LV City

(Ok, I won't post first, if only because I need a bit of time to work with things beyond the diverging point. It would be safe to assume though that any technologies or other such things I use are still continuity, and I will most likely use them in the future, under different circumstances. Technically though, I GET SECOND POST!)

 

Derahex was continuing his research, as he would have in the other timeline. However, this time around, Saint Patrick's Rune did succeed. The repercussions on the world made themselves apparent.

"Eh." Derahex sighed. He was in a really boring part of his most recent project, and none of his, Inter-World "Skype Pals", so to speak, were available. Fair enough, they had lives of their own too, after all. He would have like an idle conversation while he was working, it would ease the boredom. But, such is life. He hit 'Save' again, for most of his technology was experimental and the programs were prone to crashing often. He thought the rest of the day would be spent in a lethargic haze of bore, but of course he was wrong.

A message window popped up. It warned that a large group of massive energy spikes were in the area around LV City. The readings were... Off the charts. That never happens. Ever. His scanning system could accurately estimate the energy levels found in a quasar. Derahex watched the readings and whistled. "Well that's something." He took note of the general area and started packing his things. Looks like he was going on a little trip to LV City. I guess that's a good thing. I should get to know the community more. He thought.

Derahex then looked back at his project, which would now be on hiatus. "Bah!" he said, closing the programs necessary to work on on it. Derahex really hated leaving work unfinished and rarely interrupted his stuff, even if it was boring. However, this was one of the exceptions. He got dressed in his theatrical public appearance clothes, took his RACI, or Remote Access Communication Interface, and he was off. He left his equipment running, because although his RACI had basic functions, it's main feature was that it could remotely access and use his main computer and equipment. He had a measure of protection in case someone tried to hack his data, and his most valuable equipment had protections of their own in case a theft was attempted.

He went out of his house, and got to town. Shockingly, though, all the public transportation systems that normally went to LV City did not go there. He overheard news and general gossip that the city was under some sort of lockdown. This can't be good. He thought. He had somewhat known that LV City had some sort of advanced defense system (Unless it's only the Resort, in which case I'm greatly mistaken and is reason more why I should continue documenting). The fact that it was activated meant trouble. Big trouble. He didn't want to use up Macca, but he had no choice. He had to get there.

So he headed out of the town, and summoned an Avian, Vidofnir. It appeared like a sort of majestic golden ostrich, but with much larger wings. Derahex jumped onto its back, and ordered it: "Take me south, to LV City!" The Demon responded: "Very well, master." And they took off with blinding speed, heading to the disaster zone.

(I would have posted sooner, but between the documentation, this RP, drawing pictures for my characters and my life outside the net, I haven't got loads of time. I don't know how often I'll get to post, but I'll do my best!)

 

(It's fine. I'm sick at the moment, so I won't be participating until probably tomorrow.)

 

(i'm sorry your sick Nbay)

 

(You feeling better Nbay? Also, I am assuming the part where I crashed into the Resort is still legit. But there's a twist!)

Rythin shook his head. He sat up slightly, and looked around. He was in a bedroom at @[member="Nbay64"]'s house, one of the guest rooms. He could see out the window, it was around... Nine AM? He couldn't be sure. Looking on the calendar, he could see...

"Whaaaaa?" it was three days since he'd absorbed the Fluidic Aether! He turned, and was about to leave the bed, when he noticed something. There was a void, where he could normally feel his right leg. He took the blankets off, and saw that he only had one leg.

"Well, shit." he said tiredly, before he activated his magesighr, to see if @[member="LadySmugleaf"] or @[member="Nbay64"] were in the building, before he gasped. There was a massive power in the room, on the level of Citamorcha at his prime! He looked around, but found nothing. He hyperventilated, panicking. Whatever this power was, it could become invisible, even from his senses. He was about to try and crawl from the room when he stopped. There was a large power in the room. He couldn't see it or sense it. And it has fluctuated as soon as he'd panicked.

"Well... shit." he said, sighing.

 

TrainerRythin shivered slightly as he balanced himself, leaning against the nightstand. All the memories had come back to him, from his going Hypermode at LV City, to searching for @[member="Spammernoob"], to crashing into the Resort under the side-effects of absorbing so much power. He calculated that roughly thirty to forty percent of it remained, having forcibly expanded his core as it flowed into him. He knew that he could also use it for propulsion, and gathered power into his arms and legs-"Leg", he told himself. There was a wheelchair in the room, but he hated being constrained like that.

He let loose a small amount of power, and after shooting upwards, very nearly hitting the ceiling fan, managed to steady himself half a meter off the ground. He tolerated his remaining leg, and gave a small cry of exhilaration when he moved forward, but frowned slightly when his altitude dipped slightly. He supposed it was from the power being used to propel him at an angle, instead of straight up, which spread out the propulsion more. It was a multitude of calculations and formulas, and he loathed math.

Floating over to the door, he put his hand on the doorknob, and felt a pleasant tingling. "Wards?" he murmured. "Probably to prevent unwanted entry to my room. Seems they forgot to key me into the wards that are supposed to protect me though." he said amusedly. Classic Nbay, forgetting the minor details to get the big picture. He pulsed a small needle of energy, barely draining his core before it refilled from the ambient magic in the air.

It easily pierced the veil of power, and he smirked, before barbs shot out from it, shredding the wards. He opened the door, and floated out to make some breakfast.

