher, huh...? Guess I'm not the only one stuck with a title like that. Name's Shizuo Heiwajima, and while it might not match up to your name, people used to call me the Strongest Man in Ikebukuro... Anyways, does the name actually fit you?"
"Unkillable Teacher, huh...? Guess I'm not the only one stuck with a title like that. Name's Shizuo Heiwajima, and while it might not match up to your name, people used to call me the Strongest Man in Ikebukuro... Anyways, does the name actually fit you?"
Is that a squid guy? the girl thought to herself.
Proceed to the girl staying away from him.
"Well, I'm still alive now, aren't I?" the squid would murmur gently, before smiling and reaching into his robes
"I'll put it this way" he'd produce a knife, and proceed to stab it into his own head, only to watch as the exposed handle would fall to the floor, the blade having melted off inside of his body
"I'm pretty tough to harm, so killing me takes a special knack"
"And the right kind of equipment"
He'd produce a gun, aiming it at one of his tentacles and pulling the trigger
On the floor would sit a single, pink BB, with a small symbol on it
"As you can see, only a special kind of material is capable of harming me"
"And even then..."
The limb would sprout back, looking as good as new "It only hurts me and affects me for a short while"
@The Tactician
Before Bane could even register Steven's voice calling out to him once more, the revolutionary eyes furrowed deeply, his arms extending out as he shook his head. With a plethora of emotions running through Bane's caged face, for once, the strategic leader felt actual, genuine confusion. Upon his arrival to the castle, those around him seemed sporadic in nature, wanting to kill this mighty, inhuman man, a man that quite frankly made Bane look lanky. And, well, if you can make a man just over six foot and a wall of pure muscle look lanky, you must be doing something either horribly, horribly right or horribly, horribly wrong.
Whatever the case may be, Broly, or more accurately those actively accusing Broly, confused Bane.
"Go on, what are you all waiting for? Did you not cry for his crimson minutes ago?" the eerie man behind the mask spoke, his words carrying with them an immense weight. "What do you the United Nations will do once they capture these signals, assuming our compatriot Broly is honest with his opening? Do you think his crimes will be pardoned?" Bane genuinely proposed, a laugh escaping underneath his lips. "How interesting some of you, ah, claiming to murder another out of vengeance, yet backpeddling when the time comes to grasp the life out of something. Emotions, valuable and strong....yet foolhardy and reckless."
Pausing, taking the floor of the throne room, Bane gaze at the faces around him, simply stating his opinion on the matter of these treacherous Reaper Signals.
"It seems as if our work is done, Mr. Broly here has grown more...complacent. But I ask you, all of you, to be wary of such trifling affairs. These signals show no mercy to us as how brothers and sisters are slaughtered, and if the situation calls for it...we should show no mercy back."
With his voice growing harsh and foreboding, the apathetic general of the people took a few steps back to let his words dive in. With his time in Gotham, Bane assured in a very rigid structure of justice and codes. Even the most trivial of actions, such as stealing bread from another, could be associated with the penalty of death. In his eyes, the radical usurper argued for fairness back- an eye for an eye. Trivial emotions such as morality and mercy were but petite setbacks to what he considered the inevitable, the true grasp of true justice, not of the filth and corruption he hazarded existed in the United Nations.
Turning his attention back to Steven, the powerful man stood sternly up, a light cough escaping his lips.
"Excuse me, brother, indecisiveness is the poison of men. I only hope they choose to do what is right, what is just and fair, not what emotions drive them to do." Bane paused, looking away from Steven, examining the throne room itself. "Do not much pay much mind to it, hubris is a fatal flaw. I myself was victim to it, proud of my titles, yet my titles lacking pride." Bane suggested idly, crossing his buff arms over his chest, his expression solemn and almost devoid of emotion. Something about Bane was always calculating, as if his eyes, his voice were stripped of emotions. Of course, not in the negative sense, but the sheer free-willed nature of the man, he truly was someone unshackled and unbound to anything, matching his radical ideals of true freedom, true justice, and the harsh punishment of the corrupt and filth of the industrial hub of Gotham.
