Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]
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				Title: <strong>Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leki</strong> on <strong>29-08-2017, 17:13:08</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MelodyCake</strong> on <strong>29-08-2017, 17:14:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e7a7/f/2014/146/1/e/1e990787187ea3d8a67c81b682fc25a6-d7jvjzg.jpg)</div>Name: Misha Petrov<br>Time: Morning<br>Location: Living Quarters <br>Tagging: Open<br>Notes: Huuuuuumaaaaaans!<br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As the day continued to rise in the air, the burning bright orb in the sky continued to act as a reminder to some; that much like the night before, the day would also soon come to pass. Though, despite the fact that the world seemed to awaken much like the day before, something new and unfamiliar stirred the the world. Air tickled the almost undisturbed leaves, as the habitats of the world slowly awoke from a full nights slumber. Though, despite the architecture in the middle of the 'sunken island', what occupied most of this worlds life form were animals of all sizes. As the sun continued to rise over the seemingly small world, yet despite the seemingly endless blue that stretched to each corner, it was almost impossible to believe something else resided beyond the outer boundary. Though, there was one thing that differed from the cliffs, and it was the cliff that occupied one of the 'corners' of the round land. But, as natural as breathing air, those that lived in this world didn't really seem to question just how this small domain came to be. It just was, and there for there wasn't really anything else that needed to be said. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Living among the wild animals though, were a few who looked more human, but each showed a clear characteristic that they weren't. With long, confident strides, one of the world natives took his usual morning walks down the hallways of the usually empty school dormitory. Though, despite all that, even Misha wasn't going to deny the fact that something had awoken him from his slumber even sooner then usual. Something stirred his entire being, like something new, something exciting was going to happen today. Through out the night, the husky eared youth had found himself tossing and turning each time the harsh wind hit the window. So despite being the early bird he usually was, he found himself yawning into the palm of his hand, as the corner of his eyes found themselves collecting droplet of tired tears. Yet, despite all that, the silver tail found itself swaying excitingly side to side, following each step almost like a dance. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; A wide smile found itself curling the corner of the boys lips, as he felt his chest swell as the butterflies grew. He wasn't sure just what it was yet, but if his senses where anything to go by, as well as the gut feeling... Okey, that could also be hunger... But that wasn't important right now! Right now, he had to find just what had caused the weird stir in the morning breeze, but of course,&nbsp; with each step into each familiar hallway, the dog tail found itself dropping ever so slightly in disappointment when finding nothing new. Even a squirrel to chase at this point would have been appreciated this moment and time, and Misha found himself thinking the butterflies that filled his stomach had betrayed him; much like when uncomfortably interpreted with something unsettling right before a climax. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;But of course, that had just been the first floor patrolled, there was still the second floor left. Placing his hand on the staircase railing, Misha slowly made his way up the stairs. There was never anything new on the second floor. The doors Misha had found himself trying to pry open countless of times, only to end up giving up after futile attempts, weren't going to be magically open, just because the husky pup wished it to be. A wish that had only really come up now, after feeling a bit of a tingle in his nose upon waking up. The smile slowly found itself forming a rather childish pout, as the slouched figure reluctantly made its way up the stairs, the tail dragging along. Allowing a sigh to escape his lips, Misha tried to rekindle his morning excitement, planning out his morning meal with each step up the stairs. Eggs were never a bad choice in the morning, but neither was a slice of a good loaf of bread, maybe some cheese? <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;In midst of his newly formed thoughts, Misha didn't notice till after walking passed the third bedroom door, that they were actually open. His legs froze on the spot, as the blue hued orbs found themselves blinking in surprise, before the confused gaze found themselves staring into the bedroom. One blind, two blinks... It took the husky eared young man a few moments to register the fact that stared right at him. It wasn't only that, but the double bed the eyes landed on were occupied with a sleeping human. Shaking his head briefly, taking a loot to each side of himself, Misha noticed it wasn't just this door, but all seven doors on the second floor were open. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>29-08-2017, 18:09:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/oq1iHvG.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ezekiel 'Zeke' Reyes<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open?<br><strong>Notes:</strong> This is what he gets for staying up for 10 hours on that raid boss...<br><hr><br><em>"We've got it below 15%! Keep burning it's HP down, then prepare to tank the 10% nuke!" Zeke called out, organizing twenty-three other players in assaulting one of the most powerful bosses in the game. It was going to be a guild collective effort once they pulled this off. Little by little it's HP dropped, until the indicated time was upon them. They'd studied the patterns and prepared for this moment. As soon as the attack was fired off, their tanks popped all their defensive and mitigation effects to shield the entirety of the group, and soon it was a home free battle.<br><br>Or so they thought, but the last 10% were going to be the hardest yet... The first thing that caught them by surprise was the boss shielding itself while summoning née and powerful adds. "W-what? We weren't ready for... Ugh, get the DPSers ready! One tank to each direction, two healers, and the rest as DPS! We're going to win this goddamn battle and go down in history as the first guild to kick it's ass!" Zeke exclaimed, to a chorus of his friends shouting in agreement. However, little by little the scene seemed to grow hazy, before the picture vanished.</em><br><br>"Ugh, if that douchebag is messing with the connection..." Ezekiel mumbled, eyes slowly opening. Thought they remained half-lidded, his arms went out to his sides to stretch, before the lids opened wider to allow him to take in his room...<br><br>Except it wasn't his room.<br><br>"The hell? I know I was tired, but not <em>that</em> tired... Whose room is this?" he grumbled in annoyance. His model kits weren't around, his collection of DVDs, wallpapers of anime idols, small statuettes of sometimes underdressed and provocatively-posed ladies... Hell, this room was almost Spartan-like! Worse yet, there was no computer! What the hell kind of third-world room was he inside of!?<br><br>Looking to the window nearby, he peered outside and realized... Things were VERY different. This was not a place he was familiar with in the slightest... Of course, he couldn't see it very well either. Why wa- Oh right, his glasses! Looking around, he saw them resting beneath the lamp... Considering he wasn't in his room anymore, he half-expected not to find them at all. Nevertheless, he moved towards the glasses and slipped them on, becoming aware of the fact the room door was open nearby... Okay, that was a little creepy. He would have never slept with his room door opened, or even unlocked for that matter. <br><br>Moving to the opened door, he peered at it for a moment, before pushing it open and taking a peek outside... Long hall, for sure, and there seemed to be other doors nearby, all opened like his was. "Seriously, no computers, no privacy... What is this, jail?" Ezekiel grumbled, stepping out into the hallway, completely unaware of the fact someone else was present there...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>29-08-2017, 19:33:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fONl17w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Serenity McKay<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dorms<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> none<br><strong>Notes:</strong> What the Fuck?!<br><br>Serenity awoke with the usual grogginess that was accompanied her the morning after so much to drink. Her hand went to shield her eyes from the harsh rays of that stupid fireball that shone in the rough the window. Hadn't she closed those damn blinds to prevent this?! Begrudgingly pulling herself up from her bed she walked over to the window to draw the blind closed. However as she stood in that strange room something felt off. Rubbing the last remnants of sleep from her eyes Serenity finally got a good look at the room she was in. Wherever she was was it had not been the room she had passed out in the night before. Her instincts kicking in immediately she scanned the room for exits and anything she could use as a weapon. Nothing but a lamp that would likely shatter as far as weapons went, and just one door and one window to allow entry and exits. <br><br>Slinking silently to wall adjacent the door Serenity listened for signs of anyone else. She definitely heard footsteps out in the hallway, at least two, as well as someone speaking. She needed to know were the hell she was and how she's gotten here, so first things first, her fist objective was to figure out where here was. Doing her best to ignore the growing migraine in her skull the marine peered out the door to get a look at the hallway. Long and narrow, seven other doors, and two young men standing in it. Two targets, no weapons, and one pissed off and disoriented marine. Serenity had been in worse situations. And her pounding head was telling her she needed to get out of this building and find somewhere to get a drink.<br><br>Since the closest target had his back to her he was who Serenity decided to go for. As silently as she could the red head rushed up behind the man with glasses and grabbed his arm in her iron grip. Pulling it behind him and wrenching it up near his shoulder blades her other arm grasped his free hand at the wrist to keep him from trying anything with it. <strong>"Listen here dirt bag. I'll give you and your buddy there 5 seconds to tell me where the hell I am and how I got here. And if I don't start getting answers I like I'm gonna start breaking arms!"</strong> She didn't exactly yell but her voice carried authority and obvious agitation. She was a lone soldier in no man's land, and god help anyone that got in her way right now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>30-08-2017, 00:30:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/aA6pzt7.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misha, Serenity, Zeek<br><strong>Notes:</strong> A kidnapping plot!<br><hr><br>Rin stared up at the ceiling as he woke up. He didn’t do anything else just stared. This wasn’t his ceiling. It didn’t have the exact 84 ceiling tiles that his bedroom had. In fact, this room’s tiles were not a multiple of 42 or divisible by 42 meant that he had most certainly not picked out this room as it weakened his ability to sense the dimensional borders and made it difficult to tell whenever the wyverns made an intrusion into this world. That led to the real question, where was he and just as important why was he here? Another attempt by the wyverns to kidnap him? <br><br>The idea of wyverns trying to kidnap him in his sleep was certainly a possibility. It would make for a good adventure and some good entries into his journals. Maybe that would get Alexis to stop calling him about his latest journal entries for another book. He was a kind editor but he didn’t seem to understand that wyvern intrusions didn’t happen every day. Although the break they had given him recently was suspicious they could finally be making their move. He hoped his reincarnation’s little sister was okay if the wyverns really had made their move but first thing’s first was figuring out what was going on. As long as he foiled the wyverns’ plans she would be safe.<br><br>He was distracted from his thoughts as he heard the angry shouting of a woman coming outside of the room. He didn’t think about it for long because as he sat up he found himself staring at a silver haired male with a pair of dog ears on his head and a fluffy tail behind him. Getting up with an unnoticed case of bedhead, which currently left him with a long strand of hair sticking up near his forehead like an antenna, he approached the person curiously. This was most definitely a plot of the wyverns now and this was their most obvious ruse yet. He still wasn’t sure where he was but at least he had an idea of what was going on. A wyvern plot, one where they had taken him from his home and dropped him off somewhere to keep him away from their plans.<br><br>Approaching the fluffy tail man, Rin reached out and pet the tail to double check his suspicions of what was happening. He found it quite soft and decided it would merit more investigation later. But first questions. “Fluffy.” He called out to get his attention as he looked up at the man, deciding that that was the dog man’s name until he found out his real one. “Fluffy, I too would like to know more about where we are. Preferably before the violent one really does start breaking arms. I am much more reasonable than my companion here.” He said with a nod, his voice as feminine as his appearance and confident sounding as if he knew just how to deal with the problem.&nbsp; To be honest he had no idea what was going on between the angry one and the glasses boy or if he even knew anything but he’d always wanted to do the good cop bad cop thing and this seemed to be a perfect opportunity even if he didn’t know who the woman was. He turned to look over the woman and the other white haired male she currently held captive. “Let him go please.&nbsp; I don’t think breaking his arms will do anything. Please hurry up and explain fluffy before she decides to do so anyway. I don’t think I could hold her back long.”<br><br><hr><br><em>Journal entry 1, first day after kidnapping.<br><br>The wyverns have begun a new plot to invade my new home and have kidnapped me to keep me from getting in their way. I do not yet know where they have taken me but I plan to find out.&nbsp; The room I woke up in seems to be made to weaken my powers and without access to any of my artifacts I can not recharge my mana any time soon. It’s worrisome and I have no idea where I am but I have made new companions and now know I’m nowhere near home. One of them who I have dubbed fluffy has the curious additions of dog ears and tail. He may hold the key to finding out the plot of the wyverns. The other two is an angry and violent mercenary has been caught up in the whirlwind of the wyverns plot. The other is a white haired man with glasses. I do not much about him yet but I suspect a scholar of some kind. At the very least I doubt he has significant physical prowess. Still if he has knowledge of the history of this place he could be useful. Assuming the angry one doesn’t kill him first.<br></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MelodyCake</strong> on <strong>30-08-2017, 01:58:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e7a7/f/2014/146/1/e/1e990787187ea3d8a67c81b682fc25a6-d7jvjzg.jpg)</div>Name: Misha Petrov<br>Time: Morning<br>Location: Living Quarters <br>Tagging: Zeke, Serenity, Rin, Open<br>Notes: Time to flee~ <br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The pools of icy blue stared at the white haired youth that was the first one to enter the hallway, and the husky pup couldn't help himself by tilting his head ever so slightly to the right, the ears flopping along. The silver tail found it self swaying from one side to the other in excitement, and the butterflies that had decided to abandon his gut found themselves returning. Parting his lips ever so slightly, brushing his fingers through his hair, the silver haired youth took one step forward to prepare himself to greet the newly awaken person. Though, Misha's happiness at the sight of newcomers was short lived, when a brutish woman jumped out of one of the rooms, only to attack the one who had left his own room just a few moments prior. Parted lips found themselves sealing shut, as the sensitive ears lowered ever so slightly at the woman's mad shouting. Besides! They were intruding on his space! So what gave her the right to yell at him? Though, what perhaps surprised him the most, was the fact that the humans were attacking each other.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Distracted, the dog eared young man did not notice as the one inhabiting the room he had spend a moment to stare into earlier, had awoken much like the two before him. The that now rested on his tail got a shiver to run up his spine, and the usual smoothed out tail fluffed itself out, along with the hairs on his neck, and the ears. Like cat jumping out of water, Misha found himself jumping a step closer to the wall, hugging onto his tail tightly, before the blue eyed gaze landed on the eyes long haired... Girl? She didn't look to be much older then someone he knew himself. