Cuz I'm Bored: A Chaotic/Everything RP

[Through the Living Hope]

56 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"You don't know them. And I have no reason to trust you with them."

She looked at 17.

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

23 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She looked at 17.

They did not look at her.

[Through the Living Hope]

9 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

They did not look at her.

“Do you want to go with him.”

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

15 hours ago, PyroPhile said:

"I heard you from the surface."

I heard you... they were in a worse situation than 209845 had expected. The clock was running. The panic returned, but 209845 shoved it back down. There was no time here for emotion. They had to move. To think...

16 hours ago, BlueWildRye said:

Sigismund suddenly became visible again, and nodded to 209845. "Who is coming?" he asked. He seemed to have forgotten, and indeed forgiven, their earlier fight.

209845 turned to him, surprised to see him back. Well, this was good. Everyone was here. Everyone except Owen, that was... but they could deal with him later.

"The Cloud. With all the noise, plus them," it nodded towards the Primals, "they must already be on their way. I have an idea to hide from them, but its a little... crazy."

15 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"17 is not safe out here. I need to take them home."

The old man shook his head. "I'm not affiliated with the Cloud. They won't here anything from me."

209845 began to respond, saying that the Cloud had its ways, but then reconsidered. If this man was so powerful, perhaps the Cloud really had no way to know about him. There were more forces at work here than 209845 had ever imagined...

"Very well then. Go. I can't stop you. But I need you to make a decision soon. Because if you're still here when they arrive, believe me, you will not survive. It does not matter how strong you are. Compared to the might of the Cloud, I am but a nail... the hammer is on its way."

209845 turned to address everyone. A goddess-turned-mortal, a set of Primals, a disembodied voice, a timeless wizard, a Maker, and a slew of mysterious people. The power in this chamber astonished it; and yet, they were all in its hands.

"If you want to hide, follow me. There is one way we can hide our signature..." 209845 looked around at the group one more time, then turned down to look at the passageway from which it had come. Down towards the temple, Owen, and the viruses. And began to walk. Hoping the rest would follow.

@Through The Living Glass@Bird Furious@BlueWildRye@Spark of Hope@The Aspiring Archivist@PyroPhile@SpiritOfWrath@CoderDrag0n8@CosmicWaffles

[BlueWildRye he/him]

3 minutes ago, Hoid Slayer said:

I heard you... they were in a worse situation than 209845 had expected. The clock was running. The panic returned, but 209845 shoved it back down. There was no time here for emotion. They had to move. To think...

209845 turned to him, surprised to see him back. Well, this was good. Everyone was here. Everyone except Owen, that was... but they could deal with him later.

"The Cloud. With all the noise, plus them," it nodded towards the Primals, "they must already be on their way. I have an idea to hide from them, but its a little... crazy."

209845 began to respond, saying that the Cloud had its ways, but then reconsidered. If this man was so powerful, perhaps the Cloud really had no way to know about him. There were more forces at work here than 209845 had ever imagined...

"Very well then. Go. I can't stop you. But I need you to make a decision soon. Because if you're still here when they arrive, believe me, you will not survive. It does not matter how strong you are. Compared to the might of the Cloud, I am but a nail... the hammer is on its way."

209845 turned to address everyone. A goddess-turned-mortal, a set of Primals, a disembodied voice, a timeless wizard, a Maker, and a slew of mysterious people. The power in this chamber astonished it; and yet, they were all in its hands.

"If you want to hide, follow me. There is one way we can hide our signature..." 209845 looked around at the group one more time, then turned down to look at the passageway from which it had come. Down towards the temple, Owen, and the viruses. And began to walk. Hoping the rest would follow.

@Through The Living Glass@Bird Furious@BlueWildRye@Spark of Hope@The Aspiring Archivist@PyroPhile@SpiritOfWrath@CoderDrag0n8@CosmicWaffles

Sigismund stayed put, watching the Maker and 17. Would they follow 209845, or return home? His plan was to follow them, to see what they were up to, but if it risked his own demise... He sighed and started walking behind 209845.

