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  1. I think I am here.
    This seems like an overreaction to me on a vote shanerockes has explained, but I think it fits with how Ark plays anyway. I mean, why would you have to clarify that you’re not an elim, haven’t helped elims etc. when no one is accusing you of that? Shanerockes said his only reason was because you voted on him.
  2. I think I am here.
    Was the Faceless Immortal trying to pretend not to know? Of course, they were in a hospital. With people. Of course the Faceless Immortal wouldn’t admit it in a public area. Redatrick would have to discuss that in private. “Nevermind,” he said, listening to Mike talk about his gang and a person called Bella. “All I need to make sure is that I can’t be located or traced to the gang. That, and a disguise. But I’d be happy to join you.” He walked over to the table with his gun and picked it up. All ammo was there with it. He’d rested enough he could walk for now. He put the gun in its holster and looked to Mike. “Where do we go?”
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    Max heard her voice over the bond, noting Devaan’s signs. The sniper wasn’t here anymore. He steadied his stance, strengthened his grip on Sethramir. Ignore this place. Ignore Oasis. Yes, he replied. Give the word.
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    Redatrick stared with wide eyes. “Bloody magics,” he mumbled, instinctively reaching at his hip for his shotgun but his hand just flew through empty space. He looked around for it, and found it lying on another table. But he’d have to wait until he was ready to walk before getting it. He continued to stare at Mike. Slowly, he bowed his head in respect. “Faceless Immortal,” he said. Though he worshipped the divine Phoenix, Harmony’s own hands deserved respect, at least. Mike seemed to match everything. Shapeshifter, can look human but actually were other creatures. Crossbow Cameron, another member of his gang, had always wanted to find one, if only to kill it. Cameron had also been the cause of that crossbow bolt in his thigh. “I’d be fine with joining your gang,” Redatrick said. Suddenly getting the offer seemed more legitimate now that he knew who it was coming from. He remembered his old gang, the fact they were still after him. “I’m trying my best to not be trackable, though,” he said. “How secret is this gang?”
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    “Thanks, Mike.” Redatrick said as he took Mike’s hand and shook it. He lurched out of where he was lying and stood up, though he still leaned on the bed for support. “I’m Redatrick,” he said, grabbing his hat from a nearby table and putting it on. It still had a dried up splash of blood on its side. “You can shorten that to whatever you want.” He thought about outside this building. According to Mike, it was like a constant warzone between factions? With a little bit of crazy experimenters mixed in between. Jarret would love this place, he thought. While he and his gang usually only tortured for information, Lucky Jarret was the only one to actually experiment on them. He said he was on the brink of some discovery, but Redatrick had left before he could hear it. Mike said Redatrick would probably be fine, but Redatrick still didn’t know heads or tails about the world. “You know, I could really use a guide to help me out,” he said. “Even if I go out of here, I’m still in the wild.”
  6. I think I am here.
    Thanks for clearing that up. Apparently two separate sources claimed to Fifth I targeted Snip, when I didn’t. Or Fifth is lying. Anyone want to weigh in on that?
  7. I think I am here.
    Alask entered, pushing his shoulder and opening it up. He held the door for Amon, then stepped forward. He walked to the person who seemed in charge, hoping his red-haired friend was following him. “Can you please tell me where room 4 of this place is?” @Steel Inquisitive @Silva
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    Alask nodded, closing the door behind him. He waved to the boy, and held the green card in front of him. The tavern huh?
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    Redatrick paused. Nothing outside the hospital was safe? He sat up again, and thought about the alleys the boy had mentioned. For a city to be named after alleys was interesting, if the alleys were dangerous. And if the hospital was the only safe place, he’d have to stay here. The outside might be filled with monsters, or unbreathable or something. “Thank you,” he said. “What makes everything outside this building so dangerous?”
  11. I think I am here.
    This is going remarkably well. My apologies for not being active, I swear to be more active this cycle. I’m going to look at last cycle’s posts now, and then give my analysis. For now, more RP: ——(-)-(-)-(-)—— De Itiah stood on the edge of a cliff, trying his best to make his cloak flow dramatically in the wind. “We appear to have killed another,” he said. “Soon, we shall be at the Well, and Alendi will be able to to conquer this Deepness! We are doing a great thing for society, you know.” He said it with a smile. He wondered, would the dramatics guild finally accept him if he helped save the word? They had to, right?
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    Alask took the paper, noting the green colour. He knew where this came from. On his nightly patrols around the ruins, he’d spotted one or two of the posters around. Folding it out and reading it, he ran a hand through his hair, thinking. “Well, you can have my autograph,” he said distractedly to the boy, walking away to get his coat from the stand and putting it on. The door was still open, and Alask used the natural light to see himself in the mirror. Meh. Presentable, at least. He tidied himself up, brushed dust off of his shoulders and turned to Amon. “I’m seeing some people who want us for a meeting. Wanna come?” He walked over and waited by the door. @Steel Inquisitive
  14. I think I am here.
    The Haunt heard something near him, and hovered through the wall to behind the bar. His dust outline was stopped and dissipated, but he quickly possessed another’s outline of dust and watched the man covered in flame. “Puny,” The Haunt said, his dust outline floating upwards. “You want to see a real entity of flame. Shoot some at me.” Dust was swirling around again. Though he’d left the tavern, cabinets all over the bar were still squeaking and flying open and shut.
