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  1. "I am in position." Elekteri's synthesized robotic voice came through the crystal, accompanied by the faint buzz of electricity. It proved easy for the rogue android to move about the fort in the guise of a guard droid. He had made his way quickly to a security room and used his electrical generator to subdue the guard by sending a current through his brain while he was focused on the cameras, and tying him down to the chair. This was certainly not where a defective runaway bot would typically expect to end up; most would be hunted down by their creators and either reprogrammed or scrapped. But not D-313C7R1C, or as he was now known, Elekteri Volttas. As far as his would-be pursuers are aware, Elekteri was taken offline after being brought down by Aphelion. His processor, which had malfunctioned during the initial test run of his generator and caused him to go haywire, was repaired and properly insulated to prevent another incident, and he was given his alias and a few upgrades that allowed finer control over the channeling of electricity through his body. The cameras provided a good view of most of the fort, inside and out, and Elekteri could easily silence any patrolmen that may intrude. "I will watch for trouble and await your signal."
  2. Alright, ths is getting ridiculous. At no point have any of us made any implication that we want you gone. If you dont your characters to be cursed, go ahead and say they remove the curses. Nothing and nobody is stopping you from doing that. I don't like getting railroaded any more than you or anyone else. I wish you could've seen how I reacted when my character got genderbent into a female in an RP I was in on the town of salem forums. I freaked the fuck out at first, until it occured to me that it really wouldn't really have a significant effect on anything. I get your point of view, having been there myself, but you kinda have to come to the same realization eventually. And for the record, if you were to turn our characters into birds or feathers, I'm certain we would find some way to play it up and make a joke of it.
  3. I wasn't trying to tell you what to do. I don't play at trying being some kind of authority figure, here or anywhere else. I give suggestions. I specifically stated what I wasnt saying you should leave, I was just pointng out that it seems to me that you're looking things in a more serious light than the rest of us, and that by looking at it less as flagrant railroading and seeing how you could have a bit of fun with the situation, you could create a more enjoyable experience for yourself. We've been playing the Cursor's curses for comedy for the most part, and it's been fun for us. I will admit I could've worded my earlier statement better, and I also misread the bit about Akor and Lanmo being powerful enough to get rid of the curses as being powerful to not be cursed, so I apollogize for that. And I'll say again that I'm not telling you to leave or change how you do things. I'm sure you wouldn't expect aany of us to change to accomodate you, and none of us are expecting you to change to accomodate us.
  4. Michael, you gotta lghten up a little my dude. It's exactly what it says on the tin; a light-hearted rule free RP. If you're really gonna take issue with your characters getting little temporary curses because you feel they're too powerful to be cursed, this may not be for you. I'm not saying I want you to leave or that I think it would be better for you if you did, just maybe try to adjust your mindset a little.
  5. In the midst of the chaos that ensued around him after demanding Henry let his associates go and Henry completely misunderstanding, Trey reflected on his past misdeeds. Surely it was his criminal record that served as the reason he was dragged into this bizarre and unfortunate adventure. And opting to become an actual devil probably wasn't winning him any points either. Whatever the case, he daydreamed about other unpleasant places he could be that would still be large improvements. School, jail, his aunt's house, they all sounded very enticing. Then he started thinking about Tiandi Wushu. How would he ever face them again? Would his master even still accept him as a student, knowing that he was relying on the power of an unholy artifact? Suddenly these thoughts burned away, replaced by a voice. The sword's voice. "True Devils haven't any such petty mortal attachments! Free your mind of doubts and fears, and unleash upon this world my full power! The very ground you tread will quake as you pass, as will the souls of those would seek to defeat you! Let the fires of Hell burn away your weak human half, and become immortal!" "burn it away... ?" The corners of his mouth curled into a sinister grin. "...Yeah, that sounds good." patterns of light raced across Trey's body as his transformed state finally progressed to its final stage. His bloodstream became pure energy, and the many marks and scars that marred his body after the underground escapade vanished. His exasperation-induced daydreaming gave way to reality, and he surveyed his surroundings. "Uh, sorry, I spaced for a hot minute, what'd I miss?"
  6. I've gotten way too far behind... how should I even go about catching up at this point?
  7. This is pretty neat. Think you could do my guy Trey Tyrrell? Description's as follows: Light skinned, short dark brown hair, no facial hair. Current outfit is a white tank, blue jeans, brown belt, white shoes, silver necklace and a red bandanna around his head. I don't really have a reference image, so hopefully this will be enough.
