Sonic
A peace between species. Sure! That would be really cool. After all, he didn't have any kind of animosity toward the other species. Yeah Baldy mc Nosehair could be a pain, but he was more the exception not a representative of the human race. In fact, humans were very friendly towards him and his friends. Except this jerks from G.U.N. but there was a slight case of misdirection.
-Sure hope so!
It was at this time that one of the human arm started glowing orange. He was going to ask if everything was okay but apparently it was just a gadget thingy acting like a radio.
When the sniper started talking about his location. He tried getting taller by standing on his toes and put his hand on top of his eyes finger protecting them from the sun.
-Woah you're really good at hiding. I can't see you anywhere.
Then the human girl with guns, Abby, offered them some guns. Well better not! He feared being bitten by the edgy bug if he ever touched one! No but to be honest, he already had his speed! What good would be a weapon firing bullets slower than he could be.
A little bit later, the spaceship were here. While he wasn't fond of staying one place without moving, his quills were still damp from his previous rescue mission. So running outside by such an artic climat was a major No No.
He climbed on board of one of the three ships. Laid down on the floor with his arms as pillow, one knee raised, the other leg resting on the raised knee while his hanging foot was beating an imaginary rhytm. Traveling was going to take some time. He closed his eyes. And waited...
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Ranma
-Dunno never been here before. But ain't there some rules to follow or sumthin'?
She then reported her attention back to the fire. However the guy that was maybe cured one time too many. It kinda reminded her of this time at Tofu's clinic when Kasumi brought back a book. Yeah she could relate. But he was getting better. Although was it because he was already dead or because this healing thingamajing packed a punch. She couldn't tell, nor did she care the slightest.
But when the guy's arm started glowing orange. Well she was intrigued. She couldn't make her arm glow like that, but she had far more ki that he did she was sure. Then he started speaking to his arm showing to the world that he was another weirdo.And his arm started answering back. Great .. magic again..
People were speaking, but there was no way in hell she was gonna get involved with the weirdo and his magic arm. Magic always meant trouble! Gah fire too far! Then the angel lady offered some weapons.
She was facing a really bing cono, coni, well she really wanted the guns. But at the same time, only weakling relied on weapons only. With puppy eyes she left the guns outta her range.
Then a real spaceship, like going from planet to planet and descending from the sky appeared in front of her. This, this was too cool to be true. The angel lady even gave her back her clothes. And the big muscly boy invited her to go in. Geez she could get used to be pampered like that. Letting a bit of her Ranko persona out, she thanked them both with wide eyes. The one that gave us free samples when she was shopping.
Once inside she didn't listen to the conversation. Instead she was too busy contorting and twisting around to fiddle and touch everything she could reach in the ship. Her curiosity then brought her to the crates themselves. What could a spaceship carry all around. Before she could get an answer in the form of a smashed crate, the ship landed.
She seemed to be in a mall of some sort , she listened to the diferrent offers and shrugged.
-Well it's a store. So maybe we gonna find some clothes or sumthin' Or sumthin' for a fire.
Then there were newcomers. Damn, she didn't realize how many people died in a day! They were speaking of another spaceship.
-Then it would be easier if you told us what this ship look like... Oh yeah name's Sonic by the way.
The blue porcupine yawned and stretched. Before offering his hand for a handshake.
-Ranma Saotome, sorry 'bout this.
Alistia came up beside Thor, the healing for now appearently done. She leaned on her staff, close to him, relaxed, but still far enough away to make it clear she was neither touching, nor invading, his personal space.
"I don't know what your homeworld is like." she said simply enough, in a calm and peaceful tone. "But I know it doesn't matter. Were I there I know who I am. I am certain much of it would make little sense to me just as much of my own would make little sense to you. After all, if I were to describe to you a woman with the large ears of a rabbit whom fought valiantly utilizing chakrams and the Kriegsdance you would likely look at me as if I were slightly touched in the head. Yet that woman is an admirable guard captain whom is to be respected for her skill and talent. Meanwhile I am a Hyur with the ears, eyes, fangs, and tail of a cat who fights by getting the earth itself to throw it at my foe as well as to soothe and heal. Yet I can assure you that, were I in your world, I would not be a Miqo'te, I would not be a White Mage, I would be Alistia. And I may not know your world but I know Alistia would always do her best to stand by those in need, heal and soothe, and ward off those whom would threaten ill will. I don't know what Thor would do, only you know Thor that well, but so long as you make sure Thor remains whom he his, it doesn't matter if you are a god of thunder or whatever else. The confusion will grow but you will be able to withstand it until it, inevitably, abaits. Please... If you need a rock to stand upon to steady yourself through this confusing time, let me be your rock. I would gladly be it for all."