[Through the Living Hope]

1 hour ago, Hoid Slayer said:

I heard you... they were in a worse situation than 209845 had expected. The clock was running. The panic returned, but 209845 shoved it back down. There was no time here for emotion. They had to move. To think...

209845 turned to him, surprised to see him back. Well, this was good. Everyone was here. Everyone except Owen, that was... but they could deal with him later.

"The Cloud. With all the noise, plus them," it nodded towards the Primals, "they must already be on their way. I have an idea to hide from them, but its a little... crazy."

209845 began to respond, saying that the Cloud had its ways, but then reconsidered. If this man was so powerful, perhaps the Cloud really had no way to know about him. There were more forces at work here than 209845 had ever imagined...

"Very well then. Go. I can't stop you. But I need you to make a decision soon. Because if you're still here when they arrive, believe me, you will not survive. It does not matter how strong you are. Compared to the might of the Cloud, I am but a nail... the hammer is on its way."

209845 turned to address everyone. A goddess-turned-mortal, a set of Primals, a disembodied voice, a timeless wizard, a Maker, and a slew of mysterious people. The power in this chamber astonished it; and yet, they were all in its hands.

"If you want to hide, follow me. There is one way we can hide our signature..." 209845 looked around at the group one more time, then turned down to look at the passageway from which it had come. Down towards the temple, Owen, and the viruses. And began to walk. Hoping the rest would follow.

@Through The Living Glass@Bird Furious@BlueWildRye@Spark of Hope@The Aspiring Archivist@PyroPhile@SpiritOfWrath@CoderDrag0n8@CosmicWaffles

Réva waited. 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, Hoid Slayer said:

I heard you... they were in a worse situation than 209845 had expected. The clock was running. The panic returned, but 209845 shoved it back down. There was no time here for emotion. They had to move. To think...

209845 turned to him, surprised to see him back. Well, this was good. Everyone was here. Everyone except Owen, that was... but they could deal with him later.

"The Cloud. With all the noise, plus them," it nodded towards the Primals, "they must already be on their way. I have an idea to hide from them, but its a little... crazy."

209845 began to respond, saying that the Cloud had its ways, but then reconsidered. If this man was so powerful, perhaps the Cloud really had no way to know about him. There were more forces at work here than 209845 had ever imagined...

"Very well then. Go. I can't stop you. But I need you to make a decision soon. Because if you're still here when they arrive, believe me, you will not survive. It does not matter how strong you are. Compared to the might of the Cloud, I am but a nail... the hammer is on its way."

209845 turned to address everyone. A goddess-turned-mortal, a set of Primals, a disembodied voice, a timeless wizard, a Maker, and a slew of mysterious people. The power in this chamber astonished it; and yet, they were all in its hands.

"If you want to hide, follow me. There is one way we can hide our signature..." 209845 looked around at the group one more time, then turned down to look at the passageway from which it had come. Down towards the temple, Owen, and the viruses. And began to walk. Hoping the rest would follow.

@Through The Living Glass@Bird Furious@BlueWildRye@Spark of Hope@The Aspiring Archivist@PyroPhile@SpiritOfWrath@CoderDrag0n8@CosmicWaffles

Jidah bit her lip hard, stood, dismissed her dome, and followed. 

Please come, Lati.

She caught up to 209845. “How are we going to hide?”

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

4 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

“Do you want to go with him.”

"...Yes."

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"...Yes."

“You’re 100% sure.”

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, Hoid Slayer said:

I heard you... they were in a worse situation than 209845 had expected. The clock was running. The panic returned, but 209845 shoved it back down. There was no time here for emotion. They had to move. To think...

209845 turned to him, surprised to see him back. Well, this was good. Everyone was here. Everyone except Owen, that was... but they could deal with him later.

