second leaf [bbs/open action for training center]

[tortileghostwriter]

[First, a private message...]

strider
begin running

[And then public.]

for better or for worse it seems ive been roped into this ridiculous date auction
while ill deal with the cause of the problem i suppose that while my presence as part of the proceedings is bothersome to say the least it cant hurt to entertain it
the banquet doesnt start until i enter the mead hall after all

on a much lighter note garden allow me to share a particular track with you all
it comes from the album that changed the face of drum and bass forever
ladies and gentlemen prepare
to hold
your
color

- tortileGhostwriter

[And then an audio embed, courtesy of a file transfer from the Hubtop...]

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[After all of this, David can be found in the Training Center. As opposed to his standard saber, or the weapon with a remarkable resemblance to a lightsaber, he's holding something...different. A scimitar with a black blade, crackling with energy, looking less like it was there and more like a scar on the world, like dead pixels and is it shifting? A group of monsters is across from him. He holds the junctioning device in his offhand, looking at it for a moment. The name "YGGDRASIL" still stands out on the interface. Better to be sure...

He junctions her.]

Little solace comes...

[Summoning.]

To those who grieve...

[Darkness descends. The temperature in the room drops to precisely freezing.]

When thoughts keep drifting...

[The walls, floor, and ceiling of the room turn black. Featureless.]

As walls keep shifting...

[Vast endless corridors open up on the walls.]

And this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves...

[A spiral staircase forms behind him, leading down somewhere. Who knows where. A noise like a low growl becomes audible throughout the room.]

moments before the wind.

Yggdrasil.

[A sound comes, like the shifting of great tree limbs, like a great rustling of paper. A great hulking thing, vaguely human and female in shape but clearly monstrous, a face like a mask, bearing a smile like empty windows. A vast cloak of paper, long arms, with hands that were less hands now and more tentacle-like claws. A soft, definitely female voice, came almost like a whisper.]

David dear, don't be afraid...

[He dismissed her. Quickly. He didn't know what he was expecting, but he couldn't deal with her actually being present. The room swiftly returned to normal appearance and temperature, the light and heat returning. Now, to deal with the monsters.

Simple enough.]

[OOC note: Though it's a YouTube embed OOCly, for IC purposes, it's audio.]

Comments

[PM]

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ .......does he mean it? ]

[PM]

[tortileghostwriter]

[Even if he does, he's not going to do anything.

Well, apart from maybe sit on top of you and eat a sandwich he stole from somewhere.

Really, he's just making a point.]



its not advisable
but do as you will

[PM]

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ She's in the library. HE WILL NEVER LOOK THERE. ]

[PM]

[tortileghostwriter]

alea iacta est
the chase
is on

[Who's already zipping around Garden? THIS GUY.]

[brofessrstrider.livejournal.com]

[]

[tortileghostwriter]

[Doesn't get to the message just yet, obviously. He doesn't spot Bro either, but he's got the Stairmitar and Lensing Aegis in hand. With a great swing he hews one of the monsters down the middle, swinging around immediately to take out yet another.

He's moving quickly--not quite up to snuff with Dave, but faster than he should be. His sword style is distinct from the usual Strider approach, relying more on footwork and quick thrusts and slashes, but it's obvious that he knows very well how to use what he's holding.]

[brofessrstrider.livejournal.com]

[]

[action]

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

[Fenris was only in the training center as part of his tour to get himself acquainted with the place he so contemptuously regarded as a temporary home at best. He hadn't expected to witness a summon, didn't even know for sure that it was a summon and not the para-magic going out of control, as he was so sure it eventually would.

But once he saw it, he couldn't just walk away. Too much rage in his veins now.

He swept out of the trees and shadows as David dismissed Yggdrasil, falling into place at his side in combat against the monsters. He seemed only half-here, luminescent blue-white and ghostly, ethereal despite the very solid and very large sword he held in both hands.]

I disagree.

[action]

[tortileghostwriter]

Oh?

[Well. This newcomer was interesting.]

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

[A sidelong glance, intent and dark.]

I disagree with the demon.

You should be afraid.

[totallynotaspaz.livejournal.com]

[TORTILEGHOSTWRITER? SURELY THAT CAN'T BE ANYONE I KNOW!]

[tortileghostwriter]

[WE HAVE OBVIOUSLY NEVER SPOKEN BEFORE]

its annoying but im certain that ill manage

as well you should

- david

[totallynotaspaz.livejournal.com]

[BBS]

[worthyheir]

It appears most of us have been nominated against our knowledge.

[BBS]

[tortileghostwriter]

unsurprising to say the least
perhaps a spartacus solution would solve the problem

Re: [BBS]

[worthyheir]

I am... unfamiliar with that maneuver.

[waylights.livejournal.com]

[ She's not very far away from David in the training center: far enough that she's got room to keep a t-rexaur busy, but close enough that she can distinctly feel the pulse of energy when he begins summoning.

It rips through her. The black energy is like a quake, and she has just enough time to flip out of reach of the dinosaur's snapping teeth before it makes her legs weak. She stumbles, catches herself, moves back and turns towards the source. She comes crashing through the bush just in time to spot the ancient, rasping thing for one second before it vanishes, leaving behind nothing but a boy with the faint outline of a dark, wizened tree around him.

A tree. A tree.

Her power bursts out, she's glowing, she doesn't care, she advances on him like a battering ram. ]

What just happened, cadet?

[tortileghostwriter]

[He turns around as she approaches, mildly surprised by the glow but not saying anything on it. His shadow moves. When he speaks...]

A test of my personal GF. It was a mistake.

[waylights.livejournal.com]

[ She resists the urge to reach out with her magic and pin down his shadow, thinking it might hurt him; despite her countenance, she's hardly eager to take down a cadet. ]

It certainly was. How much control do you have over it?

just BBS!

[ragesnake.livejournal.com]

BBS

[tortileghostwriter]

[You know, it's kind of sad that your older AU counterpart is more easily recognizable to him as one of the trolls over text than you are. Give him a minute.]

given your colored courier and predilection for caps lock i would assume that youre an alternate version of vantas
though the gray text is entirely unfamiliar
how strange

BBS

[ragesnake.livejournal.com]

[Sad and irritating beyond belief to Karkat. He boggles for a while.]

[action]

[batmansphoenix.livejournal.com]

[Magic was never Jason's thing, but that shit was impressive, so hear him clap.]

Niiiiice.

[action]

[tortileghostwriter]

[Give him a second to cleave through another Grat with the crackling blade. Little bit of a smirk.]

I do my best to entertain.

[action]

[batmansphoenix.livejournal.com]

Bet you do.

[He raises an eyebrow] What was with the woman's voice though? Seemed kinda random.