"But do not expect many favors like that, pilot. I am but a simple man with simple goals, nothing more, nothing less. I am no guardian, far from it. Just a brother with the same coveted desire of victory."
@Atomyk @CrunchyCHEEZIT @Kaykay @Jeremi @Verite @DapperDogman @The Tactician @The Silver Paladin @Archmage Jeremiah
Emmeryn smiled at the two ponies. They seemed so happy in this time of strife. "Nice to meet you as well." She said. She looked at Junko, who seemed to be stable.
Emmeryn listened to none of that, because she was too busy talking to the ponies, and keeping watch over Junko. Emmeryn just straightened her crown, and smiled.
Before Bane could even register Steven's voice calling out to him once more, the revolutionary eyes furrowed deeply, his arms extending out as he shook his head. With a plethora of emotions running through Bane's caged face, for once, the strategic leader felt actual, genuine confusion. Upon his arrival to the castle, those around him seemed sporadic in nature, wanting to kill this mighty, inhuman man, a man that quite frankly made Bane look lanky. And, well, if you can make a man just over six foot and a wall of pure muscle look lanky, you must be doing something either horribly, horribly right or horribly, horribly wrong.
Whatever the case may be, Broly, or more accurately those actively accusing Broly, confused Bane.
"Go on, what are you all waiting for? Did you not cry for his crimson minutes ago?" the eerie man behind the mask spoke, his words carrying with them an immense weight. "What do you the United Nations will do once they capture these signals, assuming our compatriot Broly is honest with his opening? Do you think his crimes will be pardoned?" Bane genuinely proposed, a laugh escaping underneath his lips. "How interesting some of you, ah, claiming to murder another out of vengeance, yet backpeddling when the time comes to grasp the life out of something. Emotions, valuable and strong....yet foolhardy and reckless."
Pausing, taking the floor of the throne room, Bane gaze at the faces around him, simply stating his opinion on the matter of these treacherous Reaper Signals.
"It seems as if our work is done, Mr. Broly here has grown more...complacent. But I ask you, all of you, to be wary of such trifling affairs. These signals show no mercy to us as how brothers and sisters are slaughtered, and if the situation calls for it...we should show no mercy back."
With his voice growing harsh and foreboding, the apathetic general of the people took a few steps back to let his words dive in. With his time in Gotham, Bane assured in a very rigid structure of justice and codes. Even the most trivial of actions, such as stealing bread from another, could be associated with the penalty of death. In his eyes, the radical usurper argued for fairness back- an eye for an eye. Trivial emotions such as morality and mercy were but petite setbacks to what he considered the inevitable, the true grasp of true justice, not of the filth and corruption he hazarded existed in the United Nations.
Turning his attention back to Steven, the powerful man stood sternly up, a light cough escaping his lips.
"Excuse me, brother, indecisiveness is the poison of men. I only hope they choose to do what is right, what is just and fair, not what emotions drive them to do." Bane paused, looking away from Steven, examining the throne room itself. "Do not much pay much mind to it, hubris is a fatal flaw. I myself was victim to it, proud of my titles, yet my titles lacking pride." Bane suggested idly, crossing his buff arms over his chest, his expression solemn and almost devoid of emotion. Something about Bane was always calculating, as if his eyes, his voice were stripped of emotions. Of course, not in the negative sense, but the sheer free-willed nature of the man, he truly was someone unshackled and unbound to anything, matching his radical ideals of true freedom, true justice, and the harsh punishment of the corrupt and filth of the industrial hub of Gotham.
"But do not expect many favors like that, pilot. I am but a simple man with simple goals, nothing more, nothing less. I am no guardian, far from it. Just a brother with the same coveted desire of victory."
