Babylon [RP Thread; PG-16]

[Compass]

Cyrus leaned back. He was here, in the house of Babylon. He'd been here quite the while, acually, so he supposed he would take part in the upcoming fight. "Forget it. You aren't being yourself, Cyrus!". In a second, his tarot cards where in his hands. "Now, come and get me, stupid bone faces! I'm going to take you out...in a kind manner, of course.". He strode over to his window, where he could overlook all of Babel. "Where are you?"

[Enrise]

"What is it? You really want to know why I am not myself today? Well, lets switch bodies, since I can't even figure out why I'm this way today." he barked while facing the other direction. He sighed, and turned the other way, facing Lily. "I'm sorry. Truly. But I haven't been myself today, or even lately at all. I don't even know why I'm acting this way." He got up from the floor, and walked towards her, and put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. Don't begin to mind what I just said. We won't fail. We won't die yet. Not till it's time, and by that time, we're all too old to do anything. Relax."

 

Removing the hand, he turned around, and looked at the room, which remained in a complete mess. "I do know one thing." He picked up a pair of claws next to him, and turned to Lily. "There is no way in hell I'm cleaning this mess right now."

[Aesirson]

A very faint smile started to spread on Lily's face, but she instantely changed to her rough facial expression again.

"Fine. Just remember that if you act as a weakling when the time comes... I don't know what I'll do to you..." She turned around and left, leaving Geraldus alone with the mess.

 

She was surprised to find Ricor still resting at the wall when she returned to the Reverse Tower and sat down at her throne, now sporting her usual attire.

"When the time comes..." She said to herself and thought about the possibly upcoming battle. "Hopefully that Mika boy doesn't fail me..."

[Enrise]

*Slight time skip*

 

After several minutes of collecting and gathering all of his desired weapons, he pondered for a way to put them all in a container that would fit the spear, so it would have to be big. There was nothing in the room that he could use. So, he decided to go to his bedroom, where he might find something there. When he got there, all he saw was his chest, which had a few minor cases in there. When he rummaged through the stuff in there, he saw a box that was chained.

 

"Why is this chained? I mean, what's in it?" He attempted to tear the chains off, but no luck. There wasn't a lock, yet it had chains all over it. He walked back to the weapon's room, to see if he can cut the chains off. When he got there, he grabbed his sword that lied in the glass shards. He took the sword, and slashed the chains off.

 

When the chains hit the floor, he opened the top of the box, which gave off a bit of dust. When he peered inside of the box, it was a mask with the Pentacle in blood red. "What's in it? It's my old mask. That's what." Setting the mask aside, he remembered that he had only a briefcase big enough to fit only the sword in. But how would he transport the others? Slouching on the floor, he wondered of a way to transport them all.

[Compass]

Cyrus had been hauling things out of the tower for some time. One of the members had been to the market for a bit too long, and now he was hauling out shark's heads and old black and white photos from the early '80s. It was mind-numbingly boring. Cyrus was hoping that the enemy would come and save him from an untimely death by boredom. But, for now, he was stuck trying to clean up the mess the tower of Babel was.

[Cozmosus]

John strode towards a large tree in the middle of the woods. He wouldn't go into the Heretic base since an incident that happened a few years ago. He built his own lab inside the trunk of a giant oak tree about a year ago. John stuck a key into a knot in the tree and twisted to the right. The bark began to peel and separate, revealing a doorway in the tree. John opened the door and walked in. The wonderful laboratory inside was filled with chemicals, beakers, and other inventions. In the center was a large consol, filled with levers, switches, buttons, and random doo-dads. John had been slowly adding parts to his lab each day, to make a transportation vehicle, but he wouldn't be finished for another week. John set up his monitor system and began research. He needed a disguise for the next time he went into the city. Tommorow he would break into the tower of Babel.

[The Warden]

Miles was quite literally running down the Tower of Babel, maybe knocking a few people out of his way in order to grab Mika. 'Testing begins today, testing begins today' he sang silently as he made it out of the tower and too the palace. He ran past Velon and saw Mika. His grin became wild as he grabbed the poor boy by his shoulder and forcefully spun him around to look at his face. Miles horrible grin was covering the lower part of his face as his right eye carefully looked the boy over. 'You'll do just nicely' he said, putting his hands on the boys shoulders.

[Mighty Platypus]

Mika clenched his hammer-turned-sword as the tall old person with burnt black hair grasped his shoulders. From the look of him, he was an alchemist, and as he didn't have a bone mask, as well as the fact that Mika had never seen him before in his life, he presumed this guy was a Justicar. Great, just great. Oh well, play it cool. Don't let them see through you. Mika lifted his thick steel visor and put on a false grin. He had made sure he looked as little of a threat as possible. "Certainly, mister. What can I do for you?"