Lavaetain shot Alistia a glare. It wasn't hostile as she heard the woman's words but, more, of disbelief. Still, she said nothing as no orders came for her. So, at last, she could take a moment to calm herself down. She moved a bit away, still part of the group but farther from it, as she looked through the stores.
"I recognize most of these stores, but some are a bit odd to me. McDonalds, JCPenny, stuff like that. But some of these... Subway went out of business a while back. Something about it's spokeman that I didn't pay attention to at the time but probably should have. I've never heard of a 'Hot Topic' before either, but that might just be some one-off store for this place. I don't know. It feels a bit strange looking at another world yet seeing so much familiar. I'd half expect to turn a corner and find a recruitment station trying to get new recruits for the army, or a newspaper here talking about how the Mexican states are about to have their midterm elections and senator Juarez is promising some new building to try and curry favor. Yet I don't even need a paper to know that things unfolded differently here than in my own world. I wonder... What was I in this world, if those theories are true?"
She didn't get an answer as the Ponds appeared. "British Citizens?" she said, seemingly a bit happier. "Well, that's good. Tell me, is the British Empire and the American Empire, or American Republic, or United States of America, friends in your world as well? If you have a ship, well, I would be more than glad to get out of this frozen city." before, under her breath. "Another mark against Karen I guess... Didn't use this clearly freezing place to bolster her magic. Not that she needs any more marks against her."
Abby had an idea to use the cold to get out her bottles of whiskey, vodka, and nuka cola to chill in pile of snow while they got situated in one of the stores as a temporary camp. But since there was the distant sound of someone else in the building, that idea had to shelved. Much as she would love a real cold one of any of those drinks.
She takes the rear of the group as they move away from where they entered, body poised to action even with the cold air still biting at her skin. Walking backwards is almost second nature to her as the group moves along and she looks back into the darkness of the halls. Her body wants to shiver from the cold; Abby resists it through sheer force of will by focusing on the need to be ready to spring into action. What if that convoy had followed them to this mall and were coming for them? Or what if they had unwittingly dropped into a Deathclaw's den? That's happened to Abby more times than she would admit.
When all the screaming happens, Abby moves swiftly and runs around everyone to aim her rifle at the source of it all. Upon seeing it's just a pair of unarmed people, and Alec is even talking to them, Abby lowers her rifle and laughs. "So more lost folk? Lot of that goin' round. We's all lost as well, if the big blue rat ain't obvious." Abby approaches the pair and extends her left hand. The other keeps a tight grip on her rifle.
"Abby, nice to meetcha both."
Tsunade sees the buildings along one side of the street start to collapse, and jumps over to the other side on her approach to battle. This change in course puts her in the opportune position to see someone coming down the fire escape of one building she passes. She stops in her tracks to see it is not a 'human' as she has seen thus far, but some kind of humanoid reptile wielding a sword.
Given the strange appearance of the convoy her clone had attacked, Tsunade is not inclined to perceive this being as an ally.
"やめる！あなたは戦うためにここにいますか？" Tsunade yells her warning and question up at the being in a battle-ready stance. Should Ayana make any movement without answering, Tsunade kicks a rock from the ground at her as a warning shot.
@AIM Leader Wade @ChrisClark13 [/FONT]
Luer's shivers had calmed down during the ride on the ship, but something new happened he was less fond of even than being cold. He was dizzy, very dizzy and nauseous. He had leaned heavily on Gaeira shortly after they started moving, and he was all too eager to get off that torture device when they landed. He needed some assistance though since he could barely stay standing on his own.
He held tightly onto Gaeira at this point just to keep himself up right so he did not fall over. He could hardly concern himself with the sudden shouting, he could only groan his annoyance with it since it seemed highly inappropriate right now. He was battling not throwing up as it was. "Uuuugggh… never doing that again…" He complained. He stopped to just listen though when people started talking, glancing in the direction of the newcomers and Alec.