 

(Shifted his remaining leg, not tolerated. Don't mean to double post, but it's hard to edit from mobile. It's also why there were no thoughts, I can't do italics from my phone.)

 

Nbay woke up on the couch in his resort. God, what happened last night? He decided to go check on @[member="LadySmugleaf"]. He found her in his bedroom. "Morning honey, sleep well?"

 

(Wait, were @[member="LadySmugleaf"] and @[member="Nbay64"] together yet at this point?)

 

(Yes, it was immediately after we hooked up that the Zragoth attack happened.)

 

(Got it)

 

(T-three days?! I'd have largely enough time to get there and check on everyone with that time... Looks like I have some extra writing to do...)

The Vidofnir Derahex was riding on was flying at top speed, even using up all its magical strength to propel itself even faster. This is good. At this rate, I should get there in 15 minutes... Suddenly, Derahex's RACI sounded in alarm. Hastily, he took it out of his pocket, and checked. The aftermath of the massive energy spikes was creating instabilities in Space-Time, and one of those instabilities was... closing in on him?

Derahex looked up and turned his head to the right. Sure enough, an odd circular deformation was heading right for him. A wormhole? He thought. What was odd was, parts of it phased in and out of sight, and it changed colour erratically. Almost as if it was... glitching? As soon as he finished his thought, the wormhole caught up with him, and he was sucked inside. It. Was. Horrible. Like the worst motion sickness he ever had. But for some reason, he couldn't barf like his stomach was screaming to do.

He was ejected as suddenly as he was sucked in, though he appeared to be flying over Xarn(?)'s Resort area. Only, the defense system was still active. He had just gone through a wormhole, and the Artificial Intelligence detected that as long-ranged teleportation. Great. He most likely wasn't entered in the system's "Good Guy" database, and he just teleported in like an intruder.

"HOLY SMOKES!" Derahex yelled as his Vidofnir started dodging the incoming anti-air munitions that were being shot at him. However, Argo was no ordinary stupid AI, and she eventually understood Vidofnir's tactics, and fired that single shot with perfect accuracy. Vidofnir disappeared in a flash of red electricity, and Derahex continued in the direction due to momentum. Vidofnir flew a bit close to the ground so maybe I won't have to many broken bone- He didn't have time to complete his thought, as he got hit with a strong magical bolt by one of the magic-using trainers keeping guard. The Harmonizer greatly lessened the damage he took, however the impact sent him in a new direction. The floor was getting real close now....

CRACK was the sound of his left arm breaking as he literally bounced off the floor by a few inches. He tumbled and skidded a long distance, leaving splats of blood the whole way. He lost consciousness for a few seconds, however he woke in a start, the jumpy movement hurting him. Derahex new if he blacked out now, he would never wake up. From what he felt, his majestic slide probably broke his two legs, a few ribs, and some spine sections. His RACI was laid there, only three steps away. If I can summon... A Demon with healing powers... But all he had to pull himself there was his right arm.

With a titanic effort, he somehow managed to pull himself up to his RACI. But as he was extending his arm to grab it, someone stepped on his hand. Derahex would have screamed, but all he managed was a bloody cough. He painfully raised his head, and saw one of the commanding officers of the defense operation. Kenmoore was her name. "Citamorhcan scum!" She said, as she spat in Derahex's face. Despair and sadness filled Derahex's eyes, and he fell unconscious, his head falling in the small pool of crimson liquid he had produced, the sound of the dying alarm filling his ears. He fell, certain that he would never awake again.

[(What happens to me? Does someone surprise Kenmoore in the act? Does Kenmoore take me to the healing bay/place for questioning? Something more original? I'll let you guys (And gal) decide which is best. Also, these events can happen later, to leave you guys time to get back in the game. I don't mind not posting for a while, it'll leave me time to continue documenting and drawing.)]

((@[member="TrainerRythin"] Terribly sorry Argo! I edited the post to better accommodate her existence))

 

(*Argo takes control* I. AM. NOT. AN. AI!)

Rythin floated through the kitchen when he heard a beeping sound coming from his communicator. Pressing the button to accept the "call", he listened to one of his commanders, Kenmoore, her name was, as she explained to him that she had caught a Citamorchan Agent over LV City. It would seem that the flaks worked better than he'd expected. He was confused as to why the agent wasn't very... Subtle. Judging from her reports, he'd appeared in a large wormhole over the Southern district, before being shot down. It was too flashy for a Citamorchan Agent. CAs were known for their stealth and tactics, it made no sense for them to just abandon subtlety like that.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when Kenmoore asked if he was okay. He looked back at the communicator. He hadn't noticed he'd been staring into space. The black-haired girl was blushing slightly. He sighed. The girl was young, around one or two years his senior, and seemed to have a little thing for him. He had no idea how or why, but it seemed true. One of the only rumors from within the guard's ranks that wasn't total bullshit.

"Haaaaah... I'll be down there in a few hours, keep him locked up, put him in a clean cell please, I'm not sure he's an agent. Knock him out though, just in case." he said tiredly, before ending the call.

 

"You're telling me you don't remember me?" Nbay said to @[member="LadySmugleaf"], astonished. "After all we've been through together?" He sighed deeply. She must have amnesia. "Alright, my name's Nbay. Tell me, what's the last thing you can remember?"