Young Bard he/him Posted October 13, 2015 Posted October 13, 2015 Welcome to the Highway! For those who have finally managed to crawl through all those alleys, let me tell that there is only one rule on the highway. DON'T ASK ME HOW STORMING BRIGHT IT IS!! Members of the Highway: Customs Official and Founder - Young Bard 5
Young Bard he/him Posted October 14, 2015 Author Posted October 14, 2015 A car zooms up, stopping by Venture and Winter. Black, with tinted windows, and a license plate that says : NOT SPY. A door opens, and a big beefy man gets out. "Get in the car." he says. 1
Guest Posted October 14, 2015 Posted October 14, 2015 Why does Winter always stop by and try to blow up the other guilds for no apparent reason?
Mistrunner Posted October 14, 2015 Posted October 14, 2015 Now all this guild needs is a rival group called "My Way." 1
Zathoth Posted October 14, 2015 Posted October 14, 2015 The Low WayThe Right WayThe Left WayThe Wrong WayThe Way Of KingsThe Way of ThingsThe Way of WaysThe Way of Waves And so on. 3
Curious Anamaximder he/him Posted October 14, 2015 Posted October 14, 2015 " No. I don't take rides from strangers." 1
Grey Knight Posted October 14, 2015 Posted October 14, 2015 (edited) Thow falls headfirst onto the car. Edited October 14, 2015 by The Potato 1
Fatebreaker he/him Posted October 18, 2015 Posted October 18, 2015 She does like to make a scene, doesn't she. That's alright though. Because of the strange multiple personalities thing and the essence spike, she often hallucinates. The car is still there, feel free to make your own choices regarding it.
ostrichofevil he/him Posted October 18, 2015 Posted October 18, 2015 Actually, Winter isn't the one who's really doing anything anymore. It's us- Shard of Chaos. Yup. What Kae said. "My permanent headache. They're Shards, not my personalities. If only I could get rid of them." Simple. All you have to do is give Ruin to me! 1
Voidus Posted October 18, 2015 Posted October 18, 2015 "Hey at least you only have two voices in your head, try spiking yourself a few thousand more times and see how you can cope with a few dozen different personalities vying for attention."
Grey Knight Posted October 20, 2015 Posted October 20, 2015 "I can fix that," said Thow, climbing out of the car that may or may not have been there. "Just eat this potato." He pulls a potato out of his pack, then offers it to Winter. "Be careful, though. This may explode, open a vortex, or do nothing. It's so darn hard to tell them apart."
ostrichofevil he/him Posted October 20, 2015 Posted October 20, 2015 A small, crystalline spike impaled the potato midair, sending it spinning off into the Dark Alley. "Thank you for the free Investiture!" Maleril winked, then disappeared.
DreamEternal Posted October 21, 2015 Posted October 21, 2015 A lone wanderer in ragged clothing dragged his bloody feet throught the road, and for a moment lifted his face and straighted his back, staring at the undecipherable cloudy sky, as if waiting for the rain to come. His long dark blond hair reached his back and looked like a lightning had struck him. Perhaps one did. The man's equaly chaotic beard did little to hide his young age, and his clothing, while worn, may once have been fine. He looked right, and then left, his face expressionless, and walked three more steps looking forward in what could be anything from indifference to grim resolution, before asking to the winds: "How many miles are we from the starlit pools, were the hunters lose their prey?". 1
Grey Knight Posted October 25, 2015 Posted October 25, 2015 Thow stares blankly at the space where his potato once was, then looked at the bearded man. "I'd say maybe.. 5?"
Young Bard he/him Posted October 25, 2015 Author Posted October 25, 2015 The big burly man looked around. This was... highly unusual, even for things in which he was involved. He whispered to the air, knowing only his boss would be able to hear him. "Backup requested." (Note: The person he speaks to is a Shard. Working on details.)
