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Post by doctorzero on Sept 22, 2015 19:33:02 GMT -5
Jordan became more and more quiet as Arti (M, whatever) continued. By the time he was done, he put down the bandage on the bed and sat there.
...
"So. Let me get this straight. Some troll wound up getting one of your pranks, went nuts, and....murdered everyone."
Apt summary. Jordan looked up at Arti (M, whatever), expressionless.
"...well. Given that never happened to me, must be a different session."
...wait a minute.
"Did you say Aaron and Beth were here?"
Arti (screw it, the text shall dub him MARTI from now on) suddenly found himself grabbed by the shoulders.
"Where did you see them?!"
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Sept 22, 2015 19:42:07 GMT -5
(M looks a bit taken aback by Jordan's response)
!
==>
(M pushes Jordan off him to the best of his ability)
"D-Don't touch me!!"
==>
(M looks apologetic at what he's done)
"S-Sorry..."
==>
"Beth... she wasn't the Beth from my timeline... I don't know what timeline though..."
==>
(M looks down, rubbing his bandaged arm)
... But where...?
==>
"I'm afraid I don't know where exactly they are... I don't even know where I am..."
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Post by doctorzero on Sept 22, 2015 19:44:55 GMT -5
"S-sorry," Jordan mumbled. He should've figured Marti would react that way.
"It's just--well--okay, nevermind, that can wait. I managed to fix you up, we can--why don't we go look for them together?" he suggested. "The more the merrier, and all..."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Sept 22, 2015 19:58:03 GMT -5
(M gives a small nod)
==>
"I would like that... better four eyes than two..."
You know that Jordan might wonder where the joke is, but honestly, your joker nature got choked out of you for the most part.
==> Wonder why nobody's walked in yet.
(M looks around)
"You didn't knock out anyone to get in right...?"
==>
(He shrugs it off)
"Whatever, let's just get out of here. I don't like hospitals, doc... Not after... well, nevermind."
==>
(M taps the button on his iGlasses)
"Just let me send a message first..."
==>
--wolfenRegent [WR] began pestering gantzGun [GG] at ??:??--
WR: hey gantz it's me
WR: im alive and moving again
==> No...
(M takes on a weird expression and taps on his glasses a few more times)
WR: jordan's here hes alive too
WR: in fact he saved me
WR: but answer this for me
WR: where are you and beth
==>
(M's face becomes unreadable)
WR: and one more thing
WR: i failed as dante m arti
WR: so just call me m now
==>
(He looks surprised)
-MESSAGES NOT SENT-
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Post by doctorzero on Sept 22, 2015 20:02:03 GMT -5
"I...may have incapacitated one or two doctors on the way in, yes...." And if Jacob ever learns that he'll never let me hear the end of it, he thought privately.
"Either way, I'm disguised as a doctor, we can pretend I'm letting a patient get some fresh air or something. And if that level of bullsh*t doesn't work, I'll go for the Midas touch. Don't ask," he added upon Marti's confusion.
He walked over to the door and peeked out to see if anyone was approaching. No one. "Hallway's clear. By the way, I have to ask, why are you talking all formal and everything? Just occurred to me."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Sept 22, 2015 20:11:36 GMT -5
"... I... Nevermind... Just.. I'll follow you..."
==>
(Following Jordan's lead, M leaves the room)
==>
(The pair passes a paramedic... the one that took him away, in fact)
==>
"Nice to see you about, we should contact your friend"
"Yeah, I heal..."
==> . . .
(M goes bug-eyed)
Oh, FUCK.
YOU TWO NEED TO GET OUTTA HERE!!!!
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Post by doctorzero on Sept 22, 2015 20:26:02 GMT -5
WHACK!!!
The doctor falls, unconscious. Marti looked up at a rather unnerved Jordan.
"It was reflex! It happened before I thought it!" he claimed.
"HEY! What did you just do?!"
Jordan's immediate response was to grab Marti and start running.
"Crap crap crap crap crap--"
Once again, you have made things worse. Way to go, Jordan. No, really, way to go.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Sept 22, 2015 20:36:20 GMT -5
(M, grabbing Jordan's hand, is running right behind him)
"Jordan! What the actual hell there?!"
==>
"Just what... know what... I don't WANT to know!"
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(More running. The pair might have been seen, but neither really cares)
"Dumb question but..."
==>
(M looks around)
"Where'd you get in? We could go that way!!"
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Post by doctorzero on Sept 22, 2015 20:49:44 GMT -5
"You can yell at me about it later--heck, get in line while you're at it," Jordan grumbled. He could still hear yelling from behind them.
Eh, wouldn't be the first time he ran away from yelling people.
"Anyway, I broke in through a window on the first floor," he replied as the two ran up a staircase. "Assuming I find that room again, it shouldn't be too hard--"
Unfortunately, Murphy's Law clearly hated Jordan, because said stairs led to the cafeteria.
Full of people.
"...well, dammit."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Sept 22, 2015 21:11:25 GMT -5
"Eh heh..."
==>
(M is trying to desperately hide himself behind Jordan...)
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(Failing at that)
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(M whispers something into Jordan's ear)
"Okay... we're trapped... What do we do now...?"
==>
(He shuts his eyes, afraid to look anymore)
Hello life support... hello no chance of freedom or revenge...
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...