@Atomyk @CrunchyCHEEZIT @Kaykay @Jeremi @Verite @DapperDogman @The Tactician @The Silver Paladin @Archmage Jeremiah
Before Bane could even register Steven's voice calling out to him once more, the revolutionary eyes furrowed deeply, his arms extending out as he shook his head. With a plethora of emotions running through Bane's caged face, for once, the strategic leader felt actual, genuine confusion. Upon his arrival to the castle, those around him seemed sporadic in nature, wanting to kill this mighty, inhuman man, a man that quite frankly made Bane look lanky. And, well, if you can make a man just over six foot and a wall of pure muscle look lanky, you must be doing something either horribly, horribly right or horribly, horribly wrong.
Whatever the case may be, Broly, or more accurately those actively accusing Broly, confused Bane.
"Go on, what are you all waiting for? Did you not cry for his crimson minutes ago?" the eerie man behind the mask spoke, his words carrying with them an immense weight. "What do you the United Nations will do once they capture these signals, assuming our compatriot Broly is honest with his opening? Do you think his crimes will be pardoned?" Bane genuinely proposed, a laugh escaping underneath his lips. "How interesting some of you, ah, claiming to murder another out of vengeance, yet backpeddling when the time comes to grasp the life out of something. Emotions, valuable and strong....yet foolhardy and reckless."
Pausing, taking the floor of the throne room, Bane gaze at the faces around him, simply stating his opinion on the matter of these treacherous Reaper Signals.
"It seems as if our work is done, Mr. Broly here has grown more...complacent. But I ask you, all of you, to be wary of such trifling affairs. These signals show no mercy to us as how brothers and sisters are slaughtered, and if the situation calls for it...we should show no mercy back."
With his voice growing harsh and foreboding, the apathetic general of the people took a few steps back to let his words dive in. With his time in Gotham, Bane assured in a very rigid structure of justice and codes. Even the most trivial of actions, such as stealing bread from another, could be associated with the penalty of death. In his eyes, the radical usurper argued for fairness back- an eye for an eye. Trivial emotions such as morality and mercy were but petite setbacks to what he considered the inevitable, the true grasp of true justice, not of the filth and corruption he hazarded existed in the United Nations.
Turning his attention back to Steven, the powerful man stood sternly up, a light cough escaping his lips.
"Excuse me, brother, indecisiveness is the poison of men. I only hope they choose to do what is right, what is just and fair, not what emotions drive them to do." Bane paused, looking away from Steven, examining the throne room itself. "Do not much pay much mind to it, hubris is a fatal flaw. I myself was victim to it, proud of my titles, yet my titles lacking pride." Bane suggested idly, crossing his buff arms over his chest, his expression solemn and almost devoid of emotion. Something about Bane was always calculating, as if his eyes, his voice were stripped of emotions. Of course, not in the negative sense, but the sheer free-willed nature of the man, he truly was someone unshackled and unbound to anything, matching his radical ideals of true freedom, true justice, and the harsh punishment of the corrupt and filth of the industrial hub of Gotham.
"But do not expect many favors like that, pilot. I am but a simple man with simple goals, nothing more, nothing less. I am no guardian, far from it. Just a brother with the same coveted desire of victory."
@Atomyk @CrunchyCHEEZIT @Kaykay @Jeremi @Verite @DapperDogman @The Tactician @The Silver Paladin @Archmage Jeremiah
Much like Bubba, Broly had been a slave. Not just to his father but to his own immense power. No one being should have held as much in their body as Broly did. Given the traumatic events that happened to the saiyan as a result, it wouldn't be too much of a surprise to see how he'd end up turning out. Destroying planets on a whim and murdering his own manipulative father. But now that power had been temporarily snatched from his grasp. Leaving a being that was unsure of how to cope with the force that had motivated every single one of Broly's actions since he was an infant.
He didn't make a comment as Koro Sensei wrapped a bandage around his wound. As Six approached him however, Broly's body tensed up and his expression grew angry. He had already been defeated! That was the greatest humiliation these fools could have inflicted upon him for him murdering their comrades, aside from killing him themselves. Clenching his hand into a fist, he reared back to try and punch Six but stopped as Six began to explain the object he was holding out.