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"The name is not Fluffy, thank you very much." Misha spoke, in a soft low rumble. Letting go of his tail, before smoothing it out by his side. Letting his gaze go back between the frail girl, and to the barbaric one back and forth, he found himself acting on the only thing he could think of, and that was jumping into the nearest room, and closing the door behind him. Of course, what the dog eared young man had not thought of, if the three outside had come out of any of the rooms, there surely was another human in the room with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>30-08-2017, 02:38:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/pHmbaO4.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Millicent Devereaux<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zeke, Serenity, Rin, Misha, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>Millie, much like everyone else, had been busy trying to figure out what was going on. She reconstructed the previous night's events with something less than crystal clarity. That wasn't surprising, since the events in question were, in rough chronological order:<br><br>1) Went to a bar<br>2) Got drunk<br>3) Woke up here<br><br>Still, when these things usually happened in this order, she ended up in her room, or on the occasions that she would end up in someone else's, that someone else would usually still be around and they'd both be naked. Neither was the case here.<br><br>Still, the unfamiliarity of the situation wasn't about to panic Millie. On the contrary, she was actually somewhat intrigued by the whole thing. This held true even when she realized the doors didn't close and there was a mob gathering outside, consisting of one young man sporting dog ears and a tail (presumably a costume), one bookish looking white-haired guy, one really angry buff woman, and another woman trying to reason the group down, though with little success seeing as how the dog-type jumped into the nearest room. <br><br>So, options being what they were, Millie figured she'd start with the reasonable one. Which was ironic, considering she wasn't all that reasonable herself. Or that given time, she'd learn that Rin was probably the <em>least</em> reasonable of the assemblage. But she hadn't learned that yet, so she tried conversation. "So, you just... like... woke up here like I did? Seems like someone went through a lot of trouble if that's what's going on." The smart move would have been to stay guarded, but Millie wasn't a big fan of the smart moves - she enjoyed jumping right in. "You interested in... like... trying to figure out who?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>30-08-2017, 03:21:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/oq1iHvG.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ezekiel 'Zeke' Reyes<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Serenity, Misha, Rin<br><strong>Notes:</strong> That's his gaming arm!<br><hr><br>This was weird... Everything was so quiet, so unknown. He was definitely no longer in his room, let alone his own home. It felt just a little too much like one of his games and while he didn't complain about this, the fact that it felt like he was the only one there meant the difference between it feeling like a roleplaying game and a horror game. It may have been daylight but he half expected the corridor to suddenly turn bloody and list all his sins one by one through the corridor. Thankfully, as he looked around, he saw no such thing, but a strange person not far away... Wait, was that hair? Or were those ears...?<br><br>No, that couldn't be possible. Animalpeople didn't exist anywhere but online... And yet there one seemed to be standing down the hall. He stepped forward with a hand raised to speak- "Um, hello?"<br><br>... And immediately found that same hand grabbed, yanked behind his back and himself shoved against a wall. It was a grim reminder of his school life, when he got picked on for his lunch mkney, having his own lunch in general, or just because he was smarter than those that picked on him. However, the voice that spoke to him wasn't some deep-voiced jock but that of a rather firm-sounding woman... Though the power she packed was certainly similar. She had asked a question, and seemed to be seeking answers about his location much like he was... Her attitude simply reminded him why he preferred fictional and animated women: He didn't have to deal with abuse like this.<br><br>"Dirtbag? You come out of nowhere and try to break my arm for answers, and you call <em>me</em> a dirtbag!? You're a freaking psychopath, lady!" Ezekiel grimaced as he struggled to grip the wall with his one good arm. He wasn't entirely weak by any stretch, but the woman behind him was definitely trained in some style he never bothered to pick up. She sounded like the type that probably got into fights alot. Which meant she was trouble. Trouble he clearly did not need to be around.<br><br>"I just woke up here a moment ago, so I'm as lost as you are! Ack! F-freaking... Let go of my arm already, you lunatic!" he hissed, before looking down the hall at where the strange dog-eared person was, finding them with two other girls, both rather beautiful stunners with dark hair. Wait... Did he find himself in some strange harem simulation? Maybe that was it! Possibly an attempt to start up a virtual reality program... But he didn't remember signing up for anything... The simulation harp pain in his arm reminded him it was still on lockdown. He was about to hiss out more obscenities to the woman behind him, but one of the black-haired women stepped forward to try and help him.<br><br>Maybe not all flesh and blood women were bad news.<br><br>"T-thank you, please try and talk some sense into her! I need that arm for gaming and other things!" he pleaded with the other woman. Oh, if only he knew precisely who he was asking to talk sense into another person...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>30-08-2017, 04:19:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fONl17w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Serenity McKay<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dorms<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zeke, Rin, Millicent, Misha<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Come here boy! I got something for ya'...<br><br>As the boy she held fought back Serenity held his arm firm. He seemed panicked when she grabbed him, and if what he said was true he was just as lost as she was. Plus his smack talk wasn't all that tough so he didn't seem like any sort of security either. As she continues holding the white haired man more people began to emerge from the other rooms. What looked to be like two more women, both younger than herself Serenity would guess, came out. One tried to engage the strange looking dog man in conversation which ended in the man fleeing into a near by door. Things were getting weirder and weirder.<br><br>The smaller girl addressed Serenity directly, requesting that she release the man she held. As he whimpered some more Serenity released him with a rather hard shove into the wall. <strong>"You can keep your arm shrimpy... for now. But how 'bout you lay off those worthless games and try beefin' up a bit instead."</strong> Turning away from the man Serenity directed her attention to the little girl addressing her. <strong>"So you just woke up here too huh? Well it seems like someone is going through a lot of trouble just to get heir ass beat. 'Cause once I find them they're gonna regret the day they ever decided to fuck with me!"</strong> <br><br>Scanning the area a bit more revealed little more intel. There just seemed to be the one stair way down from the hallway, but now the question was what would be better, get out and try and get her bearings, or stay here and maybe question the dog man? He seemed to be the only one not seeking answers and his flight made Serenity think he knew something. As the other woman suggested finding out more Serenity figured these two girls would be more help than gamer boy. <strong>"I was thinkin' the same thing. If we're all lost we need answers. And I might have an idea as to who might have some."</strong> If everyone was on board then they had power in numbers. These people may be civilians, but if Serenity could take charge they all might be able to help each other out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrLovegood</strong> on <strong>31-08-2017, 15:31:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/84/e5/96/84e596bcc22516763d99cbbb068850c8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Maya</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Time:Early?</strong> <br><strong>Location:A bedroom</strong><br><strong>Tagging:Misha, Serenity alluded to</strong> <br><strong>Notes:(half) Naked and Afraid (mostly confused)</strong><br><hr><br>&nbsp;<em> The lady of Avalon stood on the castle wall, looking down at the encroaching Catholic army. A crack of lightning shot out across the valley! BaBam! </em> Maya startled awake and gasped for air. Sitting up, eyes closed and panting she threw off her covers, pushed off her pajama pants, and took slow calming breaths. The room was pretty warm, but the bed felt cool to the touch. As soon as her heart rate came down enough for her ears to stop ringing, Maya flopped back down. There sounded like an argument happening in the other room.. " Who left the TV on so loud?" Stretching in bed, Maya tensed and loosened her limbs and fingers methodically. ' Did Mitchel put me in bed because I fell asleep at my desk again...? Thanks bro...you're the best...' <br><br>&nbsp;Maya was about to drift off again when she sat up again with a start and panic flooded over her anew. 'AH! MY ALARM, I HAVE AN OPENING SHIFT TODAY! WHAT TIME IS IT? HOW IS IT SO BRIGHT?ARE THE NIEGHBORS SLAMMING DOors...?Who turned my A/C off...' The drowsy blonde felt anxiety and epiphany well upat the same time .' That wasn't in my dream, that was a door slamming.' Her breathing grew ragged. 'That screaming wasn't outside...it was closer...'Her eyes shot open and she started groping around for the edge of the bed and her phone. She found the former first. As her eyes adjusted to the influx of light, her feet found the floor. It was closer than she remembered. <br><br>" This isn't my bed;" Maya's whisper grew a bit louder, "this isn't my room;" her voice grew increasing clearer," the door is open! WHERE THE FUCK AM I?" Nearly hyperventilating now, Maya grabbed the pillow off the bed, kicked the door closed quietly, and plopped on the floor. Still Half naked on the hardwood floor, she started rocking back and forth considering her options for a next move. "Ok girlie, no good decisions are made rashly. Agreed? Maybe this situation could <em> not </em> be a disaster, she considered. &nbsp;" Breathe in. Breathe out. Pull yourself together..." Having blocked out the conversation out in the hall She didn't prepare for what happened next. <br><br>Choosing to not freak out until more information came in the exasperated girl started rising to her feet. WHEN a lithe boy with silver hair barreled into her room causing Maya's own slim figure to fall back down to the floor in surprise. With a soft thud and a gasp Maya rubbed her butt and hip slowly raising her eyes to meet those of the boy who just stormed in. "Hey...there...?" &nbsp;Maya smiled cautiously and&nbsp; waved weakly, covering her torso with the pillow.&nbsp; In a subdued voice, pulling her sheets down to the floor with her, she continued "What the actual hell is happening? " She watched the young man leaning on her door, waiting for him to catch his breath. Glancing at the door, then at him, then at his ears, then back on his face. "You ok, hun?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>01-09-2017, 00:18:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/aA6pzt7.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misha, Serenity, Zeek, Millicent, knocking on Maya's door,&nbsp; open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Explaining the obvious<br><hr><br>Rin was surprised as Fluffy suddenly jumped away from him and hid against the wall afte he had touched his tail. He was not used to that reaction. Still it was good that Fluffy recognized his powers so easily. Most of the time people thought he was harmless rather than the heir of a powerful dragon who defended the planet from wyverns from another dimension. It seemed that he had scared him too much as the newly introduced Not Fluffy dove into another one of the rooms to hide from him and the others in the hallway. He was rather disappointed when Not Fluffy refused to answer his questions and instead just ran. It looked like he would have to resort to some hard questioning if he wanted to get answers from Not Fluffy, something he was reluctant to do as doubted that the dog eared local worked for the wyverns knowingly or did it of his own free will. Still Rin had to do what he had to in order to protect the Earth from that ancient evil.<br><br>With Not Fluffy gone he turned his attention to the humans who had come out earlier and the new girl who had just recently emerged. First thing first he supposed was to try to help the helpless scholar on the floor before he got his arm broken. It’s not like Rin could just turn his back when somebody was begging for help. He was a hero after all. Before he had to intervene however it seemed that the angry one had decided that breaking the arm of someone who seemed to have no connection with what happened was not very productive. Not that breaking his arm would do anything if he was a wyvern in disguise. They’d just ignore it and try to kill you anyway. They really were quite determined. With the violence settled sadly without his help he could now turn to the inquisitive one, the long haired black-haired girl who had been the latest to emerge, and try to answer her questions.<br><br>Rin nodded his head when asked if he had just woken up in the place like she had. “Yes, I woke up in this strange place without knowing how I got here. It seems like everybody is in the same predicament.” HE explained as he looked around. At least he assumed the others didn’t know where they were. They seemed even more confused then he was. At least he knew who had done this even if he didn’t have a specific name for his adversary this time. He wasn’t sure why either. At first he’d assumed it was something to keep him out of the way of the wyverns’ schemes but as there were other people here he wasn’t so sure any longer. “I agree that we need to get some answers.” He replied as he looked up at the angry red head. “I do not know the where, the why or the how but I can at least guess the who.” He explained with a nod of his head as if he had already figured it out the who. <br><br>The answer was quite clear to Rin although he couldn’t blame the others for not knowing. After all the wyverns were experts at keeping their existence a secret. “The who is obviously the wyverns from the next dimension over. This is exactly the kind of dirty trick they would resort to. I thought this was some plan to keep me out of the way but…” He raised his right hand and nibbled lightly on the knuckle in his right index finger as he thought.&nbsp; “Since you all have been brought here as well, I doubt that’s the case any longer. They must have some other plan for us all.” They all must have had something special for the wyverns to kidnap all of them but what was it and why were both things he wanted to figure out. Knowing those things could help getting them out of here. “None the less, questioning Not Fluffy is a good first step to figure out what’s going on.” He agreed as he made his way to the door that Not Fluffy had dove into and knocked on the door. “Not Fluffy we want to talk to you. Don’t worry there will be no arm breaking. We just want to talk!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>01-09-2017, 12:21:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/oq1iHvG.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ezekiel 'Zeke' Reyes<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Serenity, Misha, Rin, Millicent<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Letting the gears of self-preservation turn.<br><hr><br>It seemed that the black-haired girl finally appealed to the strong woman's sensibilities, but in true jock fashion instead of releasing him normally, he found himself shoved into the nearby wall while being freed. Groaning with a mix of pain and annoyance, Ezekiel turned around and rubbed his arm, glaring at Serenity. "Keh, I don't need some like you to tell me how to live my life. I prefer sticking to whatever keeps me out of trouble... Which, right now, is whatever keeps me far away from <em>you</em>."