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Uncle crusty strikes again.

Uncle crusty strikes again.

Ic bein I just kicked your ass.

Rexitus entered the mansion quietly. He had not felt anyone's inertia when entering, seeing that everything was fine. He closed the door behind him as five Dusks appeared into being. "Search for anyone. Bring them to me if that's the case. I do not want anyone witnessing my plans." He said to them. They flew away, leaving the Timekeeper's Wrath to do his own business.

The thing about Rexitus was that he wasn't born like most Nobodies, because he was born without memories other than a name, and the Keyblade. He entered the library, and saw that the floor gave way to an underground lab. As he walked down the steps, he thought about Lexeain. The girl was beautiful, a graceful fighter, and a true companion. But she was somehow strange, familiar in Rexitus's eyes. He trusted her with his life, but her last comment left him bewildered. If he was going to find answers, the machines in this place would give him an answer.
Maybe he could find out who he was, before he became a Nobody.


Meanwhile, Lexeain watched as the Heartless and Nobodies attacked various townspeople, sometimes working together. From a hidden face, her stomach gnawed nervously as she watched the people turn into Heartless and Nobodies. Lexeain felt that this was wrong. She may have been on the dark side, but she was rejected by both light and dark upon rebirth. But the power inside was telling her that this was completely unethical. Her thoughts turned to Rexitus. The boy she had used to know wouldn't have allowed this. If he had only known who he had been.

Ze Operator​

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Location: Lower District​

Mood: Observant/Serious​

Objective: Take down the machine/Repair any collateral damage​

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"Guys! If someone can back me up...I can keep it focused on me while everyone else takes it down!"​

Operator heard a voice through the comm system attached to one of his ears. Focus on him? Operator thought that he was the distraction. Ah well, if the guys wants to risk killing himself, that was fine. Operator soon saw a reddish-blur moving in and around the bot, causing confusion. It was time to move in.​

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Ze Operator began to run in a circle around the roof. He willed his movement to speed up and he became a blur. He knew that he shouldn't speed himself too fast, otherwise, his biological clock would also be affected. As soon as he was fast enough, he willed an exit wormhole to open not far down the street from where the bot was standing. The wormhole directed towards the mounted gun on the shoulder of the bot. Operator thought that if he sped up and hit the gun with his legs, the amount of velocity plus the amount of his own weight would increase the amount of force that would output to take out the gun. The attack probably would probably break the gun long enough to immobilize the bot, maybe indefinitely.​

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With that thought secured, Operator finally opened the entrance wormhole and streaked in, coming out of the previously-opened wormhole. He barrel-rolled through the air, sticking his legs out as his both of his feet connected with the gun's stem. The force was enough to break at least 7 bones in both of Operator's feet, and both of his ankles. But the force was enough to break the gun. The impact of the attack made both the entire weight of Tanker and Operator's impetus cancel out, causing Operator to fly backward, and Tanker skid backward with his shoulder hitting and lodging inside one of the buildings. Operator righted himself and landed with one hand on the ground and his skidding, broken feet. The pain was so excruciating that Operator's own body actually begun repairing itself with a subconscious time-reversal. As he felt his bones break once again back into place with a time reversion, making him wince, he saw that the bot was getting back up. ​

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"You have got to be kidding." Operator thought indignantly, "That attack was supposed to make that thing stay down for at least 3 minutes, if not 5! This bot must have been made by lighter materials. At least the shoulder mount is disabled." Operator looked at the mounted gun. It looked like it was glitching, as if Tanker couldn't aim it right. It would probably wouldn't fire right after that. Operator turned and pointed at the guy in the red jumpsuit, pointed at the rest of the group, then pointed at the Tanker, who was about to attack again. Operator turned back to Tanker again and then slipped a hand on the hilt of his Zweihander and pulled as he slipped the blade into his hand. He held it in his right hand, pulling it right up to right ear, and and held out his left palm, going into his battle stance. Time to take down this tin-top.​

Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio/Elaine Vitrusio
Location: OmegaTech Facility-Entrance to the Briefing Room
Time: 12:59 PM
Mood: (Darcy) Excited/Amazed (Elaine) Monotone
3/7 Days