"..What?"
It was all the saiyan could think of to say, still unsure of why he'd been spared in the first place. Now not only were they sparing his life but attempting to heal him? He doubted healing his wound would regain his energy but he knew about the power boost he'd get from being so drained/his life nearly coming to an end. But that would have to come afterwards. Snatching the stimpack from Six's grasp, Broly looked it over. He still didn't see himself as needing allies against the Reapers. This motley crew may have been able to eventually defeat him but he still felt confident in being able to take on the Reapers by himself..
"...Noted.."
It wasn't a thank you or a sign of appreciation but it was all Six would get from the socially stunted saiyan. Wiping away some of the blood from his forehead, Broly continued to glance down at the stimpack questioning whether or not he should use it.
The man who identified himself as 'Bane' seemed to have something more that Broly could understand. Would he be pardoned/forgiven for what he had done? Broly couldn't quite wrap his head around it. Anybody who even came close to slighting him would have been obliterated. That was the cut and dry of it, basically. But Broly didn't need anybody's forgiveness. If he was to be punished for what he had done then so be it. Let them do their worst..
Wasn't much that could have been done to Broly that'd get a reaction beyond mild disinterest out of the saiyan in his current form.
@Krieg @Atomyk @CrunchyCHEEZIT @Kaykay @Jeremi @The Tactician @Crimson Spartan @Verite @DapperDogman
Chapter 2 Mid-Round Update; The Distant Castle
Continued from here.
It all happened in a flash... At first, Esper, and the Mastermind were talking with the others... Right near Dust and Fidget in fact... Then... As everyone was distracted by the strange key-blade thing Bubba had been given, or just casual conversation... Their absense wasn't noticed at first... Until it was too late, it wasn't until Fidget spoke up, that everyone suddenly realized something had gone very... Very wrong...
"Hey... Has anyone seen the two... Uh... Adds? I think that's what they were called..." Fidget squeaked, speaking up quietly... It looked like she could already feel something bad had happened, even if she didn't know it for sure right now...
"I... Don't know... But... I have a bad feeling about this..." Dust said... He began looking around... Desperately trying to spot the odd duo somehow... Though, it wasn't him that spotted what was left of them first... It was Ahrah.
"Dust! Fidget! There!" Ahrah cried, strangely enough, the talking sword actually sounded somewhat distressed as it aimed itself in the direction of what looked to be a large pillar in the room, one that was hardly noticed before now... Some blood could already be seen seeping from behind the pillar... Dust and Fidget were rather hesitant as they stepped forwards... To meet a rather horrific sight...
"W-What? Who could have... Done this..."
Fidget said... Her small voice quickly trailing off as she covered her mouth... It was like their visit to Denham village all over again... Except they only found two bodies, of people they had once known... Horifically killed...
"Dammit!... We were too late!... We were-..."
Dust trailed off, wracked by grief, despite not even knowing the Adds all that well... He didn't look very happy seeing that they had arrived too late to stop another from losing their lives... He seemed to be trying to keep his cool though, unlike his last outburst when something like this had occurred... Which thankfully meant that no-one else had to listen to his lamenting cries this time... Or at least not for long...
Commander Shephard suddenly seemed to walk towards the scene, she seemed to have noticed something was afoot herself... She took a few moments to kneel down, and examine the scene thoroughly before she spoke into her communicator... Broadcasting her message to everyone she could.
"Alright people! It's clear another murder has taken place when our backs were turned... It seems that the Adds are no longer with us... Mastermind was brutally beaten up, and it would appear that his back had also been broken. As for his companion, Esper is seen to have a gaping hole square in his back, the hole appears to go right through his body, and from what it looks like here, his spine was shattered in two."
Shephard looked at the bodies one last time before she spoke again.
"We'll discuss this matter further at the castle... So, get your shit together... And let's move out people!"