<br><br>For now, Serenity's attention was now upon the other two black-haired girls, giving him the consideration that he could probably just slip away from the group at present and spare himself the further trouble. However, just like them he wanted answers as to where he wasm what he was doing here, and what he was supposed to do here. If this was some sort-of controlled science experiment, it was a very elaborate one to have gone through the homes of random people to throw them into one setting. However, it also seemed likely as each person present was very much different in their own walks of life. He was an intellectual reclusive gamer with few friends to his name, he could only assume the roughhousing woman was some sort-of troublemaking harlot who was popular among groups of uncaring guys... That left the two black-haired females and their stories. One of then had little to go on but she seemed like the schoolgirl sort, perhaps a bit of casual fun as opposed to studious. The kind that would win popularity contests for bringing up everything the student body could ever want to make their school experience more enjoyable. The other, as soon as she spoke... Sounded like she knew what she was talking about, but then:<br><br>"... Wyverns from a different dimension? As in the species of drakes with wings for arms?" He asked, quirking a brow as he gave the girl a look more incredulous than the one that had nearly broken his arm. "... Well, I can't lie, i've heard stranger stories." He shrugged nonchalantly. It certainly could explain part of why they had been displaced from their original placement into this new area, of which none of them knew about... Well, the entire story itself sounded fishy as hell, but there would be plenty of time to figure THAT one out. As the other black-haired girl turned around, he found his eyes darting down to take in her figure, before he shook his head. If he wanted to gawk at girls, he could easily do that from his compu- Oh wait... That wasn't possible anymo-<br><br>Oh wait! If this was an entirely new place, surely there must have been some electronics here they could get their hands on. This looked to be like some sort-of dorm, like the ones present near a school campus to make it easy for students to attend without wasting time with public transportation. Depending on where they were, perhaps this meant there was an academy building near them, and if <em>that</em> was the case, perhaps they had a computer lab. This would make it easy for him to peruse it and see what he could find, perhaps. Maybe even get a map of wherever they were and the surrounding area... He raised his head, realizing everyone else had clustered around the door they recall the animal-human slipped into, before he sighed. "Looks like i'm putting up with these people for a while..." He mumbled to himself quietly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leki</strong> on <strong>02-09-2017, 11:41:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s26.postimg.org/kx734i9w9/Sleyn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sleyn Blight<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters Hallway(2nd Floor)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Serenity, Rin, Ezekiel, Millicent<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Making an appearance~<br><hr><br>As the attention of the group turned towards the door that Misha had fled behind. The sound of soft steady applause sounded from within the group, as an unfamiliar male with mousy brown hair began lightly tapping the palm of his hand with three measured fingers. What was most alarming about his presence though was that no one had noticed him up until that point, and while the possibility of him simply going unnoticed up until that point was completely far-fetched. It was also just as ludicrous that someone could sneak up and integrate themselves within the group when so many suspicious eyes had warily scanned the corridors over for any signs of familiarity. Obviously none had been found, and the looks of bewilderment, confusion, and thoughtfulness scattered upon the faces of those present attested to as much. <br><br>“Wyverns... well that’s certainly an interesting name to allocate them” the man calmly stated... though he seemed to be talking more to himself than anyone else in particular. The first and foremost thing to notice about Sleyn as that he too wore a pair of animal-ears atop his head. Though unlike the flighty Misha who’d nervously scuttled away from the scene, Sleyn seemed to be surrounded in a miasma of lethargic boredom. While his amusement over the current happenings were evident from the slightly upturned corners of his lips, his half-lidden eyes made him look quite apathetic to the proceedings. In fact the absence of confusion on his face coupled with the tone of voice clearly indicated that people were much more likely to get an answer out of him than anyone else the group had come across thus far.<br><br>“My apologies for interrupting but... I would sincerely appreciate it if you wouldn’t terrorize our poor harmless selves... as I personally find it... quite distasteful” Sleyn murmured lazily, pausing occasional from time to time as if he were carefully selecting each and every one of his words. His golden gaze lazily moved from one face to the next. Lingering a few moments longer on Serenity as if to emphasize that his remarks were more directed towards her than any of the others. The rat-eared man had appeared the furthest away from hot headed marine, positioning himself so that both Rin and Millicent would serve as obstacles in the event that Serenity would try lash out towards him as well. The most perceptive amongst the group might have even realized that the fact that Sleyn had appeared after Serenity had unhanded Zeke was no coincidence. <br><br>“I mean, your ilk might not be sensible enough to realize this Miss Serenity, but it’s generally not a good idea to make enemies of the native inhabitants of any world... nevermind this one” the brunet continued, his lips curling further upwards as he made a blatant slur to Serenity’s occupation. Though more alarming an evident for those present was that Sleyn had named a woman who had yet to provide one. The act however was no error on Sleyn’s behalf though as the following words confirmed the unannounced revelation to be quite intentional.<br><br>“Miss Millicent... is quite right, it’d be far more appropriate and pleasant for us to introduce ourselves to one another... Wouldn’t you agree Master Ezekiel?” Sleyn continued naming those present one after the other. “Although it seems Miss Maya and Miss Jessica have yet to awaken, so I would appreciate if you kept the noise level at a more reasonable volume. I do quite detest noise pollution... not all too gentle on these sensitive ears of mine you see” as if to prove a point the slightly torn ear on his left visibly gave a twitch to draw attention to itself. While a seemingly scaly rats tail flickered its way into the air, before cozily curling itself around one of Sleyn’s thighs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MelodyCake</strong> on <strong>02-09-2017, 14:56:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e7a7/f/2014/146/1/e/1e990787187ea3d8a67c81b682fc25a6-d7jvjzg.jpg)</div>Name: Misha Petrov<br>Time: Morning<br>Location: Living Quarters <br>Tagging: Maya, Open<br>Notes: ~ <br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; With his hands firmly planted on the door, Misha's eyes stared at the wooden frame, almost worried that the door would cave in on it's own. Despite the initial excitement of meeting new people, the dog eared young man was finding himself feeling a bit overwhelmed at the first interaction he just witnessed. At least the tall woman left his guts feeling a bit stirred after witnessing her twist up the white haired boy just moments ago. And well, the face slammed to a wall didn't look appealing either. With his mind completely occupied with what was going on, on the other side of the door, the tense dog did not fully register the sounds of the girl waking up behind him. But instead, the ears focused on the voice of the dark haired girl that had named him Fluffy, that tried to lure him back outside. Shaking his head at the door, with his tail between his legs, Misha found his cheeks redden ever so slightly at the realization that the girl could not see him through the door.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Muttering some nonsense under his breath, Misha planted his cheek and ear against the door to have a better listen to what was going on, till a familiar voice reached his ear and he couldn't help but to feel a slight pout form on his lips. Sleyn never really was much of a fun character, if anything he was always rather stiff. Before the silver haired dog could allow his thoughts to linger on what was on the other side of the door, he was fully brought back to reality at the sound of a girl in the midst of a panic behind him. Feeling himself tense up, he tried to think of the worst possible out comes, before deciding on slowly turning around, and the sight that met him left him thunder-struck and lost of words. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; If Misha was a bit more of a gentleman, one could almost say that the sight of the young woman just wearing a shirt, addressing him in the most kind manner despite the fact he had just intruded on her privacy, pulling on his heart strings. But that was wrong, the feeling of something rather close to his mid region tenderly pulse for a moment, the already softly red cheeks darkened as he tried to swipe away the thoughts that had momentarily surfaced his mind. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"I'm sorry for just barging right in... " Misha spoke softly, in a low tune, as he tried to recollect himself. "As for what is going on out there, I can not fully answer that for the time being." Letting go of the door, and turning to face the girl properly, the feeling he had woken up with returned once more. Placing his right hand across his stomach, and the other behind his back, the silver haired young found himself bowing before the girl in a polite way, before looking up at her.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"I have to say, it's refreshing to have a lovely girl worry about my well being. I'm Misha, it's a pleasure to meet you." With a wink, and a slight twitch of his right ear to go along with it, he found his tail softly swaying to the right, almost as if it wanted to wave it's own greeting before he raised himself upright once again. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Can't say I've really managed to introduce myself well enough to the rest of you that have entered the hall way, but perhaps before you decide to make your presence known out there as well, perhaps we should think about covering you up a bit?" Misha asked, trying to be as polite about the issue of lack of pants on the girl. Though, if he'd say he wasn't enjoying the view of the legs, he'd be lying. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>02-09-2017, 18:59:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/pHmbaO4.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Millicent Devereaux<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zeke, Serenity, Rin, Sleyn, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>Millie tried to take in the replies, but things got real strange real fast. <em>Okay,</em> she thought to herself. <em>One cat, one dog, and apparently a bunch of dragons somewhere around, or someone who isn't playing with a full deck right here.</em> All things told, this was something she'd have to sort out later. For now, action.<br><br>"Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but the answers won't be found in here. So I vote for outside." It suddenly occurred to her that she might be stuck with these people for a while, so she made an attempt to introduce herself,. I'm Millie, by the way." That done, and her vote cast, she immediately made it known that she didn't particularly care about anyone else's vote because she headed directly to the end of the corridor to attempt to locate a staircase or, failing that, a conveniently located window would do nicely. <br><br>There was a mystery to solve, and no one liked a good mystery more than Millicent B. Devereaux.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>02-09-2017, 20:14:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fONl17w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Serenity McKay<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> dorms<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sleyn, Rin, Millicent, Zeke<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Oh hell no. Someone needs an ass whoopin<br><br>Ignoring the complaining Zeke's comments and grumblings Serenity turned back to face Rin. She nodded as the little girl gave her conclusion about their situation and headed to the door the dog man had jumped behind. She made a mental note to address the whole bat shit crazy wyvrn comment later, but right now this girl seemed like the one most on board with the mission of figuring things out so the marine figure it best not to questions her delusions yet. There would be time for that later once they had some answers. Following the raven haired girl to the door Serenity rolled her eyes as she tried a much more subtle attempt to get the man's attention. Placing a hand on her shoulder Serenity pulled Rin back from the door a bit. <strong>"Step aside girly, the time for subtlety has passed."</strong> Squaring up to the door the marine lifted her leg to kick the door in when a new sound caught her attention.<br><br>Spinning to face the new comer the red head scowled at this new intruder. <strong>"Terrorize? This is me being cordial."</strong> she snapped at him. She already didn't like this guy. There was an air about him that put Serenity off, and when somebody gave off that feeling she usually responded with punches. Then when the man mentioned her name Serenity started. How the hell did he know who she was?! The confusion almost made her miss his insult to her and her brothers in arms, almost. Quickly Setenity's expression transitioned from confused to angered. Forget dog boy, this asshole was who had the answers they needed, and it was interrogation time. <br><br>Two people stood between the red head and her target, but luckily for her one of them opted to move out of the way. As Millie voiced her wishes to head outside Serenity now only had Rin in her way. With a shove she pushed the girl aside as she marched/ jogged over to the newcomer. Closing the distance quickly Serenity seazed the man by his collar and pulled him in close, putting her reddened face in his. <strong>"All right you&nbsp; little rat eared son of a bitch, you have our attention! But you are in no position to be making demands of us. We have you out numbered and we are going to get some god damned answers! Yah got that?! So if you like your face and hope to keep it looking like it does I suggest you start explaining what the Fuck is going on here!!"</strong> As she spoke Serenity's voice raised from an angry hiss to shouting in Sleyn's face since he'd mentioned he didn't like loud noises. For good measure she shook him as she shouted her last words and raised her free hand, just itching to punch him in his smug little face. <strong>"Now start talking! Who the fuck are you, where are we, and why the fuck are we here?!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrLovegood</strong> on <strong>03-09-2017, 00:48:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/84/e5/96/84e596bcc22516763d99cbbb068850c8--arte-anime-manga-anime.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Maya</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Time:Morning</strong> <br><strong>Location:Still my room</strong><br><strong>Tagging:Misha, and everyone else</strong> <br><strong>Notes:Is this what I think this is?</strong><br><hr><br>Maya nodded along with the silver haired boy's introduction. She couldn't help but blush when she realized <em> he</em> realized she wasn't...dressed. There was so much to take in. Nonetheless, she wouldn't let her attention veer away from his face. It was cute face. WHen he bowed briefly she took in other details around him. There seemed to be someone terrorizing him on the other side of the door. She noted that this room had cabinets and counted them. And she couldn't help but watch his tail move and reveal his mood. His dog-like features were comforting to look at.His voice soft but also youthful. Was this a dream?Maya mused. It had to be a fantasy of some sort but it felt real. While he spoke she slowly wrapped the sheet around her waist loosely and felt around for her pants.<br><br>&nbsp;"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Misha." Maya smiled more genuinely now, though it carried more in her eyes than her mouth, her arms tensely wrapped around the pillow. Although he seemed to be trying to be courteous with her, her heart kept racing and reddening her cheeks. "I wish our first meeting was under," she paused for thought and and exhaled deliberately to calm her nerves, and as a result loosing tension in her body,"less romantic-comedy circumstances".She chuckled quietly at her own joke. Tossing the pillow on the bed behind her, Maya braced her self on the edge of the bed and rose slowly to her feet. Her bed covers draping over her like a makeshift skirt. "Well Misha, you're right. As pleasant as it is chatting with you. <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">And as much as I'd like to not go out there.</span> We can't hide in <em> my bedroom(?) </em> forever." [Uncertain tone implied] "Would you mind...?" Maya twirled her finger in the air indicating turn around.<br><br>As soon as she saw Misha's back she dropped the covers on the bed and eyed her pants in the corner of the bed. She was about to pull them on and tighten them, then had a thought. While she believed he wasn't looking Maya skittered over to one of the closets and opened it! <em> AHA!...It was empty, Of course. </em> Defeated, Maya tied off her pants and caught her reflection in the window. <em> Sigh </em> Lamenting how terrible she looked in the baggy clothes she had on, it took Maya a minute to become aware of what she was looking at. <em>It looked serene out there.</em> The Entranced girl took a moment to star out the window.&nbsp; Her excitement faded slowly into resigned denial.<em> That sells it, this is a fantasy Dating sim video game. It must be a dream, I'll just have to make the best of it until I wake up.</em> <br><br>Looking back at Misha, Maya took a deep breath and approached him. Cough" Shall we?" She waited to make eye contact with him, again focusing politely on his face and mouth when he spoke.&nbsp; She nodded to her new companion's acknowledgement,"If you don't mind, I'll go first." Despite the ringing in her ears, alarms of fear sounding for the 3rd time that morning, she softly nudged Misha behind her. Before reaching for the door knob, She whispered "I'm sorry I'm such a disheveled mess. Doesn't make for a good first impression I'm afraid." and without waiting for his response she pulled the door open. It was like ripping off a band aid, just get it over with.