Most of what they were saying was nonsense to start, but he was curious about something. He never agreed to let this guy speak for him. "Who put him in charge?" He asked Gaeira with a somewhat irritated tone. For that matter he did not recall agreeing to join any sort of team to have a person in charge. Luer was not a team person anymore, he wanted nothing to do with a team. A team meant working with people, working with people meant bonding attempts and Luer was perfectly content to avoid that.
"We just arrived"
"We are lost"
"We are asking"
…How irritating. "I did not agree to be a part of your collective, Duggan." He stated, with his displeasure at the notion in his voice. Not that he would do any better on his own, given he needed the support just to stay standing right now, but that was not the point. He did not say no often, but that did not mean he did not have to consent first. Even if he did not say no, he always had to say yes or it did not happen at all… at least, it was not supposed to. He shook his head of that train of thought.
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Dusk
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The group of creatures that Dusk had joined continued onward into the large building. Dusk looked around the area, seeing various different shops that looked untouched for some time. He wasn't sure how long the shops had been like this, but it was obvious that the events that had occurred had happened quite a while ago. The sounds of distress ripped Dusk away from his thoughts as the group rounded the corner. At the front of the group, there were two more creatures, both seemed very average and didn't really have any visual qualities that made them stand that far apart. Out of the colorful group, these two looked the most normal. They spoke of some type of ship that had brought them. Dusk wasn't really that interested, seeing now that there was no immediate danger. It wasn't like blades and stuff really scared Dusk, he was more concerned for the group that he was in. He would be awfully lonely if they all seemingly died. Since the conversation didn't require his attention, he turned back to the area around the group.
The group looked to be on the edge of a much larger room, with escalators on end and several corridors that lead into different areas on the other. It felt more like an airport terminal than a mall, to be honest, with all the different directions that the group could choose to go. There was a large hole in the roof, either from some type of destruction or just plain age, it was hard to tell. Parts of the decayed roof hung down along with different wires that still spit electricity. Dusk could probably reach them, due to his height, but it would be harder for a normal person. Some areas were covered in snow due to the large hole in the roof. There were several planters scattered around the area, presumably for a clean and modern aesthetic. The ones that sat under the large hole were covered in snow and were dead from the exposure to the cold. Dusk saw that the plant creature that he'd met in the earlier building was walking away from one, and was accompanied by a man in a very dapper suit. He seemed very out of place to be in the cold. It didn't really matter to Dusk as he kept on looking.
He looked to his right to see a large shop filled with different types of clothing. The windows of this shop were more intact than the others, and the windows were covered with newspapers, probably to keep the cold out. It looked like someone had tried to survive here long ago, but had long since moved on. Dusk wandered into the shop, not too far away from the group. He accidentally glanced his horns on the top of the doorway. Inside the shop were several racks covered in different furs and coats, most of them being more for fashion. Dusk grabbed one of the shirts off the wall and glanced at it. On the front of the shirt, it had the letters "FML" printed on with sparkly letters. Dusk lightly laid it on the counter and continued looking at the different clothing. Some of the items he even attempted to put on, but they were all too small. The little room kinda reminded him of home because of its cozy interior. He had even forgotten about the events that had happened up to this point. After a few minutes, Dusk came out of the shop with several hats on top of his horns. He honestly looked very goofy.
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Trigger
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Trigger was nearly finished with his reinforcements of the entrances when he heard a ship flying by "already? That was fast" he mumbled. The trip to the mall was just as fast as he traveled with the group. The soldier that had said his name was Alec was, for some reason, leading the group. Trigger didn't bother questioning it, but apparently, the boy with blue hair disliked it. Not too long after the group's landing, they had met two other people. These two mentioned that they were dropped off in some type of ship. "Ship? What type of ship?" Trigger called from the back. They had arrived in the ship from another world that could mean that it could take them back. Trigger pushed his way to the front of the group, wanting to know. "By any chance can this ship bring us home?" he asked.
Oh, this just got weird fast. Rory and Amy both looked to Sonic with disbelief...... Sonic.......... SONIC! Sonic the hedgehog, the character from a childhood game they used to play on the damned Mega Drive back in the ninties, was now in front of them, speaking with a weirdly positive pitch in his voice, that almost seemed weirdly condescending, even though he wasn't trying to sound like that.... they thought.