"The Cloud. With all the noise, plus them," it nodded towards the Primals, "they must already be on their way. I have an idea to hide from them, but its a little... crazy."

209845 began to respond, saying that the Cloud had its ways, but then reconsidered. If this man was so powerful, perhaps the Cloud really had no way to know about him. There were more forces at work here than 209845 had ever imagined...

"Very well then. Go. I can't stop you. But I need you to make a decision soon. Because if you're still here when they arrive, believe me, you will not survive. It does not matter how strong you are. Compared to the might of the Cloud, I am but a nail... the hammer is on its way."

209845 turned to address everyone. A goddess-turned-mortal, a set of Primals, a disembodied voice, a timeless wizard, a Maker, and a slew of mysterious people. The power in this chamber astonished it; and yet, they were all in its hands.

"If you want to hide, follow me. There is one way we can hide our signature..." 209845 looked around at the group one more time, then turned down to look at the passageway from which it had come. Down towards the temple, Owen, and the viruses. And began to walk. Hoping the rest would follow.

@Through The Living Glass@Bird Furious@BlueWildRye@Spark of Hope@The Aspiring Archivist@PyroPhile@SpiritOfWrath@CoderDrag0n8@CosmicWaffles

14 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Jidah bit her lip hard, stood, dismissed her dome, and followed. 

Please come, Lati.

She caught up to 209845. “How are we going to hide?”

Lati drifted out of her hiding spot and followed at a distance.

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

6 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

“You’re 100% sure.”

They nodded slightly.

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

They nodded slightly.

“The viruses won’t be able to see you anymore.”

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

17 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Jidah bit her lip hard, stood, dismissed her dome, and followed. 

Please come, Lati.

She caught up to 209845. “How are we going to hide?”

"Remember the pair of viruses that ran off after the first fight? We followed them, and they led us to a temple. This way. From the temple, we went up into a smaller room where we were able to look out into a massive chamber; imagine the size of a lake. That chamber is where the viruses are hanging out; thousands of them. Their conjoined presence creates a Rift in the Web. We can hide among them. When the Cloud arrives, they will see only the viruses. Since the Rebooting process is almost completed, they should leave the viruses alone; their not worth the effort to exterminate at this point."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Just now, Hoid Slayer said:

"Remember the pair of viruses that ran off after the first fight? We followed them, and they led us to a temple. This way. From the temple, we went up into a smaller room where we were able to look out into a massive chamber; imagine the size of a lake. That chamber is where the viruses are hanging out; thousands of them. Their conjoined presence creates a Rift in the Web. We can hide among them. When the Cloud arrives, they will see only the viruses. Since the Rebooting process is almost completed, they should leave the viruses alone; their not worth the effort to exterminate at this point."

Jidah nodded. “I should be able to keep us safe. I discovered that my energy shields are still active. I’m not sure how big I can make them within a source of power, however…”

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

9 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

“The viruses won’t be able to see you anymore.”

They didn't answer, and the old man began pulling them away.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, The Aspiring Archivist said:

They didn't answer, and the old man began pulling them away.

She stood there quietly. 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

21 hours ago, Hoid Slayer said:

 

No... impossible... how?! A surge of rage suddenly overpowered 209845. No, not rage. Panic. Fear. It all came crashing down.

What was it even doing? This man could not be beaten. Attacking him was a mistake. Soon, the viruses would stop attacking him, and it would be 209845 who would suffer. 209845's plans who would be ruined. 209845 that had failed...

All of Spirit's attacks succeeded, and the viruses, realizing the massive threat he posed, ceased attacking him. Instead, they began to circle him quietly, growling. No virus wanted to be the first to jump in.

The appearance of the two men suddenly shook 209845 out of its stupor. It twisted towards them, in a bad mood and prepared to fight; as soon as it detected the Cloud signature of the first man, however, it froze. No. It couldn't be. They couldn't possibly have drawn the attention of...