  8. The giant had failed to grab Trey, who's body was still incorporeal from the curse. The one-eyed behemoth didn't seem to notice this however, as he set off regardless. Trey followed close behind until they reached the fortress. (Fuck dude, when does shit wear off? I can't do anything like this!) He didn't think it remotely odd that the giant would take them to a mountain fortress until he said he brought them there because the doctor wanted to play with them. A feeling of dread washed over him as knew all to well that by "play with", he meant "experiment on". Trey valued both his freedom and his life far too much to be a mad scientist's lab rat, but although his curse would allow him to escape, it would eventually wear off, it would only be a matter of time before he was found and caught. Even at his best he doubted he could fight against whatever creature the doctor would send after him. The situation seemed hopeless and he didn't join in Erin and Meritio's attempts to persuade the giant to hide them away. He was prepared to give up until the malevolent energy that radiated from his arm dissipated briefly before reforming in the form of a cloud of darkness before him, from which the demon sword that bound itself to him manifested, glowing bright as ever. It seemed as if the cursed blade could feel his despair and was offering it's power as the only solution to ensure his survival. Trey thought for sure he left it behind, and was shocked to see that it was still in his possession. Using it's power again was the last thing he wanted to do, remembering what it turned him into the first time. It wasn't something he wanted to experience again, but it was looking like it may be the only way out. Trey hesitantly began extending his hand towards the weapon, but pulled back in surprise at the sudden appearance of a portal, and the armored figure that emerged from it who demanded the giant let his companions go, while casting magic at it. His attention returned to the sword, and though he was unsure of how he would even use it, he reached out again. The sword's haunting light grew yet brighter, and an intense rush energy channeled into Trey's body. As before, a transformation began to take place, but this time, he embraced it fully, allowing it's influence into his body and soul immediately, along with his mind. The long, flowing white hair and glowing red eyes and markings were ever present, but his skin also began turning a dark shade of red, and piercing orange pupils became visible in his eyes. Long, upward curved horns grew from his forehead, his teeth turned razor sharp, and to top it all off, he grew to at least the same height as the giant, and his muscles expanded greatly. The sword changed from as well, growing as long as Trey was tall, the blade maintaining it's shape, but glowing shades of bright red and orange like it was a blade of pure energy. Having regained corporeality, he took up the sword and faced the giant. Despite the menacing nature of this new form, Trey's demeanor was significantly calmer than last time. It seemed that he had greater control of himself, perhaps as a result of changing willingly. He spoke in a low, yet thunderous tone, his voice not sounding as warped as before. "If you don't put them down now, I'll slice you up and spread what's left of you all over Valucre."
  9. Trey had hardly more than a moment to react before his bags had been taken by the crew as they flooded onto the boat. He simply went with it and disembarked alongside the others without a word. It made no difference whether he carried his things or they did, as long as he got them back in one piece. The welcoming party was a bit of a surprise to him, but he figured it made sense that they would get a hero's welcome. He believed the day when he would be regarded as anything more than a street thug would be the day Hell froze over, and this day must've been cold one for sure. For a moment it all seemed so unreal to him, as though he was in a lucid dream. He took note of the way he and Ren had been eyed by Rahab. If she was at all concerned that they may have been biased in favor of men, those concerns were unfounded. He could speak for both of them in terms of their respect for fighting women. Much as he had no desire to associate with them, the female fighters of the underground scene certainly had his respect for how vicious they could be, and training with the lone female student of Tiandi had only served to further elevate his opinion of the opposite sex. And that realization seemed set in when Rahab saw the aforementioned Kotori. Thoughts about the illegal street scene he originally came up in flashed through Trey's mind, and he briefly reflected on how far he'd come since then, and how much further he could go. He was brought back to attention promptly as Raveena stepped forward to greet them. Her acknowledgment of their progress was an honor for him, though he knew the road ahead still stretched on for several miles, and it would a while yet before he reached that road's end. The journey so far had proven to be worth the struggle, and he had no intentions of abandoning it now. He followed along with the group into the carriage that awaited them, melting back comfortably into the seat. "Aw yeah, I could get used to this." This sort of luxury was certainly foreign to the Hell's Gate native, but he was enjoying every moment of it enormously. Rahab's questioning only of the women of Tiandi Wushu came as a slight annoyance. It seemed to him then that she simply wasn't approving of male warriors, but he was so amused by Kotori's reaction to being praised by their master and by Rahab kissing her to understand their school's name that he had to stifle a laugh, and quickly let it go. It seemed they would all just have to be thick-skinned with the brash royal. "That's a very unique way of learning a new language you got. Wish I coulda just done that when I was taking that foreign language class. Those pronunciations were tougher to master than any fighting technique I've learned so far, and that's sayin' something."
  10. I almost forgot. A while back, I was thinking of possible outcomes of Trey corrupting her and making her a living demon sword like his.
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