She ordered, not seeming particularly disturbed by the murders, unlike Dust and Fidget were...
....
The walk took a while, depending on how far away people were... But, finally, everyone arrived at the castle, it became immediately apparant that the halls at the entrance were rather... Expansive, though admittedly, a little barren of many decorations... It would appear they had plenty of time here to discuss the murder here, before some other crazy problem were to suddenly rear it's head... Oh! And on a sidenote, Shephard had stealthily ordered four medical personal to carry the two bodies of the Adds to the castle looks like people would be free to investigate the bodies further if need be.
~CAST LIST~
@TheColourlessRainbow as Codarus [Original Character]
@Atomyk as Steven Cortez [Mass Effect]
@Hospes as Kofuku Ebisu [Noragami]
@Verite as Joseph "JoJo" Joestar and Lisa Lisa [JoJo's Bizarre Adventure]
@Kaykay as Haruka Kaminogi and Karasu [Noein]
@Bomb as Deemo and Little Girl [Deemo]
@The Silver Paladin as Emmeryn [Fire Emblem]
@Crow as Producer Kido and Hoshi Shouko [The Idolmaster]
@Prince Shattered Charming as Niklaus "Klaus" Mikaelson and Elijah Mikaelson [The Vampire Diaries/The Originals]
@CCC Kouhai as Sugar [OFF]
@Archmage Jeremiah as Applejack and Applebloom [My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic]
@Lizzy as Toboe [Wolf's Rain]
@Sen as Sal [Wadanohara and the Great Blue Sea]
@CrunchyCHEEZIT as Big Daddy [Bioshock]
@Gwazi Magnum as The Master [Doctor Who]
@C.T. as Qrow Branwen [RWBY]
@Jeremi as Skeletor [He-Man and the Masters of the Universe]
@The Tactician as Shizuo Heiwajima [Durarara!!]
@DapperDogman as Koro-Sensei [Assassination Classroom]
@Josh M as Starman/Thom Kallor [DC Comics]
@OrlandoBloomers as Boba Fett [Star Wars]
@BarrenThin as Gregory House [House]
@Sir Ni!-ck as The Tenth Doctor [Doctor Who]
@Raven as Ezekiel Jones [The Librarians] and Deathstroke/Slade Wilson [DC Comics]
@Crimson Spartan as Courier Six [Fallout]
@The Great Detective as Esper and Mastermind [Elsword]
@york as Dust and Fidget [Dust: An Elysian Tail]
@Mari as Rey [Star Wars]
@Librarian Goat as Asgore Dreemurr [Undertale]
@DBZ7 as Jonathan Joestar and Johnny Joestar [JoJo's Bizarre Adventure]
@Schnee Corp Lawyer as Deadpool [Marvel Comics]
@Krieg as Bane [Nolanverse Batman]
@Hazel-rah as Jeen [Super Mario RPG (AU)]
@Gibbons as Sogiita Gunha [Raildex]
@IntrusivePenDesperateSword as "Manly" Dan Corduroy [Gravity Falls]
@Kakarot! as Broly [Dragon Ball]
@Mighty Roman as Larfleeze [DC Comics]
@Cromartie Sarkissian as Roy Harper [Arrow]
...........
Esper & Mastermind - Killed! - [Role - Refugee]
Boba Fett - Voted out - [Role - Vanguard]
Before Bane could even register Steven's voice calling out to him once more, the revolutionary eyes furrowed deeply, his arms extending out as he shook his head. With a plethora of emotions running through Bane's caged face, for once, the strategic leader felt actual, genuine confusion. Upon his arrival to the castle, those around him seemed sporadic in nature, wanting to kill this mighty, inhuman man, a man that quite frankly made Bane look lanky. And, well, if you can make a man just over six foot and a wall of pure muscle look lanky, you must be doing something either horribly, horribly right or horribly, horribly wrong.
Whatever the case may be, Broly, or more accurately those actively accusing Broly, confused Bane.