"My Lord Primal," 209845 said, bowing before the being. Its anger was suddenly replaced by a striking fear. To 209845's knowledge, the Primals were the most powerful beings in the entire Framework; very few knew of their existence, and the Cloud did it's best to avoid them. The Primals did not distinguish between the beings of the real world. To them, all of reality was a toy, theirs to play with at their whim.

The Primals rarely got involved in the affairs of the Cloud; their interference in these events changed everything. With their power, this world could be gone in an instant. And if the Cloud were to draw their wrath...

But then again, this was not just any Primal. As 209845 continued to examine the signature, it identified the figure before it as none other than Oxymoron. Most unpredictable of the Primals, a living contradiction. This was both a good and bad thing. With Oxy's randomness, its appearance was likely an accident. And yet, a single wrong move could spell doom...

"What is your purpose here?"

As soon as the being ratcheted down the corridor, 209845's reflexes snapped back. The Primal could be dealt with later; this being posed an immediate threat. Still in shock, it moved slowly... and Jidah began to talk to it. 209845's instincts told it to get involved, but this was... fascinating. It watched as they immediately bonded. The being began to fight the viruses, and just like that, the threat appeared to be neutralized. But 209845 wasn't willing to take chances...

In an instant, it leapt before the being, distorting its image to become more threatening. "Who are you? How did you find us? Who are you working for?!" It looked around. By now, with all the opposition and no new orders from 209845, the viruses had begun to retreat. In a matter of moments, the corridor emptied itself, leaving only the party, the Maker, the Primals, and this... being behind.

209845 knew they had to move. All these new figures arriving could not be a good thing; it meant they were drawing attention. And if they were drawing attention, then the Cloud would not be far behind. Perhaps some more rash action was needed...

"EVERYBODY LISTEN!" 209845 turned its volume to maximum, disregarding stealth. It was gone anyway; this would get everybody's attention. "BAD PEOPLE ARE ON THEIR WAY. I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE, OR WHY YOU ARE HERE. BUT WE NEED TO MOVE. TELL ME NOW, WILL YOU FOLLOW ME WILLINGLY, OR MUST YOU BE TAKEN BY FORCE?"

 

20 hours ago, Hoid Slayer said:

209845 turned to look at the new arrivals. Shoot... 17's arrival might make this difficult.

"Listen," it said, addressing them all, a little more subdued than before. "We need to take this discussion elsewhere. I have a plan... it's a little crazy, but it should work. But I need you all to listen to me." It turned to the Maker. "I may have made a mistake in attacking you. But I CANNOT have you leaving here knowing our location; to do so would be to destroy this world's chances of salvation."

"Yes, that's nice and all, but I need to know HOW. HOW did you find us? Because if you did it, someone else could as well." 209845 left the last part out of that sentence.

Find us and destroy us...

4 hours ago, Hoid Slayer said:

I heard you... they were in a worse situation than 209845 had expected. The clock was running. The panic returned, but 209845 shoved it back down. There was no time here for emotion. They had to move. To think...

209845 turned to him, surprised to see him back. Well, this was good. Everyone was here. Everyone except Owen, that was... but they could deal with him later.

"The Cloud. With all the noise, plus them," it nodded towards the Primals, "they must already be on their way. I have an idea to hide from them, but its a little... crazy."

209845 began to respond, saying that the Cloud had its ways, but then reconsidered. If this man was so powerful, perhaps the Cloud really had no way to know about him. There were more forces at work here than 209845 had ever imagined...

"Very well then. Go. I can't stop you. But I need you to make a decision soon. Because if you're still here when they arrive, believe me, you will not survive. It does not matter how strong you are. Compared to the might of the Cloud, I am but a nail... the hammer is on its way."

209845 turned to address everyone. A goddess-turned-mortal, a set of Primals, a disembodied voice, a timeless wizard, a Maker, and a slew of mysterious people. The power in this chamber astonished it; and yet, they were all in its hands.