Darcy was amazed by what he saw when he entered the main building. The floors and the structures were metallic white and the roof opened to a skylight. Different building signified different shops and recreation, including arcades, shops, and there was even a small park. Different people, Enhancermorphs and scientists, roamed the these places. Some of the Enhancermorphs were either on skateboards, bikes, scooters, rollerblades, the works. Strangely, the building looked a little too small to be this big on the inside. Dr. Callistarr saw the look of wonderment on Darcy's face and explained, "This entire facility uses something we call Subspace Interiority. Courtesy of two fellow Enhancermorphs with the power to use wormholes and the other to manipulate energy. Over there is the Battle Hall," Dr. Callistarr said pointing towards a large circular building at the right top corner of the entire facility,"That is a place where you spar other Enhancermorphs, or you go settle an argument. Occasionally, we would have tournaments, and everyone is eligible to join in. Some scientists themselves are Enhancermorphs!"

Darcy didn't say anything. He just couldn't. All of this..was so much! He was not only amazed by what he saw, he was itching to try it all out. But he restrained himself. He was about to ask about what else there was, until Dr. Calistarr said, "Ah, here comes Elaine Vitrusio, your new battalion leader.
Elaine walked quietly up to the scientist and the new recruit. She was very surprised to see that the doctor had recruited another geek into the mix. The guy looked like that he would topple if she pushed her over. Likewise, Darcy thought that the goth girl in front of him would probably kill a man with the killer gaze that she had.
"Elaine, I want you to meet Darcy Tullepio." Dr. Callistarr introduced, "He will be in your battalion. You know the rules of showing the recruits around don't you?"
"Yes, actually, I do, sir." Elaine said. Darcy shivered slightly. Even the girl's voice was chilly. The girl raised her left hand, and said to him, "Elaine. Leader of the Sigma-B4 Battalion. Pleasure to meet you." Elaine smiled thinly.

Darcy took the hand, and the next second later, he regretted it. He was forced immediately to the floor, his shaking hand behind his back as the girl held it there, standing over him as his face hit the floor. "I like a person who's alert, maggot," Elaine hissed in his ear. Her arms were cold against his skin. Darcy turned to see what was making them cold, and noticed that Elle's hands had crystallized. Power over ice.
"Get up, or I'll break your arm."Elle growled at him. Darcy tried, but his arm was tied back at a bad angle, restricting movement. He needed to think quickly. He soon realized the floor was metallic. It was hardened steel, but metal nonetheless. His way out.

"You want alert?" Darcy grunted. He hit a fist to the metal floor. The floor broke away, revealing hundreds of metal bars broken by his own fist. He wills the metal to form around his arm. Like a bunch of liquid, the metal melts and rises upward from the ground and forms around his wrist into a metallic ball. Elle throws her free hand and freezes Darcy's free hand, now shaped inside a metallic, grey ball. Darcy counters it by activating his 'build'. Greenish electrical lines appear around the ball, and the ice melts to water. Elaine's eyes widen, and after she blinks, a blunt force hits the side of cheek. She topples backward and rights herself, landing on her own two feet. Darcy was standing, staring at a bruised and glaring Elle. Darcy holds up his iron fist, and the metal melted off his hand as it flowed back into the ground, filling into the crater Darcy had first made, as he said, "I'll give you something to be alert about."

Dr. Callistarr clapped slowly, startling the two from their battle trance. The both looked at him as he said,"Bravo, you two. I believe that I have made an excellent paring. Elaine, he shall be in your squad, for sure. He might prove useful for your next mission tomorrow."
Elle stood, replying,"So that's why you called us to the Briefing Room. I knew that you wouldn't call us to this place just for one newbie."
"NEWBIE?!" Darcy exclaimed, "I just beat you while you were trying to incapacitate me! How does that count me being a newbie?"
Elle gave him a sarcastic look."You risked yourself into getting eliminated. I could've killed you in 57 different ways, but by protocol, I'm supposed to make sure you're detained. In short, you didn't pay attention."
"You both will have plenty of time to settle that notion in the Battle Hall." Dr. Callistarr said, ending the feud, "For now, we need to get this meeting started. The rest of your battalion have all ready been mobilized and already on there way. Which reminds me Elle," Dr. Callistarr turned to Elaine, "Aren't you forgetting someone?"
Elle thought. Then she did a gently facepalm.