  15. I think I am here.
    Good. So he wouldn’t tell the doctor. Redatrick thought about his question. Where would he go? Anywhere I can’t be tracked, he thought. “I don’t know,” he said honestly. He was far too unfamiliar with this place to suddenly begin exploring. It was like moving from town to town in the Roughs. Each place had its own rules, it’s own gangs to watch for. So you’d have to get yourself calibrated before hunting anyone. Calibration. He needed to get himself calibrated. “Tell me about all the notable places here,” he said. Already he was putting too much trust in the boy, but he was the only person here. “What places would be dangerous and safe. If you know.”
  16. I think I am here.
    I’ll sign up as the Masked Itiah. Also, really cool how all 16 metals are in this game.
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    Redatrick was caught off guard for a second as the cheerful boy in front of him suddenly appeared... worried? Redatrick couldn’t catch the feeling, but he did catch the kid was hiding something. No one changed a topic like that. But, Redatrick hadn’t even been in this world a day. He didn’t have nearly enough information to try and figure out why the boy had changed the topic. So he answered, obscuring any extraordinarily violent details. “A man I was chasing dropped some sort of metal card with a symbol on it. I kept it, and one day clicked on it and the next thing I know I’m in the middle of nowhere on this... planet.” It was still hard to wrap his head around it. “And what am I doing now? Running, from the people who didn’t like the fact that I left. That reminds me,” he stood up, then immediately sat down as stars danced in front of his eyes. “If I run away from here,” he said. “Will you tell the doctor?”
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    “That’s fine,” Redatrick said quietly. That was a lot of magic. There was going to be a lot of things he’d have to understand if he wanted to run from his gang and survive in this world as well. “And what about you?” He asked. “You didn’t tell me that there were lizard people here, like something straight outta Allomancer Jak.”
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    Sorry. I’ll change that.
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    The boy gestured around, saying the place they were was the Alleyverse. Redatrick caught a glimpse of something green under his sleeve. Scales? Redatrick began taking deep breaths. Lizard people, magic? Some sort of new planet this was. And according to Worldhoppers, there were many? But, he had to remember not to trust the words of the Worldhoppers that much. After all, they’d only given him information after he and his gang hadn’t thouroughly tortured them. And now that same gang is after me, he thought. Ex-leader, now traitor. He looked to the kid. “Magic... like Allomancy?” He remembered the boy’s first question. “I’m from Scadrial,” he said. “Only Scadrial, and only ever Scadrial. Never,” he waved his arms around. “Out here.” It was almost too much to take in, the worlds outside his own. But back to magic. “You said magic. I know Allomancy and Feruchemy. None of them could heal me.” He closed his eyes. “How many other magics are there?” He asked. He’d gotten hints. He and his gang. All of them were from Worldhoppers they hunted. Some would animate corpses and send them after them, and some would fly around, teleport. Some would write symbols in the before. Redatrick and his men caught them. But of course, Redatrick and his gang had never cared about what they meant.
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    Redatrick looked to the boy who was talking to him. The boy was sitting on a stool, talking about some place. "'Alleyverse'?" Redatrick asked. A different planet. Rust, Redatrick was on another planet! The thought was almost too much for him to comprehend. A different place, beyond Scadrial? Beyond the Roughs, and Elendel, and Weathering and all of the other places. He was somewhere new. And he knew that by jumping planets, by touching that little machine the worldhopper had dropped he'd become his own gang's, even his own family's worst enemy. "And, you said something else," Redatrick said. He tried sitting up, where he was lying down. "Vests? What in Ruin is that, and how could it heal me?" He looked around. "And where is my hat?"
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    Lusk flinched as a bullet whizzed past him. He growled and stepped forward. "You think bullets are going to scare us? You clearly haven't seen enough of the Alleyverse or the Ghostbloods, boy. You might as well throw cupcakes at us, because it'll more or less have the same impact, you rustborn." *** A bullet flew past Max's head and he instinctively summoned Sethramir. He looked to where the bullet had hit, and followed that line of sight all the way to the buildings around them, frowning. At least he knew the general direction of the sniper.
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    Wes stood up. "The victim decides a punishment? That's crazy! Someone could steal my Cerrobend and if they were caught I could literally decide that the punishment should be to cut off their hand. That is insane."
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    Lusk looked to Ciera. "I can't do any of those things," he said. Somewhere in the background, Max nodded. He began Rioting calmness, Rioting friendliness. The last thing he wanted was another battle in Oasis.
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    Lusk smiled at the fact he was now Head of Abominations again, but immediately frowned at the sudden takeover. "And how should we know they aren't forged?"
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