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(My earlier posts had Chopsuey speaking in a much thicker accent .... I decided to fix this in case readers get confused)
"AAAAAAARGH! Not eh'gehn! Eet can't happen eh'gehn!" Chopsuey spouted out angrily, staring at the site of another one of his ship's crash landings ..... Upon landing in this bright, sunny town, Chopsuey's ship had suddenly went haywire and blasted off into the middle of the sandlot. The sand, debris, and other junk from the crash was sprinkled about everywhere ......
The green alien speedily crawled over to his ship. He cared not for what damage he had caused to this planet's surface. He only wanted to make sure his ship wasn't horribly mangled again ...... A sigh passed from his mouth. The sigh quickly gave away to an insane, chattering laughter. "Gwa! Ugga-bee-heeheheeeeeheeeeh! OH eet eez so GOOD to hev a sheep! .... Now .... where am I?" He looked around for any life forms.
.... This place was similair to Earth .... moreso than Traverse town ..... Chopsuey pulled out a plasma cannon gun .... and also a new projectile weapon.
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Last Edit: Mar 29, 2011 8:37:04 GMT -4 by Zephiris
Nyra had been on a break. Zetsu had permitted a lull in the training, and she had taken advantage of the time to go explore the town a little. She had stumbled upon a wide, quiet area of sand that appeared to be a training ground of some sort. The place was quiet and bathed in a warm glow that was quickly becoming familiar. A perpetual, unbroken calm -
BAMMMM.
Nyra leaped around, heart in her throat, and then flew her arms up to protect her face as a blast of sand and debris hit her full on. By the time the cloud had cleared she was faced with the oddest sight she had ever yet to see in her entire life, far surpassing the first time she had found herself in another world. There was a ship. Like Zetsu's gummi ship, but stranger in so many ways. She didn't have any words in her vocabulary to depict the scene before her.
Then there was a creature, clambering over the still slightly smoking ship in the middle of the Sandlot.
Nyra just stood there gaping. She couldn't find the words at first. Then,
Chopsuey angrilly squinted around. Bright sunlight ..... He could care less about such a thing. After all, most of his life ws spent without it. But it seemed like an extravagent change from Traverse town's permament night fall ..... He wondered .... could there be humans?
"What. The. Hell?"
"Hmm?" Chopsuey suddenly growled. He quickly turned around in paranoia, half-expecting a viscious alien warrior sneaking up on him. "MEEGA NALA QWEESTA!" The green being yelled as he fired his gun. It wasn't his regular plasma cannon though ..... he decided to use his short-ranged teleport gun instead.
A green beam fired at the human girl (Nyra). The collision caused her to suddenly start spinning around in place before disappearing from sight! ...... She would reappear somewhere else, but still nearby for Chopsuey to see .....wherever she goes .....
(sorry, but it aint big. i'll do that no more. I promise)
Nyra's brain was working too slowly to raise Nocturne, which under normal circumstances she'd have done the instant she saw a gun pointed at her. Quite on the contrary, at the sight of a strange, six-limbed creature speaking gibberish and gesturing at her with an unfamiliar weapon, Nyra could do little but choke out "Wha--," before feeling the dizzying effects of the shot.
She'd never felt a stranger sensation in her life. It was too short an ordeal to put the feeling to words.
A second later and she found herself on the opposite side of the Sandlot. Disoriented, it took her a few seconds to realize that she was now facing the creature's back, and was no longer near the exit that would take her back to Zetsu.
"Hey, now you wait a minute there! Who are you? What the heck is that thing?" Nyra demanded, suddenly snapping back into herself. Her body, however, was still unstable, and it was all she could do to not fall over. She imagined that she probably looked rather comical. The thought wasn't helping her sudden shift in mood in the least.
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Last Edit: Dec 23, 2010 4:52:28 GMT -4 by Zephiris
Chopsuey continued his panicked, uneasy snarl. Strange ..... his victim was no where in site ..... Was said victim accidently vaporized? Chopsuey wondered while scratching his head and staring at his gun. Another question popped up .... What was that thing he fired at? He didn't even bother to look before firing, a trait he prides himself in.
"Hey, now you wait a minute there! Who are you? What the heck is that thing?"
Chopsuey turned around in shock. Shocked to see another human being on a planet not in the sol system .... a female one with dark hair. What was going on? First, Traverse Town, a planet that most definitley was not earth, was populated mainly by humans. Now, he reached another planet with atleast one human on it ..... Judging by her dizzy appearance, she must've been the target he had originally fired at .... Chopsuey remained alert and angry, but lightened up enough to have a "friendly" chat.
"Who? Me? Theez?" Chopsuey playfully pointed to himself, then to both of his guns. "My nehm eez of no eemportence for now .... Theez, on the other hend, eez my teleporter ray. Eez really fun ride, no? You like thee speeneeng?" The furry monster chuckled. He fired a beam from his gun again at the girl. It didn't matter if she was randomly teleported again or if she dodged the shot, he would still answer with: "So then .... who are YOU? What plehnet and systeem ehm I on? I seek ensers!"
