OOC: I don't know if your tone was sarcastic or not, so I won't respond, Nulix...XP. BIC: Pharell watched the negotiations go underway. He wasn't as worried as before, well, of course he was worried about the sea of chaos, but there was something that felt wrong about this in the pit of his stomach.
OOC: Uh, Nulix...Dark Olympia is gone...All mythology based worlds were since Ragnarok...
OOC:Wait...Who are the bad guys again?
OOC: *bands head on desk repeatedly due to pointless argument* BIC: Tul Raijin sat down as things seemed to have calmed down. *** Pharell watched as Skinnar fell. There was nothing he could due a this point, but wait...Until he was captured as well... *** Xane and the others waited for Darxess to arrive...
OOC: We're kind of getting out of hand... BIC: Tul Raijin sighed and stood up. It may be time for him to play peace keeper.
OOC: I know...But I don't think DK was trying to really have Wirdikov actually fight Skinnar in the first place...
OOC: Looks like the Nulix rant came after all. Nulix, I understand your frustration, but to be fair....The Brotherhood isn't made of normal humans...
OOC: must've missed that in your old post. It's edited.
Pharell's parachute shot up out of his gear. jhe would land on top of some old crumbled ruins. *** "Where is Darxess anyway?" Xane asked. "'Cause I have a feeling, we'll be needed sooner than originally intended."
Pharell took to the controls once more as the pilot was beheaded. He knew he had to act quickly. "You know this is going to get worse before it gets better, right?" Pharell asked, activating the ship's shield. OOC: Hey, Jaxed's online!
OOC: What did Coaxtus do to deserve a beheading? XP. BIC: Xane continued to watch the broadcast.
"Me?" Pharell asked. "I'd rather go home first. My wife's probably had a heart attack after she saw that." *** "Does anyone know if this thing will have any repeat airings?" Xane asked. "I want to know how all of that started."
Raijin sat back, blocking himself from the debris. He watched Wirdikov confront the U.P.A agents, with slight interest.
Finally getting a good signal, Xane saw the Skinnar, Coaxtus, and Pharell deflecting bullets from Brotherhood soldiers as a shadowy figure looked on. "That's Scourge?" Xane asked. *** Tul Raijin looked as if he barely acknowledged Skinnar's words, only glancing at him as he walked away, before turning back to close the door.
"Nothing but static," Xane said, flipping through the U.P.A channels. "Try wiggling the antenna," Venture joked, as he walked on board the ship with Mellodia. "Funny," Xane frowned. "Where were you two anyway?" "Discussing things," Venture answered.
OOC: You guys got me so caught up in this, that I forgot I was working on the RPG. BIC: Pharell sat there, wondering what Scourge would show Skinnar.
Pharell wanted to pipe up and say he had a bad feeling about the way this was going, but Skinnar knew what he was doing...
Pharell was still nervous. His sweat was pouring over his face onto his new uniform. *** "That still doesn't answer my question," Xane said. OOC: DK, you know we just have to wait for Darxess, right? Noxas has been with us.
Pharell sat down and looked at Skinnar, wondering what he could possibly say. *** "What's beyond that mountain?" Xane asked. OOC: Don't miss Nulix's post on the last page.
Pharell was slightly nervous. Scourge was a wild card. No telling if his intentions would be benevolent or not...