"Rachel." Elle groaned,"She doesn't respect the Androids. I'll go get her." She takes off, occasionally sliding over ice bridges she made.
"Friendly, isn't she?" Dr. Callistarr asked Dracy, smiling. Darcy only grunted, and pushed the door open leading to the Briefing Room.

Can someone please tell me what's going on? Last time I checked, I can't be on Skype cuz I'm cut off.

ACCEPTED.
Welcome to Enhancermorphs, Lord-insan-E-O

wait, why the end?
I thought everyone would pair up before the end..
:(
Why!!???? *Bawls*

Location: McDonalds
Mood: Stressed/Helpless/Severely Upset
OOC: ...

Adrian cracked his neck again, returning to normal again, just in time for a counselor to start shuffling everyone out. Whatever he had said this time may have had the decision to leave, because he couldn't remember. Did he just....?
Adrian did a facepalm and sighed. He can't even talk to people normally without having to blank out. Or did his second personality shift control?

Adrian didn't know anymore. He just turned and walked away. If Sophie had decided to laugh, he didn't care, he'd already lost. If Pierce didn't talk to him, he didn't care. He'd already lost his relationship status with her. If Julius took action, he didn't care. He'd already lost the majority of the group's trust anyway. He went to the bathroom. No one was there. He put a hand to his face and rubbed it. He just didn't know how to control the stress. It was too overwhelming. The three accidents, Toni's death, Pierce's cold shoulder, Sophie's stupid rationality to shove Lexi and him off, and the rest of the group's mistrust....and then his brain began to reel.
All he could do now was one klutzy move.

He looked in the mirror, drew a right fist and smashed it. The mirror instantly shattered, severely cutting Adrian's right hand, and permanently shattering Adrian's thought control, making him go into an immediate depression. He grabbed a few paper towel's and wrapped them around his knuckles, putting pressure on the wound. He turned on his heel, then walked out the door. He accidentally bumped shoulders with Pierce, but Adrian didn't care. All he wanted was to get away from all the pain. He threw his hoodie over his face and walked out the door. He climbed up to the truck's rear, and sat in the loneliest corner in the back, curling into a shadowy ball. For once in Adrian's entire life, Adrian felt truly alone. All his emotions slowly disappeared, leaving nothing but a cold black hole in his heart, as he pulled something of an emotionless expression. He was completely alone. And he wanted to stay that way.

Adrian reopened his eyes just to see his entire group squabbling. It was already starting to piss him off. They were squabbling to the point where Adrian could literally...

Adrian cracked his neck and his eyes rolled back into his head for a second. He stood, an angry look on his face as he yelled at his entire group, "ALL OF YOU MAGGOTS, SHUT UP!"
It didn't matter if they had been listening or not, Max turned towards Julius who was holding a chubby boy by his shirt collar and growled "Let the tub of a lard ass run. That's what cowards always do, and besides, if you got the truck keys on you, he can't go anywhere but walk."

"As for the rest of you," Max's guttural voice reached everyone, primarily the one's grieving over the loss of the three who are dead, "Let me just lay one card on the table: I'm not trying to act like a leader, because nobody died to make me one, and I doubt anyone would want me as one. But you all have to stop SCREAMING! Yes, the three people are dead, but I've already made my peace, even though I never knew them and I never will get to know them. So just please calm down! You're making enough of a scene as it is!"


"Call me all rude if you like. But you either have to decide to go, or to stay. By the looks of this entire commotion, the police are probably en route now."

Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio
Location: OmegaTech Facility
Time: 12:52 PM
Mood: Excited/Nervous

"We're here." Darcy raised his head from the seat and looked out the window. The entire building was on the outskirts of the island, so it stood out among the scenery. But what was strange was that the facility itself looked like an entire city. Darcy's eyes widened as the vehicle drove around a circle, and entered a small, circular parking lot. On the steps was Dr. Callistarr.