Teleporter ray. That did not sound good. "No, I definitely do not like--"
Before she could get the sentence out, a beam was fired at her once more, and her feet were still too unsteady to carry her out of range. Nyra found herself yet again being spun into nothingness and back again.
This time she landed fairly close to the creepy, annoying little thing with the accent. Nyra caught her bearings quicker this time, feeling anger rising within her like the tide. She crossed her arms and glared. Then an idea sparked in her head, and she glanced around the lot quickly, wondering.... "Is this your idea of good training, Zetsu?!" she shouted. "C'mon, you can do better than that!" No answer.
She smirked suddenly, her irritation suddenly gone. She put her hands on her hips and leaned forward, addressing the creature before her condescendingly. "I'm Nyra, nice to meet you, sir. You're in Twilight Town. I pretty much have no clue what a 'systeem' is, though, so I can't help you with that."
She straightened up and grinned at him. Now dodging she could do, if he'd rather beam her with the 'teleport ray' than talk like a civilized person.
Chopsuey's little victorious smirk quickly brushed off his face. The girl couldn't help but be transported randomly, much to her chagrin. But it appears as though she was keeping her wits about her ..... and judging by her tone of voice, she must have been insulting him or something while answering his question. The experiment's growling and his squinted eyes showed obvious anger towards the girl, but he tried to keep his paience.
"Nyra, eh? Such eh non-human name. Etleast, not eny name I would expect to hear." Chopsuey said while observing Nyra's face ..... She seems to be thinking of something, something behind that patronizing grin. "Why does she have to treat me like a kid or something?" he thought. It was getting on his easily broken nerves. "Sooooo .... I leave one town only to enter eh-nother one! Theez .... Twilight Town ...."
Chopsuey, still snarling, jumped over to the human. She was much taller than him, but he wouldn't let size get in the way. He pointed his plasma cannon at the girl's neck. He pointed his teleporter gun at her, but he didn't plan on using it again yet. "THEEZ gun eezn't a teleporter, eef you cetch my dreeft! I weell not take your eensults! Explain to me the way of life of theez town! What heppens? Thee currency? POLEETEEKS!"
A non-human name? It seemed pretty standard to her. Then again, she was from another world - probably from another 'system' entirely.
And then, she had an alien with an accent pointing a gun at her neck.
And alien. With an accent. Pointing a gun at her neck.
Holy crap, I have an alien with an accent pointing a gun at my neck.
Her first instinct, as per usual, was to use aero to flit away. This time, though, she held her ground, straining against the temptation to wield her winds. She could feel the slight breeze around her legs, tempting her to take off. To distract herself she shifted her eyes to hold the gaze of the snarling monster. He was speaking. "...POLEETEEKS!"
Exasperated, Nyra raised her eyebrows and gaped at the creature. "How the hell am I supposed to know? I just got here!" She stared at him, trying not to look at the gun in one of his many hands.
"Don't pleh games weeth ME, leetle human! I - ..... You eh ..... you just got here?" Chopsuey's gargling growl of a voice suddenly lightened up into a sincere, almost dumbfounded question. He ignored the fact that she didn't know what politics were, or even how to properly pronounce it. "Err .... You aren't of theez plehce?" He asked again, quickly lowering his gun from Nyra's neck.
"Well then ..... Tell me .... What are you do-eeng here?"
Suddenly, a small group of people had shown up to the sandlot, having heard the sudden commotion of the spaceship crash. At first, they were perplexed by the strange, large red machine that had left piles of debris all around it .... Then they stared in disbelief at a scary green monster midget pointing something at a woman's throat. "Hmm .... too meny people .... Leesten girl, explain yourself to me in that beeldeeng over there." He whispered while pointing at the large, shut garage door.
One of the people from the group, an older man, approached the two strangers and spoke to Nyra. "Um ..... are there any .... problems, ma'am?"
Chopsuey, not letting Nyra get a chance to explain this dangerous situation to a stranger, fired his teleporter gun at her again. She began rapidly and crazily spinning in place again before vanishing into thin air, much to the man's confusion. The green alien fired his gun at himself as well, causing him to go crazy in a spasm before disappearing ..... He reappeared inside the garage. Nothing inside besides dust, webs, and some struggle supplies ..... he waited for Nyra to reappear. These teleports are quite random, so it's possible she may have went off course a little .....
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Last Edit: Dec 23, 2010 17:57:36 GMT -4 by globber
"Yes, did I not just say that?" Nyra said irritatedly, but then her expression changed as the creature's suddenly became sincere, and the gun was slightly removed from her neck. She was beginning to think of an answer to his next query when she suddenly heard some gasps, and she turned to see a group of townspeople clustered around the monster's machine. One of them approached her cautiously.
"Um. . . are there any . . . problems, ma'am?"
She felt herself spinning; the answer she had been forming on her lips was choked out of her, and a moment later she was sucked into nothingness. When she reappeared, she smacked headfirst into garage door.
He's gotta stop doing that, Nyra thought, massaging her head and cursing under her breath. She unbolted the door and scrambled inside.
It was cool, dusty, and dark in the garage. Nyra felt the walls for a light switch, but upon finding none, gave up and turned to the creature with her hands on her hips. She could barely make out his form in the darkness. "Well?" she asked.
