OOC: I'm gonna get kicked off in a sec, so I'll leave 30 seconds early, XD. See ya guys tomorrow...earlier, if you can. (Tonight was just way late for me. Stupid strobe light dodgeball...never again...)
Xardius shrugged. "I dunno. I haven't done anything relaxing in a long time...I'll probably just go...repair something. You guys have fun." He wandered off, looking for something that he could probably fix...
"And what happens if it doesn't work out exactly the way they fantasized it would?" Xardius asked. "What happens if we don't, quite, live up to the image they've created in their minds?" He tapped his head. "People can get funny ideas, and I'm telling you...if we're not careful, things could get real messy, real fast. So just watch yourself, OK?"
"Before this breaks out into a full-scale argument," Xardius said. "I wanted to warn you guys that these people aren't exactly full on their rockers...Heroes or not, we should watch our backs."
"Nah, it was really quite boring, actually..." Xardius said, handing Nulix the 600-page novel. "And it kind of left you with a 'so what?' feeling, more than anything else. I wouldn't have read it at all, except it got chucked at me, so I thought I should..."
"I read Lexx's book..." Xardius said. "It was...rather off...in many things...For example, it misproportioned our 'heroic deeds,' and downplayed all the destruction we'd caused, and blamed it all on Vecked, of all people. In fact, I'd say there are more pictures of Vecked than any other person in the book. All HD. Interesting, wouldn't you say?"
Xardius slowly wandered around the town, trying to ignore the crowd of people following him, throwing stuff at him. Gifts, he thought. But they kept hitting his head.
OOC: We know how it is. Totally. So, let's see... BIC: Xardius went and hid somewhere...after being chased around by lots of guys who thought he was crazy cool...after adamantly telling everyone that all he'd done was flip over the friekin' car...after being nearly jumped by enthusiastic people...after going pale... So...
Alitio nodded, and extended his hand. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr...er..." *** Xardius went pale. "Oh...shnikes..." OOC: You'll have to give me a break with Alitio...I'll come up with something with him...and another one of Xardius' phobias is large screaming crowds led by a maniacally insane woman who thinks that he is their savior incarnate in a human body. Yeah. Anyway, I have to go for the night, so I'll see you guys later.
"Well, no," Xardius said. "What did he say?"
OOC: Thanks Pirate! It's been a long time since I've gotten some really good RPing in...After all, randomly posting stuff like "Xardius kicked trash" only goes so far... BIC: Xardius nearly got run over, but kicked the truck out of the way so it flipped over and kept going. Anyway... Xardius walked up to the group. "Who were they?" he asked.
OOC: Sorry, I'll be slow for a bit here. Probably the rest of the night. BIC: Atilio landed carefully, then unbuckled (when did he...?) and got up. "I don't know who we're meeting Vecked, so you'll have to find him. Let's just hope we can find someplace with a bath. You look caked in dirt, and I don't feel much better..."
"Hobey-ho, let's go..." Atilio said, and landed in the pilot's chair, hitting the gas... Within a few moments, they'd arrived at the dark version of Beast's Castle. "Looks like there's a large town here," Atilio said, pointing. "Looks like the only large patch of people anywhere..."
Atilio shook his head. "Neither." The darkness collapsed around them. They stood in the middle of a large ilium ship. "So, where do we need to go?"
Atilio smiled. "You don't learn a lot when you're dead, Vecked, but I did learn something. Things can never be the same. But I'll come with you. Who knows? Maybe things will turn out for both of us..."
"A certain amount of luck and talent, and of course, ingenuity," Atilio said, smiling. "Let's just say I left too many thumbtacks on the devil's chair and got kicked back here." He laughed. "I ended up here...I've been looking into everything around here, and what you saw is merely half of the information on the Brotherhood." "But, you know, Vecked," he said, sobering. "I hope you know what you're doing; you're blaming someone you know nothing about for hundreds of deaths instigated by you..."
Atilio patted himself up and down, then shrugged. "Not at the moment."
Atilio Ecklund let the shadows drop from him. "Remember me now?" he asked dryly.
"It never ceases to amaze me," Enigma said after a moment. "How similar I feel the two of us are. I felt as you do, I acted as you did." "But there is a fundamental difference between me and you," Enigma sighed. "I changed. I found my purpose. Find yours." And with that, Enigma disappeared, leaving Vecked alone with Atilio Ecklund.
"Vecked. Don't push me," Enigma said, and the man disappeared as the only thing in the universe became Enigma and Vecked. "You don't who you're tangling with. And I don't mean Scourge." He smiled slightly, and began walking around Vecked. "You're full of holes," Enigma said. "You're ruthless, but you justify your actions with hypocritical and often contradictory statements. Such as, and I quote, 'the current goal is to disrupt the system that an evil organization has created,' yet when faced with evidence to suggest otherwise, you throw it away, by suggesting, and again I quote, 'a man being a decent person may change their minds, but not mine...'" "Who are you, Vecked?" Enigma asked, leaning forward. "Who are you?"