"Go on, what are you all waiting for? Did you not cry for his crimson minutes ago?" the eerie man behind the mask spoke, his words carrying with them an immense weight. "What do you the United Nations will do once they capture these signals, assuming our compatriot Broly is honest with his opening? Do you think his crimes will be pardoned?" Bane genuinely proposed, a laugh escaping underneath his lips. "How interesting some of you, ah, claiming to murder another out of vengeance, yet backpeddling when the time comes to grasp the life out of something. Emotions, valuable and strong....yet foolhardy and reckless."
Pausing, taking the floor of the throne room, Bane gaze at the faces around him, simply stating his opinion on the matter of these treacherous Reaper Signals.
"It seems as if our work is done, Mr. Broly here has grown more...complacent. But I ask you, all of you, to be wary of such trifling affairs. These signals show no mercy to us as how brothers and sisters are slaughtered, and if the situation calls for it...we should show no mercy back."
With his voice growing harsh and foreboding, the apathetic general of the people took a few steps back to let his words dive in. With his time in Gotham, Bane assured in a very rigid structure of justice and codes. Even the most trivial of actions, such as stealing bread from another, could be associated with the penalty of death. In his eyes, the radical usurper argued for fairness back- an eye for an eye. Trivial emotions such as morality and mercy were but petite setbacks to what he considered the inevitable, the true grasp of true justice, not of the filth and corruption he hazarded existed in the United Nations.
Turning his attention back to Steven, the powerful man stood sternly up, a light cough escaping his lips.
"Excuse me, brother, indecisiveness is the poison of men. I only hope they choose to do what is right, what is just and fair, not what emotions drive them to do." Bane paused, looking away from Steven, examining the throne room itself. "Do not much pay much mind to it, hubris is a fatal flaw. I myself was victim to it, proud of my titles, yet my titles lacking pride." Bane suggested idly, crossing his buff arms over his chest, his expression solemn and almost devoid of emotion. Something about Bane was always calculating, as if his eyes, his voice were stripped of emotions. Of course, not in the negative sense, but the sheer free-willed nature of the man, he truly was someone unshackled and unbound to anything, matching his radical ideals of true freedom, true justice, and the harsh punishment of the corrupt and filth of the industrial hub of Gotham.
"But do not expect many favors like that, pilot. I am but a simple man with simple goals, nothing more, nothing less. I am no guardian, far from it. Just a brother with the same coveted desire of victory."
@Atomyk @CrunchyCHEEZIT @Kaykay @Jeremi @Verite @DapperDogman @The Tactician @The Silver Paladin @Archmage Jeremiah
Chapter 2 Post Mid-Round Update; A Choice
Unfortunately... Due to the large majority of votes cast towards Broly... And it wasn't long before Broly was taken away to the UN, it was presumed from here on, they'd figure out if he truly had anything to do with the murders that had occurred... Hopefully there aren't any carrots or something where he was sent to, otherwise those dealing with him miiiiight have some trouble to say the least...
(Stay tuned for an followup post for you, @Kakarot! )
......
Dust & Fidget
In the meantime... Something seemed to be resonating with Bubba's keyblade... A beam of light was cast from the weapon, aimed towards an spot on the wall... Fidget and Dust appeared to notice it first, with Fidget quickly folllowing the beam of light, to find that the light was resonating with a picture of a peculiar looking young man on the wall.
"Hey! The way that key-blade... Thingie... Is making that picture on the wall shine... I think it's found a secret door or something!" Fidget said excitedly... She fluttered up to the strange, but familiar picture on the wall, pushing against it with all her (puny) might, her face nearly turning red in her efforts before she finally gave up.
"Nyaaaaw...! Stupid... Secret... Door! Why... Won't you... Open?!" Fidget complained between breaths... Not noticing something else shining below the picture... An engraved nameplate of sorts which read simply as; Elliot. Thankfully, Dust was more observent than his winged companion, as he rubbed his chin, putting his hand on the nameplate, causing it to be pushed in... A whole section of the wall suddenly flipped around, revealing a large set of doubledoors, looming in front of eveyone...
