MASS OPEN POST

[save_the_souls]

The Story Thus Far:

The Once-ler has successfully freed Martel Yggdrasil from captivity, bringing her to the woods for safety. Martel, afraid of the retribution this might bring, pleaded Once-ler to tell no one that she has escaped. Once-ler then returned to the Resistance, only telling Ino about what had happened. Martel meanwhile traveled the woods alone until she met up with Zack Fair, the now embittered mercenary that's been doing what he can to stay alive and free in this setting.

However it wasn't as though Martel's disappearance went without notice. Mithos noticed his sister's absence and has set out all stops to find her. Whether or not you know of Martel's release, it's hard not to notice the larger number of angels around - even if some appear less than intimidating. Because of this, the small traveling group of Zelos Wilder, Arya Stark and Genis Sage have decided to travel to the mountains to use the stronger winds for safe haven from any lifeless angels until they can stronger.

Meanwhile back in the Resistance, efforts to fight back still persist. The inventors are having struggles in creating better keycrests for their loved ones  that have been transformed into angels. In the less tech part of the Resistance, Tsuna and Allen continued their efforts to revert angels back to their former selves. They were successful in converting Mithos's former assassin Sheena, but due to some mishaps Maladict escaped from their attempts.

Oh and Garry moped.

With all these different teams going on, what will be the next thing to occur? Will things turn in favor to the Resistance, or will it only get worse? Will Garry ever stop moping? Will any of you remember to use the damn journal? Only time will tell...

[OOC: This post has two services, first as a recap as you seen above, as well as a mass open post for all the on-goings you rather not make an entire post for! Feel free to use this post as such or simply make your own post in the comm, it matters not! As for amount of time, while the game is very flexible we'll set it to be still a few days after the staring point of the game cause why not]

Resistance HQ | Forest | Castle | Mountains | The Town | Make your own!

Comments

[onehorned]

Hurt?

[Here, Aang, let her churn your stomach a little more. She lets her right hand slip out of her cloak so she can show him a little magic trick. It's amusement to her, but it might not be so much to him.

Priscilla nicks the skin on the back of the hand with a nail and holds it out to him. It takes a few seconds, but the wound has already started to heal. She looks rather pleased with herself.]

Impossible..

[ofatar]

[ Yep, that does it! Well, it's sort of a mixture of shock and awe. That is something even Katara can't do.

He's scared to ask now, but he does anyway, because he didn't come to the city to hide from the truth. This just isn't exactly what he was seeking out, but then he didn't know what he'd find. ]

Then whose blood is that?

[onehorned]

If you tear them apart, can a dead Angel still fly in Heaven? I often wonder..

[Question answered. She makes a sound that might have been a soft hum before moving to walk past him. You know, in the direction of the castle.]

I'll have to ask them, the others.

[ofatar]

Hey, wait!

[ He reaches out to grab her arm, although he grabs more cloak than anything. Not really sure if he's keeping her from getting herself killed or from killing Angels. Can't he be doing both? He knows people kill in battle, and he knows he can't stop everyone from killing, but darn if he won't still try to at least moderate. ]

Those Angels are just people. People who are no longer in control. It isn't right to kill them, and it won't do any good putting yourself in danger, either.

[onehorned]

[He is so lucky she's regressed, she might have tried to hurt him for grabbing her if she was in her right mind. For a moment, she looks at the hand on her cloak.

This kid reminded her of someone -- someone who had said something similar to her before. It's for that reason alone that she crouches down so they're eye to eye. She actually sounds quite sincere.]

Then..

Should I have died?

[ofatar]

What? No!

[ What kind of question is that? Wow, this girl seems beyond disoriented or something. He's starting to worry she might have a concussion. Should he ask Allen to look at her? ]

No, nobody needs to die. What's your name?

[onehorned]

[Curse your bleeding heart, Aang. To say that she looks confused by what he's saying would be the understatement of the century. Priscilla is quiet for quite some time, her distant expression possibly giving away the fact that she's thinking about something.]

Isn't it better? To die and not become an Angel.. ? Friends become enemies, they no longer remember what is important.

[Finally, something she can answer with confidence.]

Priscilla.

[ofatar]

I'm Aang.

[ STOP MAKING HIM SAD THESE WORDS ARE MAKING HIM SAD. Except for her name, that's a neutral word. ]

And I've... I haven't really been here to see as much as you have, maybe, but there's always a better way. They can be returned to their normal selves, and make their own decisions. It wouldn't be right to just give up on them because it's difficult. Who knows how hard they're fighting to regain control?

[onehorned]

Aang..

[Now you've gone and done it, Raki Aang, you've reminded this gut eating monster of her favorite person in the world. Recognition appears on her face just before she moves forward, with impressive speed, but the force with which she grabs him is surprisingly gentle.

At least she lost the cloak in the process, so he isn't being hugged into that. The simple, knee-length dress is much more her style -- and there isn't a drop of blood on it. Her voice drops to an uncertain whisper.]

What if they.. have given up on themselves?

[ofatar]

[ Herpaderp, he's definitely caught off guard by the hug attack! Maybe it's a little (a lot) unusual for someone who just met him, but since she keeps acting like she's in shock or something, and with the way she's talking, he wonder if she's lost people close to her this way. That thought kind of breaks his heart and he hugs her back, but he tries to untangle himself again after a moment. ]

Then it will be up to us to remind them why they shouldn't. None of this is their fault. The person named Mithos is responsible for this, and I want to find out why, but first we need to find a way to reach him...without needless killing.

[ A beat. ]

We shouldn't be here. The city's been abandoned for a reason. [ He's more okay with risking his own neck than someone else's, and looking around while they've spoken has made him about a thousand times more depressed and anxious. ]