"Good afternoon Darcy." Dr. Callistarr said warmly, "Glad you could make it." Dr. Callistarr was a middle-aged man withlight blonde hair, pale green eyes, and a kind smile."Your luggage will be attended to. Come. Time to meet your battalion."
Darcy followed him and asked, "We have battalions sir?"
"You naturally are allowed to roam the facility during the afternoons, but yes, you are assigned battalions." Dr. Callistarr explained, "At this facility, we are very flexible. By you helping us with research and protecting certain parts of the world, we, in exchange, give you money, an education, shelter, food and water, and a new life. When you wake up, you do your daily education on a daily basis for 5 days a week, then in the afternoon, you are given the freedom to roam the city like an adult. But this doesn't mean that you don't have missions to do."

Darcy nodded, keeping up with what the doctor was saying. It seemed like an easy life. It looked simple enough.
"Now," Callistarr stated, "Onwards and upwards, Darcy! We've got a big day ahead of us and a big life ahead of you!"

OOC reedited.
Next time, try to have a little more variety when it comes to the Ut Mali, don't just revolve it around one of the characters (Or it's duplicates.).

Adrian opened his eyes in time to see Pierce go over to where Sophie and another boy were sitting, and sat down. Adrian can visibly see that they were chatting, but occasionally looking at him. He saw Sophie smiling at him. But it wasn't warm, but frigid.

It was like she was baiting him to either come over, confirming him to be a "stalker" in any case, or leave her be, and show that he didn't care for her. It looked like a no win situation
"This girl knows what I want. She knows who I care for. She looks like she wants me to destroy myself, lower my reputation. I won't give that to her."

Then there was the sudden death of 3 individual's deaths. Adrian took a sip as one of them was talking to a girl, completely ripping off from Doctor Who. And for some reason, it actually fit. He stood and walked quietly walked to the booth. They seemed to die of total organ failure to unknown causes. Adrian's yellow eyes scanned the body of an elegant young woman, right at the prime of her youth, a burly man who looked to be a bruiser, and the boy, the one who ripped off Doctor who.

He felt sentimentality towards the three, knowing that he did not know those three, and he will never get to know them. But, he could do one last thing, that would make him happy. The other people that were sitting at the booth looked shaken. Adrian didn't blink an eye. Instead, he bowed his head low, closed his eyes, and put his right hand to his forehead, to his chest, then to his left and his right. "In death, may you be triumphant." He said aloud, to the people at the booth. After that, he closed the eyes of the burly man, the elegant woman, and, to what Adrian would probably him later on in his life, even though he never knew him, the man who lived on.
After he was done, Adrian placed the Coke cup onto the table, and returned to his booth and stared straight into Sophie's eyes. For some reason, Sophie actually reminded of the Weeping Angel, probably an afterthought from what he heard.

Adrian cracked his neck, and shrugged, smiling at Sophie, not Pierce, but Sophie. If there was anything that was going to make him smile, it was going to be smiling in Sophie's face when she's the wrong way backwards. His smile turned neutral, as he lay his head back again, and relaxed. The "Goodbye sentiment" somehow made him feel better. A first.

Adrian listened carefully to what Julius said. He knew very well that his relationship with Pierce was off to a shaky start. He looked at the window to where Pierce was sitting, then back to Eyepatch. Adrian nodded and walked in to the McDonalds.

Thank God he had bought $50 along. Even though it had gotten wet at the ferry accident, but it was pretty useful. He payed for a Coke, and went to sit. He sat a table near Pierce's, but he didn't acknowledge her presence. If she wanted to talk, she would come to him.

He sipped some of the Coke and closed his eyes again. This thing has been one mess after another. The last thing that they needed was a disease spreading among them. He put both of his hands to his face, rubbing his eyes, and he stretched. As every bone in snipped and cracked, he felt a little better.
"God, Toni," Adrian said softly, "What the hell did you sign us up for? Certainly not for this."

Adrian got out of the truck. He was about to move toward the given location, when Julius stopped by a girl, who had began to cry. He had been meaning to talk to somebody about what had happened, and Pierce wasn't here. So the only person he could probably talk to was an adult. And the only adult was Julius.