<br><br>Before her stood a veritable crowd. Her eyes traced over all of them.&nbsp; It was easy to tell which person was knocking on her door by both proximity and child like demanding yest curious stance. Just as she opened the door, she heard a barking anger in the voice of the redhead mere feet from her. Maya was about to speak but stalled for a moment as the tension in the hallway pushed her back.&nbsp; "Hi everybody, I'm Maya." She tried to interrupt whatever was happening in the hallway. Clenching her fist around the door handle and straightening her back, the blonde let her eyes take a micro second to get a feel for each person while everyone took a breath. In that breath she took in: A boy with glasses who didn't seem approachable. A young lady with long black hair and a determined air, making her exit down the stairs. And most importantly, She blinked at the young man with mousy brown hair and a sly expression being suspended by a the tall redhead. The ferocity of her presence caused Maya to gasp softly before she could say anything else. <em><strong>Hot</strong> </em>did not do justice to describe her, neither did intimidating. Being intimidated was familiar territory to Maya thou, as was being aroused by it. With another deep inhalation and exhalation, Maya concluded. "Excuse my appearance. I&nbsp; seem to have interrupted an interrogation. Proceed."At that she took a step back and shut up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>03-09-2017, 17:15:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/oq1iHvG.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ezekiel 'Zeke' Reyes<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Serenity, Rin, Millicent, Sleyn, Maya<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Yet more introductions.<br><hr><br>Applause... From down the hall. It was a straight hall on both sides of them, but as he turned to see, he realized there was now a man standing down hall from them, clapping for some reason. Was their predicament nothing more than entertainment for them? His manner of speech belied someone who truly knew more than they let on, and his response to Rin's talk of wyverns revealed implications that he may have known who, or what, brought them to this place. Whatever the case, it sounded like a man who finally had answers stepped forward, and in light of this, he knew there was going to be trouble real fast when the brutish woman took notice.<br><br>"I appreciate your gesture and concern, but for better or worse, I've grown used to it." Ezekiel sighed, reaching up to adjust his glasses as he looked at the new arrival. Just like the last one they saw, this one, too, had animal areas. However, they were very much different from the last one... These were more akin to mouse-like or rat-like ears. Some sort of rodent, as far as he knew. <br><br>However... When he started calling everyone by name, that was when he found his brow raised. How was it that this one knew all their names? If what he said before didn't lure Serenity like the shark she was, the name slips alone were going to be the blood in the water that brought her to him. "Uh, Master is going a bit too far, don't you think? Mister Ezekiel would work just fine." he frowned, though what concerned him most was the mention of 'native inhabitants of any world... Nevermind this one.' <br><br>While Serenity moved forward to let her fists and audible tone do the shouting, he raised a hand to his chin. As crazy as the black haired girls words of wyverns were, the fact this man said something that pointed to another world entirely. The other black haired woman was all in favor of exploring outside, which he was more than happy with going through. Just staying in one place wasn't going to enlighten them, and there was still the understanding of just what 'this world's' inhabitants were like. Another door opened nearby, revealing a blonde haired woman who attempted to get their attention, before he shook his head.<br><br>"Bad timing, lady. Hope you can deal with... This. Speaking of this." He grumbled, looking Serenity up and down, before addressing her. "Can you <em>not</em> lump the rest of us in with your shenanigans? Some of us would like to not cause an incident before we know what the hell is actually going on, so if you have any sense of self-preservation, keep your rage boner in your pants." he finished, despite the fsct it was going to bring him problems later, before he turned and moved down the hall to follow Millicent. He was at least happy someone else at least had the interest of searching out their surroundings as opposed to causing problems...<br><br>"When I woke up, I saw the outside was pretty sunny, so I estimate we're somewhere between the morning and the afternoon. I also feel like I saw a building nearby across the way, but I didn't get a good look since I didn't have my glasses on... Soon as I put them on, I decided to leave the room, and... Well, you know the rest."&nbsp; He spoke, looking around as they located one of the two stairs nearby, leading down to the first floor. For what felt like a dorm building, the fact there seemed to be only a few bedrooms and not that many students seemed unusual.... We're they supposed to be on a school campus or something? He looked down the steps for a moment, before he glanced at Millicent.<br><br>"Hopefully there's a computer around I can work on to try and get some information, I can't leave information gathering to someone whose first intention is to harass them..." he sighed, before raising his head. "So, hypothetically speaking, what if what the other black haired girl and that mouse-eared guy said was true? What if this did turn out to be all mother world?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>04-09-2017, 08:58:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/aA6pzt7.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misha, Serenity, Zeek, Millicent, Maya, Sleyne,&nbsp; open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Acting the part<br><hr><br>Rin grumbled as the angry one pushed him out of the way and insisted that she take the lead in the investigation. She didn’t seem to understand that the phrase catch more flies with honey than vinegar was true. It didn’t help to threaten people they didn’t even know if they were involved or not. Then again this good be a good thing. He could continue with the good cop and bad cop routine. Maybe they could get information out of them. Hmm, he wondered if there was a place to get a meal here. It was a key component after all. You lock them up and then put some kind of comfort food dish in front of them and get them to talk over the meal before the bad cop came in and threatened them. It was a hard decision to make whether or not he should let her continue but before he had a chance to make up his mind however he was interrupted by the white haired scholar trying to clarify his story.<br><br>Rin nodded his head earnestly in response to the questioning. “Indeed, much the same. These are far more intelligent than the ones typically portrayed in your legends. In fact…” He started, more than happy to elaborate and would likely have continued for quite a while if he wasn’t stopped by something. In this case what he was interrupted by was the sudden applause from an actual rat person. This place was filled with interesting things wherever they were and it was his duty to investigate every last thing or person. Anything could have a clue about where they were and what exactly was going on. The sooner they could find out the wyverns’ plans the sooner he could foil it and return home, with detours to investigate this place included of course to ensure he didn’t miss any part of whatever their plan was.<br><br>The rat man was just as interesting as Not Fluffy was. He even knew who the wyverns were or at least knew one of their many disguises. This was good. It meant he had less he needed to explain, in fact it seemed he knew quite a bit. That was perfect, just what they needed. Someone who could tell them about where they were and would explain the basics of what had happened without revealing the entire plot. This was exactly the kind of thing an adventure needed. He couldn’t have planned it better. He nodded his head in agreement as the rat man mentioned that it wasn’t good to terrify the local inhabitants. It was hard to get decent information or cooperation when everybody hated you or were terrified of you or thought you were crazy. Of course Rin didn’t fit under any of those three umbrellas. Nobody could think of him as one of those things. Before he could reply properly however the angry one who the rat man had called Serenity was yelling and shaking the rat man while at the same time the black haired woman was leaving and the door he had just been knocking on had opened to reveal a blonde girl. Unfortuantly he did not get much of a chance to eact tohem as he had an incident he needed to try to stop<br><br>Stepping forward Rin did the only thing he could think of. Stepping forward, he spoke up quickly. “That’s enough. Don’t you think Miss Serenity? Your yelling really isn’t helping matters and if he really knows something about the wyverns and about where we are, making him have a grudge against really isn’t helping.” He insisted. He was the senior adventurer here. He had a responsibility to try to defend the locals. He couldn’t call himself a hero otherwise. “We need allies here. Not enemies or would you rather have the only person who knows what’s going on to not talk to us or worse lie to us.” He said with a nod of his head. He had pulled off the adventurer act perfectly. He knew it. Finally, he could get some allies against the threat of the wyverns. “Now let the ninja rat go so we can figure out what’s going on here.” He finished, trying very hard not to bounce up and down in excitement at all that was happening. A hero shouldn’t be so discomposed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>04-09-2017, 22:50:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/pHmbaO4.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Millicent Devereaux<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zeke, Serenity, Rin, Sleyn, Misha, Maya, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Taking It Outside<br><hr><br>Millie glanced back once in curiosity as Serenity moved to rip Sleyn into rat bits. On reflection, it <em>was</em> odd that he knew all their names. But her course was already set, and it wasn't like Serenity wasn't going to beat the answers she wanted out of the rodent boy, so she headed for the door. At least Ezekiel was tagging along.<br><br>He was right. It was bright outside. Definitely not the kind of thing Millie wanted to take on with a bad case of morning head. But she grit her teeth and pulled through. Enough in fact, to answer Ezekiel's question. "Well, it's a bit of a jump to go straight to the 'Other World' theory. For all we know, we're in Canada or something. Even with the animal ears... Still if it turns out that way, then... I guess two things."<br><br>She stopped turned, and held out her hand, one finger at a time.<br><br>"One - explore. See what this place is like. I've always wondered what another universe looks like. And once we've done that...<br><br>"Two - find a way home."<br><br>The fact that she hadn't really put any thought in how to achieve either of those two objectives floated out in the air in front of them. Well, in front of Ezekiel. Millie tended to be of the mind that she could always make it up as she went along.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leki</strong> on <strong>05-09-2017, 02:15:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s26.postimg.org/kx734i9w9/Sleyn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sleyn Blight<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters Hallway(2nd Floor)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Serenity, Rin, Ezekiel, <br><strong>Notes:</strong> Defying Gravity<br><hr>An exasperated sigh permeated its way into the surrounding air as the hot-headed woman shamelessly began showing everyone just how much her brawn outweighed her brain. Quite the disappointment really considering how her physical features weren’t off-putting by any measure. Quite to the contrary her fiery red head, and toned figure would likely have attracted far more favorable glances had her burning temperament not revealed the brutish oaf that lay hidden beneath the pretty exterior. The moment their eyes met had been definitive however, and Sleyn couldn’t help but heavily slump his shoulders in weary acceptance. Knowing full well that the little obstacle he’d created for Serenity would do nothing to prevent the ugliest of situations from unfolding. It would have been quite easy to scamper off that very moment.... but fleeing in terror was such a tedious thing to go through with...<br><br>“Miss Serenity, I must insist... these ears are quite capable of hearing your disorderly ramblings without you needing to raise your shrill voice” Sleyn stated blankly as he was unceremoniously hoisted upward by the front of his shirt. It was blatantly obviously that the woman was trying to get him to cower away in fear. But unfortunately for Serenity Sleyn had no intentions of lashing back or succumbing to her threats. On the contrary having someone else support his weight wasn’t all that bad an experience, and the only resistance Sleyn bothered to exhibit in retaliation was a slight sagging of his knee’s as he handed the burden of standing upright over to his assailant. <br><br>Seemingly unphased by Serenity’s angry outburst, Sleyn’s attention calmly slide towards Ezekiel as the young man stated his objection, and disassociated himself from the red-headed woman who attempted to bring the entire group together as a joint collective. Disunity hardly came as a surprise to Sleyn, but not even he could restrain his own lips from forming a small smug smirk. Considering how Millicent had already disengaged herself and taken things into her own investigative hands Serenity’s potential reinforcements had already dwindled by half.<br>“If that is your wish, the I shall do as you command Mister Ezekiel... and a good morning to you too Miss Maya” Sleyn continued, pointedly ignoring Serenity’s heated demands in favor of acknowledging the others present first. Possibly intentionally to irritate Serenity even further... not that doing so would do him any good.<br><br>After long last though, someone... finally decided to intervene and call an end to things. It was really quite ironic that the one voice of reason would be coming from the youth that had immediately concluded wyverns were responsible for everything. Figuring that any further delays would lead to his face actually getting mauled by the rabid she-dog, Sleyn reverted his attention back to Serenity once more. Feigning surprise for a moment as if he was genuinely surprised to see himself still being held. “Charisma isn’t your strong point is it? Don’t worry though, I’m sure you’ll be able to make up for it with bravado eventually” Sleyn offered in a not-so considerate offering of peace. “Plus, you never really had the numbers to outnumber the thirteen thousand seven hundred and forty nine inhabitants of this world.” <br><br>“Anyway since my ears are no longer ringing. Allow me to answer your questions... My name is Sleyn Blight, we’re in a hallway, and you’re here because the sensible exit to the bedroom you were sleeping in is here.”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>05-09-2017, 07:59:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fONl17w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Serenity McKay<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> dorms<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sleyn, Rin, Maya, Misha<br><strong>Notes:</strong> I need a fuckin drink!<br><br><br>As Millicent and Zeke broke off from the group Serenity's anger rose. Don't these idiots know there's power in numbers?! Her already spent patients was being pushed to its limits, and worst of all her migraine was growing in intensity as her hangover began to remind her just how much she had had to drank the night before and that she needed to do something about it. This rat boy didn't seem too bothered by her threats and she was more than willing to carry through with them. However as he began to speak what he started saying did not help the marine at all with her intelligence gathering. For starters he didn't seem intimidated. That was blatantly obvious as he ignored her to address those around her. Then the little girl attempted to intervene, continuing to speak of wyvrrns and other nonsense. <strong>"Are you kiddin' me?! We're surrounded by enemies! Who else but someone who wants to hurt you do you think would kidnap you?!"</strong> Serenity snapped at Rin.<br><br>The red head's attention however snapped back to Sleyn when he mentioned how many people were in this place. <strong>"Thirteen thousand?!"</strong> She yelled as her eyes widened in shock for a second. So much for having the numbers. This was becoming way too much to take in much too quickly. And all this moving and shouting wasn't helping Setenity's hangover. She was just about ready to throw in the towel with this interrogation when's Sleyn went and gave her a bunch of smart assy comments to 'answer' her questions. This brought a new redness to her face as a vein on her forehead began to become visible. He thought he was funny? Thought he was cute? I'll show you what I think of you yah little shit! With a roar of anger Serenity brought her other hand up to grab Sleyn by one of his arms. Then with a violent twist and thrust of her hip Serenity hawled the rat man up over her shoulder and&nbsp; slammed him as hard as she could into the ground. Panting slightly, more from her sudden outburst of rage than from exhaustion. Standing up straight and trying to compose herself just a bit Serenity looked at the two girls still with her. <strong>"That's it, I need a fuckin drink. Anyone without animal bits is welcome to join me..."