".... Sonic..... the hedgehog..... The Sonic." Rory said to emphasis the point to himself and Amy, who were both astonished. After a few moments of silence, Rory finally spouted out,
"We've gone insane," followed by him throwing his arms up.
"We finally lost it, now we're meeting video game characters."
"And this is different from meeting lizard people under the earth?" Amy asked him, since it wasn't as though they were this unused to weirdness.
"Yes, because they weren't Sonic the hedgehog!" Rory also pointed out again, since this went beyond lizard people.
"You can't tell me the character from the game we played as children being in front of us trumps anything else we've come from!"
Amy just looked to her husband with a shrugging face, before turning back to Ranma and introducing herself.
"Amy Pond." She said with a smirk,
"This is my husband Rory." And shook the young girl's hand.
"Don't mind him, he gets that way sometimes."
"And for good reason!" Every now and again they needed some voice of reason and sanity in their minds.
Amy then listened to what Lava had to say, a bit confused, and quickly clarifying the moment she stopped speaking.
"Ummmm, yeah, we're friends with the US, but we're not so much a kingdom anymore, just a regular ol' country. I don't think we might have that much in common with the whole worlds thing." Meaning they were from alternate realities, so things might not be the same, and expect there to be severalbig changes between them. Abby spoke next, with Amy shaking.
"Amy and Rory Pond. Like your accent." The Scottish girl pointed out. When Dusk came lumbering out of the shop, both Ponds eyes widened, with Rory going,
"Whoooa..." As if he was trying to calm a horse. He was probably the most scary looking of everyone in the group, except he had several hats hanging off his head, which took away from that menacing look.
".... Niiiiiice hats?" Rory commented, with a small thumbs up to follow.
With the mentions of their ship from Lava and Trigger though, the Ponds had little to answer with.
"Well we gotta find it first," Amy answered,
"that and its driver." She muttered the last part, looking around the darkened hallways for any sign of a very loud mouth, often obnoxious sounding man. But nothing.
"Anyone seen a guy with a bowtie around here? Tweed jacket, suspenders, might be wearing a fez if these shops have one."
"Nooooo, you're the first people we've met here." Alec answered, before Luer's collective line coming from out of nowhere. The Scotsman turned with a confusion expression towards the archer. "Well, fuckin' too bad, buddy, we're all kinda stuck here, not much we can do."
"No, I agree with him, I should be the leader." Thor suddenly chimed in.
"I'm clearly the strongest, and I saved your life by rescuing you from a drowned ship, plus, not to be so judgemental,"
"That sounds like an understatement."
"But you did vomit back at the building,"
"I didn't do that on purpose!"
"And I didn't, soooooo..... Clearly I have more composure than you all."
"I'm not saying you can't be the leader, but I don't think now's a good time to discuss this."
"We're in shelter, now's the best time. Besides, Luer doesn't like you, so I immediately get his vote, can I count on the two of you?" He pointed to Alken and Gaeira, wanting their vote on the matter.
"Big man, who do you like more?" He then pointed to Dusk to get his opinion.
"See? I'm clearly the more likable one here. Plus, I'm king of Asguard, one of the most mightiest kingdoms in all the seven realms of my world... I-It did get destroyed, but home is not with land, it's with its people, so I still run a mighty kingdom."
"I don't wanna argue this, I just wanna find out where Garrus is and maybe get some goddamn food and warmth!" Alec shouted.
"Stop shouting!" Amy then shouted back.
"You're acting like children for goodness sake!"
"I agree. Likability does not always make the best leader anyway." Callintus added. "But our focus must be on making this shelter suitable. If this Garrus is anywhere within the building, he must have a stockpile of supplies around here." They were all cold, and they needed more warmth.
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Spriggan picked up the fire ax following the doctor with a loud clunk of one foot. Yet to loose her foot from its icy prison gravel and ice darken the boots to pronounce much thicker. Lumbered gait if nothing else than by a nest of icicle whorls. Tops and bottoms fused to the hip and chest that immobilize her midsection. The portal's energy cause dim oily sheens of trapped and bent light. Worried voices on the other side busied more with answers to the doctor's questions. Kept up with the doctor by strength alone her head grew heavy at the fading Mundus. Intent to answer his many questions on their way the block or so to the other side of the mall and before dark.