==> REMEMBER YOUR POWERS DUMBASS
(M looks like he's just remembered something)
D'oh.
==>
(M whispers into Jordan's ear again, though with a different expression)
"Jordan... I'm about to do something very stupid... it might get me too... if that's the case... get my body out of this place..."
==>
(A ball of light, this time solid, forms in M's hands)
==>
(M extends his arms, Saiyan-style...)
==>
(M fires the ball, which...)
"FRAYMOTIF!"
==>
(... explodes into a blinding burst of light, enough to hide an escape atte,pt)
"CHAMPAGNE SUPERNOVA!!"
==>
(M starts to collapse, looking drained)
Ah... that one attack took my strength...
==> Fade to black for real now.
(He starts to shut his eyes, falling onto Jordan)
Sleep... sounds nice now...
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Post by doctorzero on Sept 23, 2015 21:11:43 GMT -5
Getting the equivalent of looking directly at the sun to the eyeballs is not, contrary to popular belief, a pleasant experience.
Fortunately, it was what they needed, for when everyone was able to see properly, the two were gone.
"Crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap--!!"
Okay, yeah, Jordan forgot about the Fraymotif thing--including the fact that Marti could do that, apparently--but at least it helped. Except now he was carrying an unconscious Marti on his back as he ran for an exit.
All in all, he was not mentioning any of this to Jacob.
~
One broken window, three startled nurses and one near concussion later (by that time he stopped caring), Jordan took a look at the Hospital from behind a tree as he saw people coming out to look for him. He looked at the still-unconscious Marti sitting against the tree.
"And here I thought I had it rough," he said quietly.
"Jordan? You there?"
Jordan tapped his glasses. "About time--where were you?"
"Signal was bad, sorry. What's your situation?"
He looked at Marti. "Managed to resolve it, sort of. Hey, I don't suppose you could track someone for me?"
"Probably, but the signal there's still crap, so don't get your hopes up. What do you need?"
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Sept 24, 2015 14:14:08 GMT -5
==> M: Dream(?)
(Unconscious, M stirs slightly)
==>
(It fades away to a shot of... what appears to be one of his memories...)
==>
(M, looking like Arti again, is seen walking around...)
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(He eventually stumbles upon what appears to be a mismatch of all of their lands... like they all suddenly merged into one... all destroyed...)
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No...
I can't be here...
It's... what I failed to prevent...
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(M turns and leaves, clearly horrified...)
God... If I can't hide in my sleep...
Where can I hide?
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(He then stumbles across what appears to be his room)
...
You suppose this one is harmless enough...
==>
(He lies down on the bed, staring at the ceiling)
I am no longer Dante M. Arti. That man is dead now.
I am M, the fallen knight...
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It's ironic...
==>
(M makes that same sarcastic grin)
I, the failure knight, was more of a Knight of Light than my previous self ever was...
==>
(He gets off the bed, and turns...)
==>
(And sees his reflection in a mirror)
...
No.
No no no no NO NO NO NO NO NO
==>
(He places his palms on the reflection, which has the same horrified expression)
It's... him...
The one who didn't fail... the one who had the chance at glory... the one with all the confidence. All the luck. All of it.
It's Arti...
==>
(M starts to cry a bit)
I'm no longer Arti... I need to fix this...
==>
(A quick shift, and M's appearance in the mirror remains the same, while his palms on the mirrors take a more beaten look...)
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I need to change...
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(The reflection's eyes close, and the palms lower)
==>
I feel like I'm drifting...
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Post by doctorzero on Sept 28, 2015 19:08:57 GMT -5
"Arti....Arti...! ARTI!"
Jordan hadn't stopped until he had gone a fair distance away from the hospital before putting Arti (Marti, whatever) down under the shade of a tree. Paranoia and adrenaline does that.
Of course, then there was waking Marti up to consider.
Plug his nose? No reaction.
Light tapping? No.
So, as was customary for Jordan, he decided to wake him up the best way he thought of.
Namely, pulling out his pistol and firing into the air several times.
...hey, no one said he was subtle.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Sept 28, 2015 19:34:33 GMT -5
==>
(M has turned away, looking ragged)
==>
(M looks back at the mirror)
I can't confront myself...
I... I can't be this...
==>
(He starts to curl into a ball)
I'm M...
Not Arti... M...
==>
(Back in the real world, M is still out)
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(He suddenly awakes to the sound of gunshots with an alarmed face)
HOSHITWHATSSUP
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(He draws a light-looking, dark blue pan with the Void symbol)
IMNOTAFRAIDTOUSETHISOKAYMAYBEALITTLE
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(... And proceeds to brain Jordan with it twice in quick succession)
WELCFOMETOTHEPARTYMOTHERFUCKER-
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(M stops just before a third strike with a horrified face)
No wait it's just Jordan...
Oh god what have I done...
==>
(With an apologetic face, M puts the pan away)
"S-Sorry..."
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Post by doctorzero on Sept 28, 2015 19:51:16 GMT -5
CLANG CLANG!
"Yes, sir, may I have annothererererrrrr--" Thud.
Okay, yeah, should've seen that one coming. Still, thank god he's so damage resistant.
"Thank you sir, may I have another?" he mumbled, dazed, face down on the dirt with a large bruise on his head.
Eh, at least it wasn't Arti's pasta. That stuff could raise the dead.
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