The doors slowly creeked open a little on their own... Weirdly enough, but, Dust seemed satisfied with their findings.
"Well... You were halfway there with the door thing... Fidget." Dust teased his companion playfully, nudging her a little before he approached the doubledoors... Entering into the room beyond, looks like he was leading the way in... Fidget followed a little ways, fuming under her breath.
"Hmph! I saw it first!... Which ALLOWED you to help open that door!" Fidget said, pouting a little as she crossed her arms, flying in after Dust... A faint humming noise could be heard in the air already...
....
The loud humming noise grew louder and louder as everyone stepped inside, lead by commander Shephard of course, and as the entire contents of the room came to view...
This looked like an central server hub of some sort... Various machines were littered around the room, and, Sixi noticed that his yellow bag of sorts had suddenly disappeared when he was distracted... What an strange place indeed... Though, Shepherd seemed to know what was going on right off the bat... Looks like this was their "final" destination of this area.
"Alright! This might be confusing to some of you folks out there... But, I'll put this in the most basic of terms! This room, right here, is the "heart" of Eden! All that you see around you, is what controls this place you have all entered! In a few mere moments, I can purge the entirety of Eden, freeing all those it has enslaved... And preventing this place from trapping anyone insode of here again, effectively Liberating all those that Eden has held as prisoners here!" Shephard paused, gesturing towards the computer sitting on a desk nearby, already approaching it as she raised her hands. "As soon as I access these servers... I can begin to purge Eden, effectively immediately, all I need, is the majority approval of this group." She concluded, cracking her knuckles, she was almost prepared to begin typing on the computer's keyboard when suddenly... A series of fizzling and popping sounds occurred as that yellow bag from before materialized out of nowhere... And as if on it's own, the bag seemed to open itself, shooting out an odd beam of light, as if this were some sort of holographic message... The bag itself seemed to suddenly disappear into thin air... As if it had just up and "despawned" as the beam of light revealed a feminine figure... One that Sixi would recognize as the figure he had seen, leaving the yellow bag behind in the forest.
The figure seemed to flicker a few times, as if there were some invisible holographic projector on the floor... It would appear that she had a rather solmen expression on her face, as she turned to the others. "This is Faith Connors speaking... An voluntary resident here in Eden." She paused for a moment, looking to one side of her, as if there was someone offscreen she was glancing at for just a moment... Before she continued. "If my package has successfully been delivered, I should be speaking to you... Whoever you are, in Eden's Central Hub. Here, is where Eden itself can be altered... Since you all have come here, in hopes of liberating this place... There are to options, presented before you." She paused again, seeming to be gesturing to the area around her. "You most likely know of the first way... Eden can be purged, ejecting me... And everyone else from this synthetic world..." She said, her voice seemed to falter a little, as a sadder look seemed to wash across her face. "However... The purge will destroy Eden forever... And with it, the AI that inhabit this world... Those that you may or may not have met, but, in the end... Much like us, living beings... Have emotions, hopes, dreams... And even lives of their own, which they have lead, side by side... With residents such as myself." A sad smile crossed her face, as if she was recalling some particularly fond memories of her past. "To purge Eden... Would mean to extinguish all of that... In a mere instance, in exchange for our, assured, 'liberation' from this place... Once, and for all." She closed her eyes briefly, seeming to gather herself together before she opened her eyes again. "There is a second way to go about liberating the inhabitants of this place... You can simply let everyone out of these pods... Nothing will happen to Eden, but, it will go empty of those imprisoned, or simply living in this synthetic world... Leaving everything here, intact. Those who wish to return to Eden, can do so... And those who wish to leave Eden, may finally leave... Even those, who had once been held against their will." Faith sighed "However... This will not stop those with the intent... To trap others within Eden once more... But, that is a risk, we all must take, by leaving Eden intact..." she said... She paused once last time... Seeming to stare right at everyone in front of her. "It is up to you... To decide the fate of Eden... So please, while you can. Choose wisely." Faith said, she smiled somewhat wryly "Whatever your choice may be... Once it is done... I'll be seeing you, soon." she concluded... And with that, Faith's image seemed to flicker and fade... Disappearing into thin air; it looks like this rather lengthy message, was over.