</strong> She said looking at Rin and Maya. To emphasize her invitations intentions she glared hard at the rat man on the floor and the dog man hiding behind Maya. As she stepped over Sleyn she noticed&nbsp; a gold coin that must have fallen out of his pockets when she threw him. Picking it up and looking closely at it for a moment Serenity pocketed the coin and smirked/scowled down at Sleyn one more time. <strong>"And it looks like the first round is on you, <em>Sleyn Blight</em>"</strong> She hissed his name as she said it. She then continued on down the hall to go down the stairs and see what all there was outside. Christ she hoped there was a bar close by. She needed some booze before her hangover got any worse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MelodyCake</strong> on <strong>05-09-2017, 19:56:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e7a7/f/2014/146/1/e/1e990787187ea3d8a67c81b682fc25a6-d7jvjzg.jpg)</div>Name: Misha Petrov<br>Time: Morning<br>Location: Living Quarters <br>Tagging: Sleyn, Serenity, Millicent, Ezekiel<br>Notes: ~ <br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The scene that unfolded as the door open, left the husky flabbergasted and tongue tied. This was far too much excitement for one day, let alone to unfurl in the span of a few minutes. The blue eyed gaze watched as the barbarian woman stormed over to his 'friend', only to find his gaze more focused on the pair that had decided to make their escape. There was one thing the inhabitants of this small world knew, and that was Misha thought mostly about himself, and whilst the redhead was distracted on something, the dog tried his best to formulate a plan of escape! Almost comically, the young man raised his hands up, and took rather blatant obvious 'sneaky' steps; though they were silent. The only thing the dog could think of doing was to follow the more harmless duo that were making their way towards the staircase. But, before he could get anywhere too far, he found himself frozen to his spot, as the silver blue hues stared as the woman went a head and slammed Sleyn to the ground, and he found his eyes meeting the harsh gaze of the 'giantess'. <br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Now, I'd say that's rather uncalled for... I'd think instead of making us your enemies, you should focus on making allies. Cause there are things out there far more terrifying then a house dog and a sewer rat, but I'm guessing you are feeling brave enough on your own." Misha spat out in almost a cowardice whisper, before grabbing onto the cuff of Sleyn pants and dragging him away from the redheaded woman. Despite the fact he couldn't really say that the two were friends by any sort, he couldn't really say he fully disliked the rat either. Everyone here just seemed to have a mutual respect for one another. well, most....<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Though, Misha wasn't going to wait for Serenity to possibly respond to the hopefully unheard words, so thus, the dog found himself trying to drag the rat away to safety to make his way down to the first floor. On that note, it wasn't like Misha had really thought about how would be the best way to get the brown haired sloth down the stairs.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Excuse me?" Misha spoke, somewhat softly as he looked at the pair; Millicent and Ezekiel, that were closing in on the stairs. "Is she a friend of yours?" The dog eared young man found himself asking, looking over his shoulder towards the redhead briefly. "Cause if so, I'd say she is definitely in need of a rather short leash." He almost whispered his joke, before snickering slightly. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"In any case, you two don't seem to want to be associated with her, and you two seem famished! Follow me, and I shall at least be able to set you up with some refreshments." With a polite not to his head, and a toothy grin, Misha tried his best to remain polite and a good host, despite the fact that he was dragging someone along by the cuff of their pants. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrLovegood</strong> on <strong>06-09-2017, 06:06:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/84/e5/96/84e596bcc22516763d99cbbb068850c8--arte-anime-manga-anime.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Maya</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Time: Morning</strong> <br><strong>Location: Hallway</strong><br><strong>Tagging:Serenity, Sleyn, Misha</strong> <br><strong>Notes:Please tell me there's coffee</strong><br><hr><br>With wide grey eyes, Maya took in the scene. "Boy, what a mess," She mused to her self. She was picking up peoples names thanks to the rat boy, Sleyn was it? <em>Yeesh, I hope he's ok.</em> Maya watched the agitation in the&nbsp; aforementioned redhead melt away in to frustration and exhaustion. This woman looked formidable in comparison to Maya's unimposing energy, but she also seemed a little scared and overwhelmed. On the other side of the spectrum stood Rin, the young kid whose sweet but fanciful disposition reminded Maya of her friend's pet ferret, shook with something resembling excitement. between the two of them , she couldn't help letting out a quiet chuff and shaking her head subtly. <br><br>From the corner of her eye,Maya caught Misha scurrying out to retrieve his friend's body. In what must be a train of wonderfully terrible ideas, the silver haired dog-boy was pulling the rat by his pant leg. This might as well be her brother's dog catching a rat in the basement. It's felt like it had been mere minutes since she woke up and the adrenaline- over-fueled beating in her chest&nbsp; still hadn't died down. The disheveled blonde still had alot of nerves to shake out. Amplifying half-awake anxiety, Her body felt heavy being under so much self-fabricated stress. To wake up she shook her head and smacked her hands together over her cheeks .<em> AH! Wake up!</em> One last glance back at the mirror in her room, still the same disappointment.&nbsp; But nothing left to do where she was, Maya went out into the hallway shutting the door securely behind her and jogged towards the stairway. Wait up Serenity! Lets go find coffee!&nbsp; Maya earnestly shouted after the leaving party with all her might but feared like it was still quiet.<br><br>She thought outloud as she jogged the short distance. "Maybe we will find someone who can guide us around." First She reached Rin. Maya paused to tap on their arm. "Join us, maybe we'll find find food." Maya looked at Rin's jacket and coughed into her own fist quietly. "I mean, Adventurers can't think well on an empty stomach I hear." Maya chuffed again before looking up at Rin's face for a second and a corner of her mouth raising. Immediately after making eye contact with Rin, Maya quickened and caught up with Serenity again and walked beside her silently. To break her silence,&nbsp; Maya&nbsp; took a risk and projected her voice at Misha "Please don't drag Sleyn, he might get hurt that way, I'm sure he could walk if you gave him a minute!"Maya grimaced and sighed but didn't go to catch up. Approaching the stairs and now able to see downstairs, not thinking anyone could hear Maya breathed in awe&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">"boy-oh this place is pretty, huh?" </span>&nbsp; Looking around and pulling at the hems of her sleeves and wrapping her arms tighter around her stomach, Maya dared to look up briefly at Serenity again. Catching a corner of eye contact, Maya dropped to silence again and straightened her back to bolster her own self confidence. For her own sake,&nbsp; the shorter girl needed a physical crutch to remind herself not to shrink. She wanted to go help Sleyn but something, some force over rode her concern for the brown haired boy, kept her rooted to Serenity's side. Continuing to whisper outloud unconsciously, She mused&nbsp; herself some more.<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">What am I doing? What's ahead? Gotta pay attention and learn to blend in.</span> Maya pouted knowing full well she wouldn't "fit in".<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>07-09-2017, 13:58:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/oq1iHvG.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ezekiel 'Zeke' Reyes<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Millicent, Misha<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Getting his bearings.<br><hr><br>The audible thump from upstairs caught Ezekiel's ears, telling him that it sounded like someone got dropped. Hard. He sighed in distaste, knowing it was likely Serenity had probably done something like piledriven her poor victim into the ground or something. "Never met a woman more brutish than that in my life. Not even dating sims have made ladies that violent! What is her deal?" He mumbled quietly, stopping to glance back up the stairs, before looking back down to follow Millicent. She didn't seem ready to buy into the 'other world' theory like him and the other black-haired girl were, but the presence of people with animal features was undeniable... That, or they were in some big top-level government funded control experiment. There were always conspiracy theories circulating around the internet about all the odd projects governments of the world were working on, right? Genetic manipulation... While odd for their present century, was maybe not that far off after all.<br><br>As Millicent outlined her goals, he hummed and nodded. "Guess it doesn't get more clearcut than that. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious... Plus I want to know if there are animal <em>girls</em> here too." He grinned, tilting his head until the light reflected off his glasses in the most comically malevolent and lecherous way possible, before he adjusted his gaze and returned to normal. "Mostly curiousity of mine. We've seen two animal guys so far, and I consider myself a chaser of unique ladies. The few friends I have in life would flip their collective shit if they knew I met a real life lady like that." he smiled, before nodding. "Honestly... If the people here are nice and not hostile, I probably wouldn't mind staying around. I always wanted to explore a new world. Still, no sense keeping those that don't want to be here. I could try and help gather information for you and the others. Especially if it gets rid of the hurricane of emotion that is this 'Miss Serenity' character. Pfft, most ironic name ever."<br><br>Soon, a voice called out to them, Ezekiel turning to see it was the same fellow Serenity had wanted to question earlier, dragging the other with him. He could only assume he was partly right about what happened before. "I seriously hope you're not bringing her to us." He sighed, fixing his glasses. The insinuation that the two of them could be anything approaching friends caused his eye to twitch, before he sighed. "The number of friends I have can be counted on one hand, and she isn't one of those five. Matter of fact, everyone here is someone I don't know, so... Yeah. I don't know about a leash, but she definitely needs an attitude adjustment... Or to get laid. Probably why she's so damn grouchy. With a personality like that, she's probably hurting for interest." Ezekiel grunted. Soon, Misha offered the prospect of refreshments, and even he had to admit it sounded like a good idea. "I don't see why not. After dealing with that, and everything before, I guess I am a little hungry... But, uh, is it safe to drag that guy around like that?" Ezekiel pointed out to Sleyn behind Misha. Dragging him downstairs was gonna be painful for sure. After considering it a moment, he moved to the stunned rat fellow, before he crouched to help lift him up with Misha's assistance.<br><br>"Honestly, I don't know everyone in this world, or even the people that came from mine. But no sense being an asshole about it either. At least I'm not powerbombing everyone that can potentially tell me more about this place..." He grumbled in sarcasm, before looking to Millicent and Misha.<br><br>"Okay, I caught your name was Millicent, and our rat-eared fellow is Sleyn. You know I'm Ezekiel, but what's your name?" he asked, directing his question to Misha.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>08-09-2017, 07:12:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/pHmbaO4.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Millicent Devereaux<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zeke, Misha, Sleyn<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>"So <em>that's</em> what you're into," Millicent teased as Zeke mentioned the whole animal girl thing - though some of the levity faded as they enetered the whole issue of Serenity. Yes, the woman had anger management issues, but when you suddenly end up in a new place and strange people knew your names, that's generally what happened. "Well, maybe she'll mellow with time." Millie had her doubts - after all, people had been saying the same thing about her, and if anything, she had just gotten <em>worse</em> over the years. Of course, she'd have characterized it as <em>better</em>, so maybe that was half of the problem right there. Anyway, at about this time, Ezekiel had been moving deep into the sad, and so the brunette said the only thing she could say under the circumstances. "Well, you can count me as a friend... if you'll have me." The impish smile hid a few insecurities of her own. Being friends with Millicent took a lot of work, so most people weren't all that willing to get all that close. Many acquaintances. Few friends.<br><br>And that's about when Misha came by, dragging poor Rat-Boy by the cuff of his pants. And like Ezekiel, Millie raised an eyebrow at the behavior. "So - you're the infamous Mr. Not Fluffy," she shot out with a smirk. "From what I've seen so far, a pair of animal ears is a good sign that the person below them has some idea of what's going on. So... between food and information, I'm game..." Both were important, as her rumbling stomach made sure to protest. It had been a while since she had solid food. "And yeah... a real name would be nice. Not Fluffy is funny for only so long..."<br><br>She'd have said more, but something caught her eye. A glinting piece of metal in a tree taunted her. And so, just like that, Millie went climbing without another word, scrambling up the branches as if she were half squirrel. "Gotcha!" came the cry of triumph as she snatched the coin and scrambled back down, now having a conversation with the inanimate object. "So, what were you doing all the way up there? It's not really the kind of place I'd expect to find you. After all, money doesn't grow on... Or maybe it does..." she revised as she tossed it up in the air and caught it after three flips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>08-09-2017, 23:50:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/aA6pzt7.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misha, Zeek, Millicent, Maya, Sleyne,&nbsp; open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Acting the part<br><hr><br>Rin blinked a few times as even after his attempt to defuse things, they continued to spiral out of control. Sleyn at least was keeping calm and answering his questions, albeit with mostly completely useless answers other than his name. Still he obviously wasn’t doing his job as an experienced adventurer. Maybe he should have been more aggressive with Serenity.. With how violent she appeared to be he didn’t think that was a viable idea but being passive wasn’t likely to work well either. Hmm, this was going to be harder work then he thought. But he would do it. The fate of his home and of this reincarnation’s family depended on it.<br><br>The conflict didn’t last much longer however as Serenity slammed the rat against the wall and stormed off in search of a drink. Leaving him with Sleyn and the blonde who had just come out of her room not long ago. Before anything more could be said however Not fluffy was running about grabbing the ninja rat man and dragging him away. Now leaving him alone with the blonde. He turned to her and said simply. “Well that could have goon better.” Which was probably the biggest understatement of the day. Then again the day had just started and if this interaction was a sign of anything, things were only going to get more chaotic from here. He had just finished speaking when the blonde was chasing after Serenity and asking about coffee. She seemed to change her mind about going on her own however as she was tapping on his arm and inviting him to come along and mentioning the fact that he couldn’t adventure on an empty stomach. She did have a point although after the fact that he was defending the rat instead of threatening him made him doubt Serenity would be happy to see him. Then again he suspected that she wasn’t happy to see anyone most of the time.<br><br>After she had run off Rin was left standing alone in the hallway and staring at the empty stretch of building and tried to figure out what to do next. His first plan of trying to calm everybody down so they could cooperate on foiling the wyverns plot had not gone quite as well as he’d hoped. But that was okay! He would figure something out. He always did even if he had to foil the wyvern’s plot on his own. That left him with a decision to make. Finding more information by chasing down Not Fluffy and Sleyn or see if he could reconcile with Serenity. The latter likely being the harder thing to do. Well he wasn’t going to get anything done just standing there. Making his way down the stairs he hurried outside. He had decided. Info came first and then he would share it with Serneity and at least get on speaking terms with her using that as a bargaining chip. It was genius!