He walked over to Julius and tapped his shoulder. The expression on his face was unreadable, but he was feeling a tug of pity. He looked at the girl, then back at Julius. "Whatever I did Julius, I'm sorry. This all seems to be my fault. I...I wasn't myself. You can persecute me like Sophie, but the facts are is that we need to stick together. Lexi may have murdered someone, but in case someone attacks us, we'll be able to defend ourselves."

"I'm not saying that we didn't do something wrong, we did, but I'm apologizing in advance. I don't want to leave this group, because I have something to live for. I already lost my sister, Julius. Please don't make me part with Pierce." Adrian said more quietly to him. He waited for a response and hoped that he spoke well. He then looked away from Julius and at the windows of McDonalds and he saw Pierce. Something in his gut told him not to go, but he wanted to talk to her. If Julius didn't forgive him, who else would? As soon as he got an answer from the counselor

Rexitus and Lexeain came out of a portal in Twilight Town, but at the sandlot. "This is beginning to become a little awkward." Rexitus said to his companion, "They do realize that we are Nobodies? Because if they did, they would realize that we do as they please. And we can't really summon Heartless. Can we?"
Lexeain only sighed, "I do question that superior's motives, but we have to keep sticking to the plan. For one, I can't summon Heartless because I rejected darkness. So I'm picked clean of any shard of it in my body. You, on the other hand, can summon only Purebloods. After all, you did become an Antiform before."
Rexitus gave Lexeain a double take after her last comment. "And could you mind explaining how exactly do you know this?"
Lexeain gulped. "I dunno.."Lexeain replied quickly, "What you were producing back there during the fight was pure corruption, and the way you sounded was like you somehow accepted the darkness, embraced it even. Maybe you bonded with it and became an Antiform even before you became a Nobody."
Rexitus considered this thought for a little, then spoke, "You could be right. And from what my crazier side said, I have a father that's a redo of Pyramid Head, but why break the 4th Wall when we have a mission to complete?"
He snapped his fingers, and surprisingly, a few Shadows emerged. In turn, Lexeain snapped her fingers and a few Dusks appeared.
"As two Nobodies summoned both an armada of Heartless and a battalion of Nobodies, they fight for one cause, and one cause alone: Distraction. For both the dark users...."
".....And for us to carry out our second objective."Lexeain said, finishing her companion's sentence.
"Right. You go around the town, cause havoc, and collect more troops. I shall go to the old mansion. Speaking of which, do you have the other Power Harness?"
Lexeain put a hand into her cloak, and threw the device at Rexitus. Rexitus caught it with one of his wormholes and put on his smiling mask.
"Good luck, Angel."
"Likewise, Grim Reaper."
These were the code names they occasionally used. Since this was both an intelligence capture/diversion, they would use the names. The two disappeared, beginning their mission.

I wish Slenderman would be part of the death wishes. But then again, me over the top + realism issues
But hey, it's an okay option in my opinion. A little suggestion doesn't really hurt. (No pun intended.) :P

"A - Alright, that's enough, you two. This isn't the t - time or the place." Said a counselor next to Adrian said. "A - Alright, everyone i - in . . . Noëlle should sit ride shotgun -- rest your head, too -- Lexi should sit in the back, since she's bleeding, make sure you're head is t - tipped back to slow the bleeding and breath th - through your mouth . . . And Sophie will ride in the back too, y - you and Adrian need to stay away from - each o - other . . . And Aislin, so she can catch he - her breath . . . The rest of us will pile in the pickup . . ." The guys sounded traumatized.

"Gladly. I'm tired of wasting my breath on an apathetic little girl. I'm more human then her, for sure." Adrian said flatly. Adrian then stood and went to the defined position. All this emotion was getting to his head. A day ago, Adrian had been traumatized with the death of his sister. Now, his heart was hard, Sophie's harsh words adding to that notion. Not even the cold air got to him.

He lay his head and as they drove, he thought and he thought. The things that he puts up with...it drove him up a wall. This had to be a nightmare, but Adrian knew it wasn't because his eyes were wide open.