DreamEternal Posted October 25, 2015 Posted October 25, 2015 (edited) "Five?! Oh, God Beyond, why does this always happens to me?" He sat down and looked into the heavens and their indeterminable lighting, and said "Well, I think I should rest now. Is that big guy over there talking to God? He looks like he is muttering something." EDIT: (note:I am new to this roleplaying business.) Edited October 25, 2015 by CognitivePulsePattern
DreamEternal Posted October 25, 2015 Posted October 25, 2015 (edited) The man stares at Winter flatly for a long moment, before looking towards the ground. I must be hallucinating from exaustion, he thought, this is what I get for fighting with my assistent so far in the middle of nowhere. Edited October 25, 2015 by CognitivePulsePattern
DreamEternal Posted October 26, 2015 Posted October 26, 2015 (edited) Rust, I have lost my copper, haven't I?, the man though. "Inside the maze of insanity, there is nothing between delusion and divinity. Was my own madness able to pierce the Realms...", he whispered, before violently shaking his head and and looking around scared. " Sorry, I... I start sprouting incoherent poetic prose when I am halucinnating from exaustion. I am not a cosmere traveli... whatever. I am not making sense anymore.". Edited October 26, 2015 by CognitivePulsePattern
DreamEternal Posted October 26, 2015 Posted October 26, 2015 (edited) This is extremely interesting, the man thought, and very dangerous, just like my research on the alleymen culture. Maybe my visit to this world wasn't a complete loss at all. He slipped one of his hands to a pocked on the inside of his old coat and picked a small device with a glowing gemstone. His regrowth fabrial had only two charges since it had been a long time since he recharged it in a shardpool, but it would be worth it. He pointed it to his chest and activeted it, healing his exaustion, before hiding it back in his pocket as quickly as he could. "You can call me Ira, I am a scholar of sorts. I presume you had something to do with the explosion I heard on my way to here?" Edited October 26, 2015 by CognitivePulsePattern
Guest Posted October 26, 2015 Posted October 26, 2015 Deadpool popped into view with a mighty teleport, and burped loudly. He burped again. And again. “Ohhhhhhhh YEAH that burrito was good," he announced.
Young Bard he/him Posted November 27, 2015 Author Posted November 27, 2015 A helicopter whirled down from the sky, slowly touching down on the pavement next to the assorted group. Oh hell, thought the helicopter driver, as he climbed out. Schrodinger's lost his car again. The car, which seemed to be both destroyed and not destroyed, stood there, and didn't stand there. It was almost as strange as the people around the car/smoldering heap. "Will someone please tell me what's going on here?" asked the helicopter driver. "Bear in mind, if you answer incorrectly, I may be forced to deport you from the highway."
DreamEternal Posted November 27, 2015 Posted November 27, 2015 (edited) A helicopter whirled down from the sky, slowly touching down on the pavement next to the assorted group. Oh hell, thought the helicopter driver, as he climbed out. Schrodinger's lost his car again. The car, which seemed to be both destroyed and not destroyed, stood there, and didn't stand there. It was almost as strange as the people around the car/smoldering heap. "Will someone please tell me what's going on here?" asked the helicopter driver. "Bear in mind, if you answer incorrectly, I may be forced to deport you from the highway." "Deport us... from the Highway?", questioned Robert Iradal. That was getting more unusual by the second. First he was trying to find his way to a shardpool, them trying to study an class four alleymatic entity that thought it was a shard, but surely wasn't, and now he had to deal with the constables?"That car is traped in a temporal paralel intersection intermediated by the cognitive realm. Just think hard enough and try to convince the car it isn't broken. Now, may I leave, because this place is way too crazy for me.". Truth to be told, he wasn't going to leave. He would come back with enough preparation to not die a temporaly displacing death should he say the wrong thing. Edited November 27, 2015 by CognitivePulsePattern
Young Bard he/him Posted November 30, 2015 Author Posted November 30, 2015 "For a start, you." The helicopter man pointed at this self-proclaimed 'Shard of Chaos'. "You've attacked a highway vehicle. Hereby, you are banned from entering the highway for a period of six months." The Shard of Chaos looked back, a slight face expression just beginning to form. But the helicopter driver was faster. Time to have some fun. Picking up a doll from his backpack, he grabbed a hair from Chaos' head, wrapped it around the doll, and flung it down one of the alleys. Chaos had just enough time to look surprised before following. When she arrived back near the highway, no doubt planning bloody murder, but she was unable to get in. The others looked slightly stunned. "Now, what can I do for all of you folks?" Why is this turning into an RP??? I didn't start it out that way exclusively. Oh well.
DreamEternal Posted November 30, 2015 Posted November 30, 2015 Why is this turning into an RP??? I didn't start it out that way exclusively. Oh well. Your fault for sending the constables after someone tried to determine the Highway's level of illumination.
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