<br><br>The moment he spotted Misha dragging along Sleyn He acted. “Not Fluffy and Sleyn wait!” He shouted as he dashed along behind the group and tugged lightly on the dog man’s&nbsp; tail to get his attention. He couldn’t help wanting to grab the fluffy thing. He might have tried to take hold of the ninja rat’s tail to just to see what it felt like if he wasn’t being dragged around at the moment. “Before you go any further can’t you at least say where we are? Preferably a bit more specific than just outside?” He asked, figuring asking one question at a time would get him more of answer than a whole onslaught of questions, focusing more on the chance for answers rather than the group of people gathered around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Leki</strong> on <strong>10-09-2017, 14:40:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s26.postimg.org/kx734i9w9/Sleyn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sleyn Blight<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters Hallway(2nd Floor)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rin, Ezekiel, Misha - Serenity, Maya<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Playing Dead<br><hr>Resistance was futile... and even if it wasn’t, it was still such a tediously unrewarding exercise to commit oneself to. Slumping his shoulders downward and allowing his head to hang lifelessly off to one side. The only sign of attentive consciousness the rat expressed were through his dull golden eyes; which stared up with half-lidden expectation as he responded to the series of shouted questions with completely useless answers of his own. Serenity was clearly itching to pick a fight with someone, and as the oldest and most knowledgeable person in the world, the rat supposed it was his duty to bare the brunt of her fury. Sleyn didn’t have a death-wish just yet... and he wasn’t masochistically enjoying the attention he was receiving by any means. But any attempts to suppress Serenity’s outrage clearly wouldn’t work, and deflecting the problem for a later time had the potential to result in unwanted complications which would take a whole lot more effort to resolve. Plus, it was in Serenity’s favor too that her first act of senseless aggression would be directed at someone who wouldn’t hold the altercation against her.&nbsp; <br><br>Remaining dormant and idle as he was hoisted up into the air in a flash of a moment. Sleyn didn’t even bother to physically brace himself as he felt himself being slammed downward towards the wooden flooring below. In fact, the rat seemed to be at complete peace with himself as his sleepy golden hues disappeared behind his lashes. And had the fall been played in dramatic slow motion with some tragically touching music, the scene would have resembled that of a dramatic suicide off the edge of a building..... though Serenity standing over him and angrily looking down upon him ruined the illusion and made it out to be the murder scene it had been. Stepping back into the shoes of reality though, the fall itself was.... unpleasant. And although Sleyn had miraculously managed to escape hitting his head on the floor too hard. The rat had found himself landing at a different angle to the ground, and a searing pain scorched it’s way up from his shoulder.<br><br>And if that wasn’t bad enough? The woman then decided to rob him like a schoolyard bully! Truly an opportunity to be righteously outraged... but that required too much energy. As did screaming out in pain. In fact, playing dead seemed to be the easiest route out of the altercation for the time being. And surely enough Misha the trusty sled dog allowed his inner-husky to shine through.... albeit being dragged around on wood opposed to snow... without a sled wasn’t as fun as the original concept....<br><br>Not being in a position to express his discomfort, Sleyn continued to keep his eyes shut and pretend to be unconscious as he was ungracefully dragged across the hallway and towards the flight of stairs. And while Serenity and Maya had seemingly opted for the opposite stairwell, the furry-eared pair had apparently caught up with Ezekiel and Millicent.... or rather just Ezekiel as Millicent quickly dashed off ahead; leaving Misha and Ezekiel to clumsily haul the wounded man down the stairs.<br><br>Unfortunately his scheme was ruined upon reaching the bottom of the stairs as an energetic Rin continued to wear his Sherlock hat. Trying to glean at least some shred of information from the one person who seemed to be in the know. Sighing quietly to himself as he was forced to drop the unconscious act, the rat glanced over and tilted his head in response to Rin’s question. <br>“Just so you know, asking me a question doesn’t means you get a turn at throwing me around....” Sleyn stated matter-of-factly, seemingly serious for a few seconds before smiling to indicate his jest. The aching pain in his shoulder continued to throb, but besides it's rather obvious limpness it was hard to believe Sleyn had been assaulted only a few moments prior.<br>“But in all seriousness, I’ve answered enough questions for today. If you want anything more out of me you’ll have to make it my while. I’d like to think of myself as a generous rat, but my kind aren’t exactly known for our altruism.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>10-09-2017, 17:17:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fONl17w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Serenity McKay<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near the void gate<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya<br><strong>Notes:</strong> What the actual fuck is going on here!?!<br><br>As Serenity heard her name being called out by the small blonde woman she slowed her pace ever so slightly so that Maya could catch up. She didn't turn her head or really do anything to acknowledge her other than slow down. But as the girl's comment registered she smirked just a bit as her scowl began to disappear. <strong>"Heh, this morning is already way past coffee."</strong> Serenity said with a slight chuckle. <strong>"This is a Bloody Mary morning if I've ever seen one. Hell I might just need a whole god damn bottle of whiskey at this point."</strong><br><br>Serenity decided to ignore Maya's calls to Misha, that rat bastard got what he deserved. Serves him right if he's hurt, maybe next time he won't be such an ass hat. Continuing down the stairs Serenity had to agree with her new acquaintance, this place wasn't too shabby. Much better than anywhere she had traveled to in a while. As they arrived at the bottom of the stairs the marine couldn't help but chuckle at Mays's little mumbling to herself. She placed a hand on the blonde's shoulder to pull her out of her thoughts. <strong>"Don't worry about blending in girly. Take it from me, it's much better to stand out. And by the way, I'd rather not let Rat boy back there be the one to introduce me, so let me do it myself. Sergeant Serenity McKay of the United States Marine Corps."</strong> As she continued walking she took her hand off the Mays's shoulder and offered a hand to shake as they continued out the door. <br><br>Once outside Serenity quickly surveyed her surroundings. The building they exited had a college like feel to it, and they were surrounded by trees and the temperature seemed temperate. Further off she could see tall cliff walls. They appeared to be in a valley or canyon of some kind. No, that wasn't quite right, more like a crater! The cliffs surrounded them on all four sides as far as Serenity could tell. And as her eyes followed the cliffs quickly she spotted something even stranger far off in front of them.&nbsp; Off in the distance was a strange swirling light that seemed incredibly out of place with its surroundings. <strong>"What the hell?..."</strong><br><br>Acting quicker than thinking Serenity grabbed Maya by the hand and pulled her along as she began running towards the swirling vortex. Passing the others gathered outside and quickly blasting past the fountain in the center of the area the marine dragged Maya all the way down the path until the two were standing in front of the huge wrought iron gate in front of the roiling void. Serenity instinctually had positioned Maya behind her in a protective manner, one of her arms out in front of her. The marine's brain was having trouble comprehending what she was looking at. Sleyn's comment on this being another world rang through her head again. What the hell was going on?! The hell was this!?! With the confusion and the hang over clouding her judgment Serenity took a few steps forward and touched the key hole in the center of the black gate. <strong>"What in the actual fuck is going on here?..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetSerenade</strong> on <strong>11-09-2017, 20:08:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2qk6x68.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Noel Renard<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters (Her Room)/Hallway<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rin, Ezekial, Misha, Sleyn, Millicent - Serenity mentioned as 'yelling woman'<br><strong>Notes:</strong> - Why to people have to be so vicious? <br><hr><br><em>"Miss Renard, we regret to inform you that your family will not be visiting for the Holidays. They have important events they need to attend with your father heading towards his Senate position."</em> The Assistant said to the young woman. The assistant, Debbie was her name? Was it? Noel didn't know anymore. Debbie she would be. There was so many assistants and none of them ever attempted to even get close to her anyway. <br><br>"Of course, please send them my love." Noel said as her lips spread in a bright smile, inside she was crying, again. She was cast off by her loved ones, and all she could do was sit here. Actually, a lot of Noel's emotions were internalized. But she had learned to smile through the pain. "I wish them well." She said as she got up from the meeting with the representative. She also knew that she'd spend her entire life here, unless she 'faked' being 'better'. There was nothing wrong with her, she was just not a good Christian Daughter to her father, nor was she incapable of giving up her belief in magical things. He did not like this, nor did he not like that she refused to bow to his whims and demands the way her mother did. She was not some flimsy woman, though she was almost always appearing happy and rather exuberant. <br><br>Because she was, she really was. Life was for the alive, why focus on the negatives? Yes, she'd spent her entire life in this place. Even if she got out she'd still be a ward of her parents, they had her marked - legally - as incapable of making decisions for herself. She was marked as 'disabled' - because apparently, she was socially incapable of adapting. But what money did she have to fight her family? What allies? She had The Institute, and the children that she helped. Some would be life long tenants, like her, some would come and go when they were better. But always she would remember the children. <br><br>Now that her monthly meeting - was the holidays so close? (At least in her 'world' they were) - with her parents representative. She should have figured, her parents rarely came for the Holidays, and even more rarely for her birthday. <br><br>She scuffed the ground with her sneakers, releasing a low sigh. She stuck her hands in her jean pockets, and rocked forward for a moment. Perhaps a nice walk around the gardens of 'The Institute'? Something nice and relaxing. It was chilly out, which was why she was wearing her hoody. She adjusted her zipper as she approached the outside, the black long sleeve skin-tight t-shirt vanished at the rise of the zipper. She shoved her hands into the pocket of her plush, stupidly comfortable, hoody and let her braid dangle over one shoulder. <br><br>What was she going to study later? After her nap? Studying was pretty much the only true mental stimulation she had. Other than playing chess with some of the Doctors, or getting to play some board games with the kids. Even still, keeping her mind occupied was hard. She half wondered if people in the old days who were sane upon entering locations like this... went insane due to lack of mental stimulation. There was only so many times you could read '<em>Pride and Prejudice</em>' or '<em>Gone with the Wind</em>', before you wanted to eat the books out of boredom. <br><br><br>At least her father was giving enough to provide for her extended Education. She was working on classes, but had access to taking as much or as little as she desired. Because she always had nothing but time, she could take even more classes than the usual person. Which probably made her seem completely bonkers to the people who looked at her registration information when she applied for classes. <br><br>Her steps faltered as she looked up at the blue expanse above her. It wasn't chilly enough for her breath to mist, and the only reason she had her Holiday request information was because her parents always made her request months in advance - and then they turned her down usually just before Halloween. <br><br>Halloween, now there was a fun holiday - but she could only get to watch as the children were dressed up in costumes and were lead around to the different departments and offices in the 'Institute'. She was too old to participate, and she had not been allowed to dress up for Halloween in the entire time she had been there. She was an <em>adult</em> and they didn't <em>get</em> to dress up. Which seemed ridiculous, what was wrong with having child-like wonder and appreciation for the magical? It was causing no ill health effects, she was as healthy as a closeted twenty year old could be. <br><br>Her steps picked up again as she made her way through the tree lines, heading back to the area where they kept the resting areas in the gardens. She dropped herself down on a padded lounge chair and stretched out. Her head hitting the 'pillow' and eyes closing. <br><br><strong>Darkness filled her mind, and before long she realized she was waking up</strong><br><br>Her eyes opened, flickered, twisted in her skull as there was a slight pounding there. "Damn, new medication after effects..." She said as she swung her legs down - but instead of her feet hitting grass... they hit carpet? What... She looked around, her gaze blurry and a bit confused. She heard yelling - shouting - almost like that one guy that had been with them for a bit, a Soldier who had PTSD from the war. His parents had been richer than most of the board members, and had wanted the best help. She remembered watching in helplessness as she tried to help him like she did the children. <br><br>Actually he had reacted pretty well to her, that was until he started hitting on her and the orderlies had to 'move' him. <br><br>Her father didn't want the prospect of her being tainted for possible marriage alliances. See, she was just a tool to her family - no matter how much she loved them. <br><br>Groggily she rubbed her head, laughing a little as she heard the yelling pitch and drop. She frowned, but then let a smile come to her face. That was until she realized that the room she was in was not her own. Had she been moved? Was this a hallucination from her new medication for her insomnia? <br><br>She hummed, bouncing up off of the bed and taking a moment to brush her fingers over her braid. She cracked open her door, peaking her head out to watch the events, quietly mind you. When the angry woman took off - and the others started dragging off an injured... animal eared - tailed - man... She decided the non-angry party was her best bet. <br><br>So she came up behind them, the group with the injured... was he a rat man? Or a mouse man? Hmmm she'd be unable to tell unless she - ah... Rat, the tail always was a give away between rats and mice. They had gone down some stairs and she caught up with them, her slight frame standing several steps up as she bit her lip then slowly smiled. "Do you mind if I follow after you? I heard the fighting... I hid in the room. I'd like to know why I'm in a new Institute? I wasn't told they were transferring me..." She said softly. "Someone has to have information, correct? Is there a Facilities manager I can speak to?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrLovegood</strong> on <strong>11-09-2017, 20:08:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/84/e5/96/84e596bcc22516763d99cbbb068850c8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Maya</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Time:Arbitrarily 10am</strong> <br><strong>Location:Out by the gate</strong><br><strong>Tagging:Serenity</strong> <br><strong>Notes:That's what I said</strong><br><hr><br>At the firm hand on her shoulder, Maya's train of thought was quieted. "Yeah, I guess you're right, fitting in wouldn't make any sense, heh."First, because her mouth had been startled shut; fortunately Maya was able to suppress her surprise to a twitch and catching her breath. Second, because the warmth of Serenity's hand&nbsp; spread from her shoulder into her face . Moreover, the redhead's chuckle disarmed Maya's nervousness. Maya looked up at Serenity and nodded. "Its a pleasure to meet you Sergeant."Maya called upon her taught social&nbsp; graces and took Serenity's hand giving a firm handshake. "I'm Maya, ain't got any titles but I am pretty dependable."Maya Shrugged awkwardly, suddenly feeling stupid for such a random adjective...<br><br>Maya looked around at the trees and pristine stone walkway. "You know..."Just at that moment Serenity noticed the strange swirling in the distance and Maya hadn't had a second to react when the tall woman grabbed her hand and ran with it. Maya screeched at being tugged suddenly and focused her energy on keeping up with her new companion's long stride. When Serenity stopped in front of the gate and let go of her, Maya narrowly missed crashing into her back. While she was sure Serenity had enough inertia to stay on her feet, the idea of falling onto someone she just met, was not a favorable.