"If you want to hide, follow me. There is one way we can hide our signature..." 209845 looked around at the group one more time, then turned down to look at the passageway from which it had come. Down towards the temple, Owen, and the viruses. And began to walk. Hoping the rest would follow.

@Through The Living Glass@Bird Furious@BlueWildRye@Spark of Hope@The Aspiring Archivist@PyroPhile@SpiritOfWrath@CoderDrag0n8@CosmicWaffles

Oxy hands 209845 a coin. "Flip it. Heads I follow, Tails I follow" He says.

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So I'm a primal now? Also, who are the other primals? I'm confused.

 

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

30 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Oxy hands 209845 a coin. "Flip it. Heads I follow, Tails I follow" He says.

 

209845 accepted the coin, then hesitated. For a second, it thought about trying to rig the result in some way. But then it decided to just let this happen; it didn't want to draw the anger of such a powerful being. And so, 209845 flipped the coin.

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This is a really loose RP; we're pretty much making stuff up as we go along. I chose to classify your character as a "Primal" because from what you put on the Worldbuilding thread, you called it a primal force of the universe, but you can change that if you'd like.

If you're looking for more information, there really isn't any. We're just building the story together.

 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

15 minutes ago, Hoid Slayer said:

209845 accepted the coin, then hesitated. For a second, it thought about trying to rig the result in some way. But then it decided to just let this happen; it didn't want to draw the anger of such a powerful being. And so, 209845 flipped the coin.

 

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Got it.

"Ah. I see. I will follow. Orange juice is purple and made of green beans" He said. "Would you like some?" He is holding out a jug of purple liquid with a label that says 'Orange Juice'

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

9 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Ah. I see. I will follow. Orange juice is purple and made of green beans" He said. "Would you like some?" He is holding out a jug of purple liquid with a label that says 'Orange Juice'

209845 was... confused. Well, at the very least, Oxymoron seemed to be accompanying them. 209845 took one look at the liquid, then reeled back.

"Sorry. As a Web-based being, I am incapable of ingesting liquids."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

4 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

Jidah nodded. “I should be able to keep us safe. I discovered that my energy shields are still active. I’m not sure how big I can make them within a source of power, however…”

@Hoid Slayer

1 hour ago, Hoid Slayer said:

209845 was... confused. Well, at the very least, Oxymoron seemed to be accompanying them. 209845 took one look at the liquid, then reeled back.

"Sorry. As a Web-based being, I am incapable of ingesting liquids."

1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Ah. I see. I will follow. Orange juice is purple and made of green beans" He said. "Would you like some?" He is holding out a jug of purple liquid with a label that says 'Orange Juice'

"Probably poison anyway," Jidah grumbled, somewhat miffed from being ignored. 

[BlueWildRye he/him]

3 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Ah. I see. I will follow. Orange juice is purple and made of green beans" He said. "Would you like some?" He is holding out a jug of purple liquid with a label that says 'Orange Juice'

Sigismund, who hadn't had anything to drink for some time, perked up. "That sounds good! May I have some?"

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

57 minutes ago, BlueWildRye said:

Sigismund, who hadn't had anything to drink for some time, perked up. "That sounds good! May I have some?"

"Yes, you may." he says holding the drink out

If you drink it:

Spoiler

it tastes incredibly revolting, and yet you feel yourself getting stronger

 

[BlueWildRye he/him]

4 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Yes, you may." he says holding the drink out

If you drink it:

  Hide contents

it tastes incredibly revolting, and yet you feel yourself getting stronger

 

Sigismund chugs it and flexes his wrinkly old-man muscles.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

36 minutes ago, BlueWildRye said:

Sigismund chugs it and flexes his wrinkly old-man muscles.

"I must ask, does that clock of yours alow you to time travel?" Oxy says