This new development caught Shephard offguard, but, her expression remained rather... Unchanged. "Regardless of this new information... The choice is still up to you." Shephard said, she cracked her knuckles again, speaking in a rather matter-of-fact tone. "We either purge Eden, for good... Wiping Eden, and all of it's AI from existence, once and for all, and in doing so, freeing everyone from Eden... Or, we simply open the pods, freeing everyone, including ourselves, but, leaving Eden intact, allowing for others to fall prisoner to this place." She crossed her arms, as if demanding a response from those around her. "So... Which option will it be?" She asked, seeming rather impatient about this...
Looks like everyone had a choice to make... But beware... Because:
It's time for everyone to cast a vote on what they feel would be the best course of action to take here...
~CAST LIST~
@TheColourlessRainbow as Codarus [Original Character]
@Atomyk as Steven Cortez [Mass Effect]
@Hospes as Kofuku Ebisu [Noragami]
@Verite as Joseph "JoJo" Joestar and Lisa Lisa [JoJo's Bizarre Adventure]
@Kaykay as Haruka Kaminogi and Karasu [Noein]
@Bomb as Deemo and Little Girl [Deemo]
@The Silver Paladin as Emmeryn [Fire Emblem]
@Crow as Producer Kido and Hoshi Shouko [The Idolmaster]
@Prince Shattered Charming as Niklaus "Klaus" Mikaelson and Elijah Mikaelson [The Vampire Diaries/The Originals]
@CCC Kouhai as Sugar [OFF]
@Archmage Jeremiah as Applejack and Applebloom [My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic]
@Lizzy as Toboe [Wolf's Rain]
@Sen as Sal [Wadanohara and the Great Blue Sea]
@CrunchyCHEEZIT as Big Daddy [Bioshock]
@Gwazi Magnum as The Master [Doctor Who]
@C.T. as Qrow Branwen [RWBY]
@Jeremi as Skeletor [He-Man and the Masters of the Universe]
@The Tactician as Shizuo Heiwajima [Durarara!!]
@DapperDogman as Koro-Sensei [Assassination Classroom]
@Josh M as Starman/Thom Kallor [DC Comics]
@OrlandoBloomers as Boba Fett [Star Wars]
@BarrenThin as Gregory House [House]
@Sir Ni!-ck as The Tenth Doctor [Doctor Who]
@Raven as Ezekiel Jones [The Librarians] and Deathstroke/Slade Wilson [DC Comics]
@Crimson Spartan as Courier Six [Fallout]
@The Great Detective as Esper and Mastermind [Elsword]
@york as Dust and Fidget [Dust: An Elysian Tail]
@Mari as Rey [Star Wars]
@Librarian Goat as Asgore Dreemurr [Undertale]
@DBZ7 as Jonathan Joestar and Johnny Joestar [JoJo's Bizarre Adventure]
@Schnee Corp Lawyer as Deadpool [Marvel Comics]
@Krieg as Bane [Nolanverse Batman]
@Hazel-rah as Jeen [Super Mario RPG (AU)]
@Gibbons as Sogiita Gunha [Raildex]
@IntrusivePenDesperateSword as "Manly" Dan Corduroy [Gravity Falls]
@Kakarot! as Broly [Dragon Ball]
@Mighty Roman as Larfleeze [DC Comics]
@Cromartie Sarkissian as Roy Harper [Arrow]
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Esper & Mastermind - Killed! - [Role - Refugee]
Boba Fett - Voted out - [Role - Vanguard]
Broly - Voted out - [Role - Unknown]