<br><br>Catching her breath Maya thanked her god that she kept up with physical conditioning in recent years.<em> Yeesh, WHAT IS TODAY?</em> Maya looked up and craned around Serenity's body shield and when she saw the vortex before them took in a deep sigh. <br><br><em> "What in the actual fuck is going on here?..."</em>She heard Serenity stammer out.<br><br>"That's what I said...like 5 minutes ago. Yeesh"She walked over to the edge of the path and while leaning down to pick up what she thought was a sparkly a pebble but saw a shiny coin&nbsp; laying under a bush and studied it for a moment before she dropped it into her bra. Breaking off a small twig from that same bush, Maya walked stone faced over to Serenity's side and stuck it through the gate. <em><strong> Fwoosh</strong></em>[/b] There it went, disappearing into the ether. Maya took a sizable step back and mimed kicking the gate in frustration. "uH HUH, GREAT... This is some video game nonsense." She then crouched down on the ground and pondered, exasperated, staring into the swirling darkness. "YUP, MhM. Uhuh. Yup. This is some shared dream we can't wake up from."She pursed her lips and looked at Serenity. "There has got to be like... a puzzle or something, right? A riddle, something. I honestly don't know what I'm saying ."Raising an eyebrow and rubbing her temples, she preceded with what most people would describe as noncoherent&nbsp; grumbling and shook her head looking past Serenity again." I assume You're real because my ass still hurts from falling on it earlier." Then suddenly she stood up again and put her hand out gesturing for Serenity. "I'll be real with you, this all a little ridiculous. And<strong> I</strong> need coffee or something resembling sedatives. This is a fun dream, don't get me wrong but...yup. Let's try another path,eh? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>13-09-2017, 02:30:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fONl17w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Serenity McKay<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <br><br>Serenity started a little as Maya's stick vanished into nothingness in the swirling vortex. The marine's brain was having trouble digesting what all this was as her companion had her own little mental break down beside her. She didn't register all of the girl's babbling as her own mind went through about the same thought process. <em>"A game... this is like a video game... one of those stupid sim ones? A dream is out, I never have hang overs in my dreams... or could I? No, never have before...but why are we here? I've never met the people before in my life... And ANIMAL PEOPLE! The fuck is up with the animal people?! Is my subconscious telling me I'm a furry? No that's stupid... then what?!"</em> These thoughts and more rages through her head until Maya abruptly stood back up and motioned for Serenity to follow.<br><br><strong>"Uh... yeah, yeah that sounds good."</strong> Serenity was only half paying attention. She looked back at the vortex one last time before she began walking away from it with the blonde. In a bit of a daze she took in their surroundings. All she could see were dense forests, a fountain ahead of them, and beyond that some more school type buildings. She figured the new ones ahead of them were as good as anywhere else to start. Shaking her head to snap herself out of her daze was not the best idea, as the quick motion made her head ache spike and she almost lost her balance for a second. She caught herself before she would fall and looked straight ahead again. <strong>"So, Maya right? Wanna check the buildings up ahead? Coffee sounds good and all, but I really hope there's more here. Like I said I need something stronger, or at least to make it some Irish coffee."</strong> The brightness of the sun was starting to get to her as the adrenaline began to wear off. Christ she needed a drink, why did hang overs have to suck so much?<br><br>As they came upon the large building at the other end of the crater Serenity shoved the doors open and stepped into the large building. Just like he one before it it was rather nice. Wood floors, plants and other decorations, all the details you'd expect at some sort of college. <strong>"Oi!"</strong> she called out into the open space, <strong>"Anyone here? We need somewhere to get a drink!"</strong> Subtlety wasn't Serenity's forte, and with her migraine thundering in her skull she just wanted some answers a stiff drink. This seemed like the best way to get someone's attention. She noticed the smell of breakfast food wafting into the entrance, but wasn't totally sure where it was coming from. She turned to Maya and shrugged. <strong>"Well, it smells like breakfast is on. Wanna go check it out?"</strong> Seemed like as good a place as any to start. Maya could get her coffee and even if a drink was at the top of Serenity's list food was a close second. She had drank her dinner the previous night after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-09-2017, 02:31:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/pHmbaO4.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Millicent Devereaux<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zeke, Misha, Sleyn<br><strong>Notes:</strong><br><hr><br>Curiosity satisfied, and yet still piqued, Millie leaped back to the ground with an almost preternatural grace. With almost as much presumption, she continued the conversation where Rin left off. "Well, not to be picky or anything, but we did somehow end up here against our will. You can't fault us for being curious as to why we're here, or where <em>here</em> is. Or what here is. So much to figure out. But I suppose we don't necessarily have to be violent about it." She looked the mouse up and down. She had questions; he had answers. As far as she was concerned that was a match made in heaven.<br><br>But then came in yet another strange abductee, or, if her words to be believed, inductee. "Institute? This place is some kind of school? Or is it more like a research lab? Are we lab rats?" The irony of being that while accompanied by Sleyn was not lost on Millicent. "Or is it more like an asylum? I mean I don't <em>think</em> I'm crazy, but that's supposedly one of the tests to see if you are." She was working her way through all the possibilities. No doubt there was some common thread between her and the other... she decided to call the collective we <em>guests</em> for the time being... other guests that linked them together and explained why they were here. Much as having animal ears seemed to link the hosts. Maybe it was a PETA thing. She didn't remember being particularly cruel to any animals lately, but who knows - one steak dinner would be all it took to set those guys off sometimes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrLovegood</strong> on <strong>13-09-2017, 05:43:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/84/e5/96/84e596bcc22516763d99cbbb068850c8--arte-anime-manga-anime.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Maya Lee</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Time:Breakfast</strong> <br><strong>Location:I don't know</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Serenity</strong> <br><strong>Notes:Baileys for the soul</strong><br><hr><br>Maya Nodded and let Serenity get even with her on the road before walking towards the next building."Mmm Bailey's in the morning.heh" &nbsp;Maya's tone was completely even but she coughed and ran her hands through her hair anxiously. Alcohol to solve a hangover...boy she was a woman after Maya's heart. <em>Brash, strong, gorgeous. Probably Barking up the wrong tree as usual girl</em>Maya was half glad she was alone with Serenity so they could get to know each other, half nervous because she couldn't disappear.&nbsp; Maya thought back to Misha and the others. maybe it was best to have serenity away from them for the time being. and 1-on-1 was more of the introvert Maya's speed. <br><br>They opened the doors, well Serenity opened them, The smaller woman just sort of slipped though the doors before they closed. The smells of food made her stomach grumble and beg immediately. Maya lightly smacked her companion's arm. &nbsp;"Yeesh,&nbsp; no need to shout. If YOU have a hangover how are your own ears not ringing? "She Chuckled softly before walking forward and swallowed. <em> Please don't be mad!</em>Anywhoooo, let's fortify our livers! <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">and possible shut my mouth up...</span> With a glance back she marched forward following her nose into the cafeteria(?)&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>13-09-2017, 16:57:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fONl17w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Serenity McKay<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya<br><strong>Notes:</strong> This world is like a game right? Maybe I have powers. Booze powers!...Nope...Damn it all.<br><br>As Maya slapped her arm Serenity smirked a little. She was right of course, it hadn't helped her head, it just seemed like the quickest way to get an answer. Turning to follow the girl she chuckled a bit at her liver comment. She punched Maya back in the arm playfully, though being used to being around other marines Serenity's 'light' punch was more like someone else's regular punch. <strong>"A woman after me own heart."</strong> she said. Following Maya into the cafeteria, was it a cafeteria? Sure looked and smelled like one. It reminded Serenity of basic training a bit. She saw some trays over by what appeared to be the start of a long breakfast buffet and walked over to grab one, handing another to Maya. <strong>"Well, let's get while the gettin's good."</strong> And with that Serenity began piling things onto her plate. Bacon, sausage, pancakes, fruit, eggs, pretty much a little bit of everything.&nbsp; With her tower of food in hand she set it down at one of the tables and then got back up to find the drinks.<br><br>Walking over to where they seemed to be she saw all the usuals. Coffee in a couple blends, teas, water, juices. Nothing that would help her get drunk. The marine grumbled a bit as she glared at the refreshments. Instinctively her hand went to her back pocket where she normally kept her flask, but as she'd expected the stupid thing wasn't there. With another groan she grabbed one of the pots of coffee and poured a cup. She left it black and took it back to the table along with some orange juice. Sitting down she glared at the two glasses a moment longer before grumbling, <strong>"...Maybe if I stare at them hard enough they'll become an Irish coffee and a mimosa..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MelodyCake</strong> on <strong>14-09-2017, 04:34:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e7a7/f/2014/146/1/e/1e990787187ea3d8a67c81b682fc25a6-d7jvjzg.jpg)</div>Name: Misha Petrov<br>Time: Morning<br>Location: Living Quarters <br>Tagging: Sleyn, Serenity, Millicent, Ezekiel, Noel<br>Notes: ~ <br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Along with Ezekiels help, Misha helped Sleyn down to the bottom of the stairs, though not really seeming all to phased by the whole thing. If anything, the little notion of his tail sagging ever so slightly at the disappointment of not dragging his 'friend' down the stairs. But his thoughts remained on the words the white haired youth spoke, and the husky noted down that the other could speak a lot. With a slight chuckle as a response to the animal eared girl remark, Misha couldn't help but to wonder how the younger boy would react meeting a so called animal eared girl he had in mind. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Well, lets just say there are a few more asides from me, and the rat here." Misha mused as he nudged his shoulder a bit to shake Sleyn a bit. The silver blue hues watched the scene unfold as they tried to absorb as much details as they could, before stepping closer to his animal eared brethren, and wrapping an arm around his back and shoulders even tighter, and pulling him in for perhaps a painfully friendly embrace, before looking over at the group of humans that had gathered around them.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Welcome to Wonderland!" Misha found himself saying, with his free arm comically stretched to one side, after Noel came to the scene with her questions of this being an asylum. Though, the husky eared youth, hoped that by the way he jokingly poked his tongue out at the group. Though, despite the fact he wanted to continue to make his animal eared friend uncomfortable, he let go, before giving the group just a warm, almost gentle smile.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"To answer some of the questions I remember... My name is Misha." The dog eared young man spoke,before giving Ezekiel a teasing grin. "And yes, there is also a girl who is like us." The silver haired spoke, gesturing to himself, and the brunette, rat eared individual. "This isn't an Asylum, not is it an institute. We here like to call it Prison." And if it weren't for the fact how easily those words rolled out of his tongue, it perhaps would have seemed like Misha was joking, even more so due to the smile never really seeming to fade. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"There are a few things everyone should keep in mind, but I think it's best to tell you all about it after we have all eaten! It's no fun to be all serious on an empty stomach." The husky spoke, with a firm nod, before just taking a step in the right direction towards his destination. "Sleyn here might not be up for answering questions, but I might be pretty easily convinced after a meal. Who's hungry?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>14-09-2017, 08:12:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/aA6pzt7.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> living quarters hallway<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Misha, Zeek, Millicent, Noel, Sleyne,&nbsp; open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Answers, fluffy things, and food<br><hr><br>Rin straightened up as he arrived at the scene, he had to look the part of the brave adventurer he was. After all if he was going to try to gather allies to strike against the wyverns he needed to be able to look reliable even if everybody here was taller than him. He looked towards the unconscious looking rat man as he suddenly opened his eyes and revealed that he was not unconscious but was merely acting like he was before responding to his questions. The small male nodded his head when told he wasn’t allowed to throw the rat man, acting as if he took his words completely seriously even after Sleyn smiled to indicate it was a joke. He frowned however as Sleyn told him that he wasn’t going to answer any more question. “What do you want as payment?” He asked, wondering what a ninja rat thought would work as payment. <br><br>Before Rin could speak more however and try to get more answers blonde girl number 2 had appeared and asking if she could follow them and asking questions about an institute. He hadn’t considered that. The wyverns might have imprisoned them at some kind of institute to convince them to play along and forget about their plots. But he wouldn’t fall for it. He would try to clear things up for her at least a little bit. “We’ve been abducted by wyverns and drawn into one of their nefarious schemes but I don’t know any more specific details yet. That’s why I’m asking Not Fluffy and Sleyne about this place.” He explained with a nod, knowing he had done a good thing by explaining the situation about what was going on.<br><br>Millie was asking her own questions about the idea of being at an institute but he was confident in his own analysis of the place. “If we are at an institute it’s a trick to make us give up on finding out the wyvern’s plots and make us stay here and make us give up on trying to escape this place.” He added, deciding to make his thoughts known to the group so they would understand the depths of the wyverns’ cunning was and what kind of tricks they could try to play on them. He had foiled many of their plots but they could still surprise him sometimes with the depths of their cruel bestial cunning.<br><br>Still holding on to Not Fluffy’s tail, he was surprised as the other began to talk about where they were and welcomed them to wherever they are. Pouting a little at being ignored he gave Not Fluffy another tug on the tail before he straightened up to act like the veteran adventurer he was. He listened as Not Fluffy introduced himself to all of them and began to answer some of their earlier questions without asking for payment other than food however which he was quite appreciative about. He had plenty of money thanks to Alexis’s publishing of his journals but his reincarnation’s little sister insisted that he couldn’t use a lot of it because otherwise he bought ‘weird’ and ‘childish’ things no matter how much he explained that they were tools to help him slay wyverns and stop their invasion.<br><br>As the subject changed to who was hungry his stomach rumbled. Not missing a beat Rin raised his hand. “I am hungry. I did not get a chance to pack provisions,” By which he meant snacks. “And I was occupied chronicling my adventures so I did not eat.” He finished as he looked up at Misha. “Now where do we go for meals?” He questioned with a tilt of his head as he tried to figure out the lay of the land.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>14-09-2017, 09:20:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/oq1iHvG.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ezekiel 'Zeke' Reyes<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Millicent, Misha, Rin, Sleyn, Noel<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Now it's a party!