The effort of that slide-clunk-step left her rustling voice unharmed, "When life breathed into the land Spriggans arose. Set to be its defenders. In time Bosmer forgot how to call us, walkers of the end. Ours to capture lost souls and return them to the Dreamsleeve for rebirth. Persecuting the diseases that threaten from breaches on natural laws. With the light of the sun on soil over our broken body, we regrow without end. Nature will not subdue with ease. You heal the breaches Haassethur? We must unwrite and engulf their masters."
Her eyes lit up far more than figuratively at the name, "In that duty then we... I will be Reegan, Haassethur, but I am only one. The back of this land is already broken and held in submission. A thing that snapped its spine tries to contain us. All the ones I have seen are of strong backs and wills."
Ax in hand waved to the group beyond a set of dog tags slipping free from her chest. Evidence of the two dead she'd already reclaimed from Alec's former trio. Face placid if still a bit flat on each side.
A finger points at the stores then to the group continued, "Heroes here where justice is long gone, Haassethur, where you are now the threat is not. Territory already secured by disease. We think this place is to occupy or destroy heroes that would fight."
She shrugged likely in earshot now, "Oblivion tried this from the land where my roots lie. Life's champion sacrificed the future king to summon an avatar of the dragon-god of time. The gates to Oblivion opened by Dagon the prince of destruction to threaten all life. Then driven by Akatosh's avatar back to their prison. Haassethur, we know only that if I exist then life itself fears this threat."
As the Spriggan and Doctor ventured forth into the mall, a voice echoed out from behind. "Well, for a being that's meant to enduce fear into the hearts of men, you sure are a friendly one." Out from the shadows came an alien in blue armor, holding a sniper rifle. The light from the cracks in the ceiling illuminated his face. It was Garrus Vakarian, hero of the Citadel, and loyal friend to one commander Shepard. Though, obviously, the doctor or Spriggan would know that. "Garrus Vakarian. Pleasure." The Turian introduced himself, putting a hand out to shake the Doctor's. "Welcome to my little paradise. Bit run down, but it's better than 90% of the other places here. At least we don't have giant spiders trying to kill us. Come on," He waved for both of them to follow. "The group Spriggan arrived with came here not too long ago, think they're still by the giant hole in the ceiling."
Sure enough, a short walk later, from the cat walk above the main group, there the Doctor, Spriggan and Garrus could see them all. Including the Ponds. With a whistle from Garrus, he waved to the main group with his omni-tool, glowing a bright orange color to alert them of where they were. And even from below, Amy could see who was with the alien..... Well, the less human alien anyway. "Doctor!" Amy shouted in joy, running up the stopped escalator to give her childhood friend a big ol' hug. She embraced him for a few silent seconds before, breaking away, putting both her hands on his shoulders, and telling him, "You left me outside in the cold!" Like that was his fault.
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With all of them back together, Garrus showed them to where he had made his shelter within the mall. It was a large JC Penny's, with a fireplace in the back of the store burning from pieces of clothing, destroyed pieces of wooden benches, parts of the front desk, and anything else flammable within the stores he could use. Along with that, he had a massive stockpile of food, drinks, and collected clothing for everyone to wear to add more layers to fend off the chill. Most of the food was canned, but thankfully they had some pans and pots to cook it, along with plates and silverware. Alec was sat besides the fire, feasting on some canned rice and chicken, sprinkled with pepper and salt, with some canned thai food roasting on a pan; making a wonderful sizzling noise. "Help yourself to whatever you want." Garrus told them all, sitting besides the fire with everyone else.
"So how long have you been here?" Alec asked with a mouthful of chicken.
"Three months. Got a bit hecktic when I first arrived, because I was trapped between two guardians and several squid like creatures attacking them. Joined forces, but we only lasted a week before we were ambushed by a pack of bandits also trapped here with us. We had supplies, and they wanted them."
"Have you meet anyone else from the alliance? Hell, is Shepard around here?"
"No to both, it's only been me, and you're the first friendly human soldier I've seen around here. No idea if Shepard or anyone else from the Normandy are here."
"And I'm guessing you haven't a clue how we got here."
"Correct."