Chopsuey made a slight chuckle. This girl can't see her way that well enough in this darkness, but HE could. Chopsuey blinked once. His black eyes suddenly glowed an eerie neon green. Now he could see things a bit more clearly. He paused a few seconds to study his surroundings, and then darted his eyes at the girl.
"Well? Whaddya mean "well"? I'm the one weeth the gun! I ehm the eenteragater!" The experiment angrilly lashed back at Nyra. His green eyes penetrated the darkness to stare back into her own eyes ..... he finally looked away and sighed to himself. "Okay then. I ehm Chopsuey. I come from secret leb on esteroid. Eef you want to be formal .... AND stress my superiority to you, you weel refer to me ez 621." He gurgled out with a smile.
"I ehm lookeeng around for .... how you seh .... a new "job". Baseekly. Sometheeng to keep myself occupied. ..... So how eh'bout YOU, human girl? What are you doeeng here?"
Nyra didn't know what a lab was, or where esteroid lay, but she sure as hell wasn't going to call the creature 621. And not only because she didn't want to 'stress his superiority' - in truth, it'd feel strange to refer to someone by a number.
So she ignored him and came to sit down in the spot across from where he was standing, feeling around to make sure she didn't run into anything. "Its Nyra," she reminded him. "But as for me, I kinda got kicked out of my world. Or more like, it got destroyed, swallowed by darkness. I just ended up in Traverse Town. As for why I'm here, Zetsu brought me here to train me, but surely you know that --." Then she stopped and sighed, her head plopping back to lay on the cold floor. "Nevermind, he probably didn't actually send you. I dunno what I was thinking."
"So what about you, Chopsuey?" she said a moment later, pointedly stressing the syllables in his name. "What kind of... jobs... do you do?" It suddenly occurred to her how strange the situation was right then. She was lying on a floor with an alien, having a good ole' chat, not one hundred percent certain she wasn't going to be beamed with a plasma ray at any moment. Well, now I've done everything.
Chopsuey's green eyes widened to point of resembling two huge ghost orbs. Her world? Destroyed? by darkness? .... That sounds no different from what had happened to himself quite a while ago. Or more like, what had happened to that snooty planet, Earth. The fact that she had landed in that exact same place he had "Traverse Town" makes things even more exciting! The green experiment felt like interuppting, but stopped upon hearing the name; "Zetsu" .... "Zetsu? .... sounds like a tanarkian phlagmartin ...." (yeah, I made up an alien race!)
Chopsuey decided that such small, mundane stories about guys named "Zetsu" or about "training" here in town would be rather boring, so as soon as Nyra asked him a question, Chopsuey answered with a compressed telling of what had happened to himself .... ".... M- .... MY world was overtaken by darkness too .... Monsters appeared een every corner to spread CHAOS. Thoze strange shadow creatures caused more destruction than I could!" Chopsuey bitterly admitted. " ..... The job I look for ... eez one weeth danger. Like field work for science! Field work eenvolving thoze shadow monsters and their habeets. I weesh to study theez darkness, and train for eet. How to fight and combat eet to deefend myself!" He decidedly left out the part of him wanting to learn how to use the darkness .... He did want to train himself in fighting the shadowy monsters though.
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Last Edit: Dec 23, 2010 23:05:02 GMT -4 by globber
Post by shinjihirako on Dec 23, 2010 23:50:18 GMT -4
Seth looked at the wreckage and the humans gathered around it and smirked slightly. Seems someone had a travelling accident. He smiled as he pulled out his revolver and fired into the air to grab the people's attention. "I'll say this once so listen up. Get out of here, now!" As the people began to flee the icy eyes of Seth lit up. Aquaius would rarely do such things but this intrigued him and if it were Ventus or Perurro they may get a bit... excited.
Walking to the wreckage which was now clear of people he glanced at some of the debris along the way. Definitely not normal, whatever crashed here obviously hadn't come from this world. He examined some of the remains and didn't recognize anything that could come from here. Definitely not of this world. He took a quick look around and saw a door open. Leaving the wreckage he wandered over to the door unsure of what he'd find inside.
(Short I know but will hopefully get longer as this goes on.)
A shadow of a grin appeared on Nyra's face, growing ever larger the longer she listened to Chopsuey ramble on. She wouldn't dare say it aloud, but to her he seemed almost endearing - a pain in the ass, yes, way too gun-savvy, and somewhat frightening, but she'd humor him. She also found it intriguing that the same thing had happened to his world that she'd gone through with Tamara. Except she'd been too high up to notice if there were any Heartless. . .
Danger. Field work. Shadow 'monsters'. For some reason, a now-familiar spark of adrenaline coursed through her for a split second at Chopsuey's words. She opened her mouth to comment, perhaps to mention something about the training she was undergoing as well, but the words never left her mouth. She heard voices outside.
In a small spurt of wind, Nyra was on her feet, her body alert and her hand lightly resting on Nocturne's hilt. A moment later and a shadow fell across their small crack of a light source, plunging them further into darkness. "Who's there?" she asked curiously. She stepped forward a bit, trying to discern features through the darkness.