<br><hr><br>"Ah well, you know. Guys like me don't have any luck with the real ladies so we take to ones of virtual persuasion. Less troublesome in the long run." Ezekiel remarked, rubbing his arm as he recognized just what 'his' trouble in the world was. Thankfully she was elsewhere right now, no longer terrorizing them for the moment. Depending on the layout of this place, however, another meeting with her was going to be unavoidable sooner or later. Hopefully by then she would learn to be a little more diplo- "Pffthahahaha... Huh? Oh, sorry, just... Uh, laughing... At something else." He reddened a bit, remembering he wasn't by himself yet. He wanted to laugh at Millicent's optimism that she would mellow with time, but who knew. Her readiness to be his friend struck him as odd, however, casting a quick glance at the black-haired girl, before he hummed. "Friends, huh? Sure, that sounds like fun to me, as long as you're not just doing it so I can do your homework or something." He quipped, helping to guide the dizzied Sleyn along with Misha. Thankfully the next person to show up with them was the other black-haired girl... The violent one seemed to no longer be near them, as far as he could tell. He was quick to ask the dizzied rat man a question, Ezekiel turning to say to give him some time to recover... But the man spoke as if he wasn't stunned at all. Was he just... Acting? ".. You play unconscious better than I do." Ezekiel sighed, noting he could learn a thing or two from Sleyn. He let go of the rat man a moment later when it seemed like he could walk on his own power. <br><br>For now, Misha started to answer a few of the unspoken queries he had in his mind, such as the presence of others besides him and Sleyn... Though Sleyn had already mentioned this earlier with that rather large answer of his earlier. Further attempts to speak on the current subject were halted, however, as a new girl arrived... Thankfully this one didn't seem as violent as Serenity, for sure. As lost as the rest of them were, he raised his hand. "I don't see why you can't tag along. As long as you don't suddenly start powerbombing anyone here. Good call hiding from the fighting though." Ezekiel remarked, before shrugging. "You're as lost and looking for answers as the rest of us. I was in my room leading a huge day long raid on Fantasy Frontier XVI when I passed out on the last ten percent. Now i'm wondering if I cost my people the run." he mused, though it was a personal grievance that didn't concern anyone else. Likely it would confuse them as to what the hell he was even talking about. The other black-haired girl interjected her own story about how they'd been abducted by wyverns. Millicent seemed to take well to the blonde-haired girl, leaving him to wonder... Maybe they really were in some sort-of large scale control experiment. Though testing their sanity didn't seem like the theme... Maybe testing their ability to adapt?<br><br>"I guess we've all got colorful stories, huh..." He spoke a second later, certain the girl was probably going to think a fair few of them were mental after that tale. However, given they were traveling with people with animal characteristics, was there such a thing as a story too crazy?<br><br>The dog-themed one spoke a moment later, revealing himself as Misha, and then mentioned there was someone else like them: A girl, even. Ezekiel practically stopped, eyes beaming with delight as he wondered just what this fair animal maiden looked like. "For real!? I need details, man! Is she big? Small? Amazonian? Is she curvy or kind of washboard? I don't discriminate, really!" Ezekiel smiled, holding his hands together, before Misha dropped the next bomb about how the place... Was something of a Prison. Maybe that validated the black-haired girls wyvern capture theory a bit, maybe it didn't, but any place that had babes with animal features he could only see online in his world was possibly the furthest thing from a prison in his mind. "Sure doesn't look like a prison. No wardens, no orange jumpsuits, no overall depressing atmosphere... But I suppose i'll see more about that later..." he trailed off. Definitely something he'd have to investigate later. The rumbling in his stomach reminded him that it had definitely been hours since he'd last eaten... Matter of fact, the last thing he ate were Hot Pockets that he had a few moments to heat up during their epic raid, and even then they weren't completely cooked. A meal definitely sounded good to him. Moving to Rin, he slung an arm around the black-haired youth.<br><br>"I second the little lady. Until I can secure a map of this area, a little guidance couldn't hurt." he smiled, adjusting his glasses with his free hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrLovegood</strong> on <strong>15-09-2017, 04:17:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/84/e5/96/84e596bcc22516763d99cbbb068850c8--arte-anime-manga-anime.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Maya Lee</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Time:Breakfast</strong> <br><strong>Location:Cafeteria</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Serenity, and off handed :the others</strong> <br><strong>Notes:Omnomnom</strong><br><hr><br>"Aaooow..." Looking around the cafeteria,and rubbing her arm, Maya wondered where everyone else was. There must be more animalpeople in this world than those two, right? Maya pondered as she filled her plate. Unlike her hardy companion, Maya was not over zealous and anyhow, this whole adventure so far had given her a nervous stomach and a bit of nausea. She put two large flapjacks on her plate and drizzled them in honey and arranged berries allover the top of them. She then grabbed a cup and poured the bitter elixir of life into a cup and then dripped heavy cream into it until the volume threatened to spill out.&nbsp; Maya sipped until the coffee no longer was dangerous to carry and filled pitcher with water. Lastly, the already burdened small girl picked up a banana with her teeth before making her careful way to the table Serenity sat at.<br><br>She set her load down carefully depositing the coffee and water first,and then her foods. After a deep breath she took to gracefully shoving sweet dough into her mouth. As she ate she stared at Serenity staring at her drinks. "While I find horribly hungover people adorable, I am sad to say...No matter how much you stare, Brunch wont apparate you know." Maya rest her cheek in one hand while eating her banana and wiggled her eyebrows. "Plus alcohol would likely kill an animal other than humans so...who knows , maybe we should start our own brewery? If we're here long enough" &nbsp;Maya choked a little inside at her own joke, but she realized she really didn't mind the thought of living in this new world for a while.&nbsp; <br><br>Whatever train of thought started, then and there froze in the station when Maya sat up straight upon seeing approaching forms out past the far doors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MelodyCake</strong> on <strong>15-09-2017, 23:07:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://d.facdn.net/art/pancakebunny/1503605312/1503605282.pancakebunny_bats.png)</div>Name: Judy Rivera Renta<br>Time: Morning<br>Location: Cafetaria<br>Tagging: Serenity, Maya, Open<br>Notes: ATTACK!&nbsp; -splat-<br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Even Judy knew that the best way to maintain her power within the small world she currently resided in, was to remind the residents of her strengths. Remaining in one of her usual hiding spots, the girl relied on the feeling of the vibrations on the floor to visualize if someone came in through the cafeteria doors. The girl of course wasn't going to allow anyone to feel superior to herself, and besides, considering she felt an even higher need to show the boys that she could more then easily keep up with them, the brunette had to make sure they wouldn't get one on her. An hour easily passed the early morning, and despite her usual self being rather inpatient, once she had set her mind to a task, she usually stuck through it to the end.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The feeling of the soft thudding vibrations, the bat felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise as she tried to contain herself at least still for long enough before making her attack. Though, if it weren't for the fact that the girl had already gotten herself so exciting during her time waiting, she perhaps would have picked up on the female voices that began speaking, but the only thing her brain could pick up on was that it was the sound of two people. Remaining in the cupboards beneath the table stacked with breakfast buffet the two girls took liberty of eating from, without even asking first! Thank you very much.... Judy felt herself readying her weapons in each hand, with her fingers wrapped firmly, but not too tightly, as she laid her ear against the cupboard door and remained waiting.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Judy had at least been able to wait long enough for the two girls to be seated by one of the tables, before she burst out of the tiny cupboard. "HUSSAHH!!!!" The short girl shouted, to assert her dominance and fear into her enemy, and it perhaps would have worked if the girl hadn't proceeded on face-planting the floor for a brief moment. With a ketchup bottle in one hand, and a mustard bottle in the other, Judy raised herself up before running to the girls, squeezing the bottles tight to bathe them in the tomato and mustardy goodness. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"HAHA!" The tiny girl laughed in decleration of her actions, as she emptied the bottles pretty quickly onto the two girls, and their lovely breakfast, only to find herself blinking rather confused. Unlike Sleyn and Misha who had been lucky enough to already get an introduction, the winged shorty was rather obviously startled by the sight of the two girls. Slowly taking a step back, Judy began to wonder if she perhaps should have waited a bit longer, before making her rather messy first impression. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Whoops..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>16-09-2017, 07:12:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fONl17w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Serenity McKay<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maya, Judy<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Batgirl, you just signed your death warrant...<br><br>Serenity grumbled as her attempts to magically change the liquids in her cups to booze failed. What good was some mystical other world if she couldn't magically turn things into alcohol? At Maya's comments she sat up straight, grumbling something about stupid animal people worlds and their stupid lack of powers. With a defeated sigh she picked up her fork and skewered a sausage link. <strong>"Can't blame a girl for tryin'."</strong> She hadn't been called adorable in a long time, it wasn't really an adjective that fit Marine Sergeant Serenity McKay. She didn't pay it much mind though as her grumbling stomach reminded her she needed to eat. She shoved the sausage into her mouth and began devouring her breakfast.<br><br>She'd been trained to eat quick in basic and it was something she'd never stopped doing. Pausing only to breath and occasionally wash her food down with a drink the red head stuffed her face ravenously. She paused for only a moment to say something to Maya but was cut off by a loud yell. Some...bat? thing fell out of one of the cupboards under the buffet. An animal girl? She face planted but quickly recovered, and Serenity noticed she was holding something colorful in each hand. Said colorful objects turned out to be condiment bottles. Aimed at them like weapons...and fully discharged.<br><br>After shouting in triumph the new comer seemed to realize that the two girls had not been who she had thought. As she realized her error Serenity's eyes appeared to have the fires of hell blazing in them. Being hung over was bad enough. Now not only was there another one of these animal fuckers, but this one had decided to sneak attack them, covering them with the messy red and yellow condiments. Slowly the marine stood to her full higher of 6', towering over Judy. Her baleful gaze was locked on to her as ketchup and mustard dropped from her hair. She never moved to wipe it off, too focused on the small figure before her. <strong>"Maya..."</strong> Serenity said cooly and sternly, barely keeping the mounting rage from her voice. <strong>"Back up please."</strong> She cracked her knuckles as she gave her blonde companion time to move away. Then, once she had moved, reached out slowly...and flipped the table. As food went flying Serenity lunged at Judy, arms open and ready to grab the bat and tear her to ribbons. <strong>"You picked the wrong woman to mess with shorty!"</strong> she hollered at Judy. <strong>"I've already floored your little rat friend, don't think I won't tear you apart batgirl!"</strong> She chased after her would be assailant, tossing tables and chairs out of her way to get to the diminutive creature. <strong>"You think you can run from me you flying twat weasel?! I'll shove my boot so far up your cunt your eggs'll fall out scrambled!!"</strong> When Serenity got really pissed her inner drill instructor came out. This day had just continued to get worse and worse and Serenity had had it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>16-09-2017, 16:21:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/pHmbaO4.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Millicent Devereaux<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zeke, Misha, Sleyn, Rin, Noel, Serenity (mentioned)<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Prison?!!<br><hr><br>Millicent was taking everything in stride. Until at least that one word. "Prison?" Suddenly, she seemed quite perturbed indeed. Perhaps not <em>Hi my name is Serenity and I came here to kick ass and chew bubblegum and look at that I'm all out of bubblegum</em> perturbed, but it was also clear she was not happy with this latest development. "Why the heck are we in prison? What could we possibly have done?" Again, actually there were probably ten or twenty statutes that Millie figured she had been in violation of in recent memory, but none would seem to merit imprisonment - especially this bizarre kind of imprisonment with no bars in sight. Really, what this was all about was that she wasn't very comfortable with anything that might hinder her freedom of action.<br><br>Of course it was about then that her stomach rumbled. At which her consternation broke a little. "OK. Food first. Then answers. <em>Lots</em> of them." Her mind was still racing. At this point, she wasn't even ready to discard Rin's theory about wyverns so quickly after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Virtual Prisoner [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrLovegood</strong> on <strong>17-09-2017, 23:53:27</strong>
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				floatleft](https://i.pinimg.com/736x/84/e5/96/84e596bcc22516763d99cbbb068850c8--arte-anime-manga-anime.jpg)[/floatleft]<br><strong>Name:Maya Lee</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Time:late morning</strong> <br><strong>Location:Cafeteria</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Serenity, and Judy</strong> <br><strong>Notes: WHY?!</strong><br><hr><br>Whatever or whoever Maya imagined she saw in the distance, she disregarded it entirely when the cabinet doors burst open behind her . The initial shock spiked up her spine and she dropped her fork. When she heard a feminine scream behind her and froze in place. While still in statue form, Maya felt slimy&nbsp; liquids shot at her back and hair. She slowly Rose to her feet and started to turn. Her hand touched her hair and she paled.the smell if mustard and ketchup filling her senses and worsening her nasuea. Why? she whispered to her self. <br><br>Maya was jarred out of her daze by Serenity's voice and her instincts kicked in. The shorter girl scurried behind her towering companion. Serenity the the table and roared taking off after whoever just assaulted them. Meanwhile Maya had a moment to absorb her situation. The fact that the girl she was seeing before her was a bat, wasn't much of a surprise. At this point.<br>&nbsp;Whyyyy Desperation stated swelling in her chest.Maya's face flushed and she shivered, arms stretched awkwardly to her sides. This was the breaking point. Physical damage could be absorbed, the insanity and confusion that's surrounded her the last couple hours&nbsp; could be ignored<em>,but this IS GROSS. SOOO GROOSSSS</em> The tears in her eyes started to spill out whether she liked it or not. Maya took off and raced for the bathroom ignoring everything occurring around her. <br><br>As soon as she confirmed she was alone, she tore off her shirt and shoved her head in the sink. The stink had started to set in but Maya scrubbed and rinsed until her hair felt slick and clean. She used the clean half of her shed shirt to pat her hair at least long enough to stop dripping. Maya took a second to search for a way to lock&nbsp; the bathroom door.&nbsp; She fumbled with the mechanism, after a minute of nervous fingering, <em>fuck it</em> <br><br>Next started scrubbing her shirt and soaping until she was convinced no more of the stain would be gone. While she stood wringing out the clothes, with her heavy wet hair on her shoulders and the cold tile sending chills up through her feet, Maya shivered. The blonde stood and looked into her own defeated eyes and her vision blurred as the tears filled her vision again. Maya was so very thankful she was alone in that moment...
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