[The Warden]

Miles grinned, his horrid teeth not even catching a gleam from the sun. 'That's what I wanted to hear' he said and ran off, dragging Mika behind him by his arm. 'If you're new, I'll introduce myself. I am Miles Catas'tor; alchemist, demolition expert and body enthusiastist. I enjoy experimenting, preferably on living things for cause and effect. I thank you for volunteering to be my guinea pig for a new experiment, many of the guards are too afraid to come near my lab when I'm in an experimenting mood' he explained, his excited state negating his usual pauses.

[Mighty Platypus]

Mika grinned happily, contradicting the fuming rage inside his head. Figuring it was the best way to seem innocent, Mika started ad-libbing. "Oh, hi, mister. I am new; not surprised you figured it out. I'm," -Mika thought quickly so as not to seem suspicious- "James. James Asor. I'm a Paladin and a new palace guard. I can't fathom why anyone would stay away from you, Mr. Catas'tor. You seem nice enough to me." Even as the words leaped from his tongue, Mika felt a sickening feeling in his throat. He hated being nice.

[The Warden]

Miles stopped and released 'James' arm. He turned slowly for some kind of dramatic effect. 'Are you sure you're a palace guard? Or even a Babylonian' he inquired, looking the boy over. 'You're a little short but I can change that' he commented, quickly changing the subject. 'But, most citizens would know to stay away from me, though why I mingle with them is a mystery; I'm not allowed to experiment on citizens anymore, even with their consent (or something along those lines). My name is infamous as the psycho of Babylon. They don't normally get outsiders as guardsmen, so how is it that you don't know me enough that you would brand me as, 'nice' he inquired, saying the word nice with utter detest.

[Mighty Platypus]

Mika silently cursed. Maybe being nice wasn't the best idea. He didn't want to start being violent, though, that would ruin the plan. This would take some serious ad-libbing to get out of. "I'm from the outskirts of Babylon, we don't hear much from out there, so I guess I haven't heard of you. I have heard the name Miles thrown around a couple times, but you seemed nice enough to me at this point that I didn't put two and two together. But hey, I'm still willing to help you..."

[The Warden]

Miles' serious expression fell back to his childish glee. 'You will, brave, stupid, but brave' eh said and began to drag James up to his labs. 'There are a couple of guardsmen in the Tower of Babel......although how you haven't seen the explosions is a mystery' he said as they climbed a spiral staircase. 'My lab is at the top, due to my works the integrity of the tower was in danger on the lower floors, so I was moved to the top so only the top of the tower would be taken off in an explosion' he explained as they ascended until they reached the lab. the door was still plastered to the opposite wall. 'I'll need to get that fixed' he said as he hurried James inside. 'Oh yes, mind the sulfuric acid on the floor, I forgot to clean that up' he warned.

[Mighty Platypus]

Mika looked in horror at the door completely glued to the opposite side of the wall. Helping this guy may help the plan, but it may also help Mika become a giant chicken tortoise frog with dragon wings that is stapled to a chandelier. Or something like that. At this point, Mika was ready to bash this guy in the forehead, but that would make a scene and raise suspicion, and that wouldn't be good for the plan. But then again...

[The Warden]

Miles looked at the boy's slightly worried expression. 'Don't worry about the door. That was an experiment gone wrong. I was adding Hydrogen peroxide to vinegar, it created an oddly massive explosion, dunno how but it did. Now, today I need a test for my super human drug. It causes endurance, strength or agility to become more advanced and powerful. I have yet to synthesis each seperate drug, but the random effects are amusing anyways I needed a test subject, and oyu fit the bill. I needed a little weed in hevay armor to test for muscle mass or agility, however endurance would cause your skin to become rock hard and difficult to cut, so I have a sword in order to test that as well' he explained, loading a dart into his dart gun.

[Mighty Platypus]

Keep calm, Mika. Just keep calm and keep your suspiciousness to a minimum and you'll be scot-free to murder the monarch. This was easier said, or, rather, thought, than done, however. Mika was not exactly looking forward to being struck with a dart, and the 'amusing side effects' sounded particularly putrid, but what he couldn't stand was being struck with a sword. What if the potion didn't work and he was disarmed, quite literally? Unable to take the torture, Mika quickly morphed his sword back to his trusty marble masher and swung with the full intention of bashing the alchemist's psychotic brain in.

[The Warden]

Miles watched the hammer morph and it connected with his thick left forearm, which clunked heavily. His shoulders began to heave up and down as he began laughing, it was unnerving really. 'Normal guardsmen don't have swords that can morph into other weapons, do they? Good thing your thick armour and clear lack of muscle mass merely did a little damage to my forearm, as my bracers took a good deal of impact, it hurts course, but I'm ignoring it. Though I should be happy that the lasting effects of my potion were working on me, before I came to collect you I took a dose of the potion, I got endurance for it. It wore off as we ascended to the tower, but the combied effect of it and my bracer caused minimal damage. It will be harder to use my left arm, but I shoot with my right' he explained, drawing the dart gun wth his right arm. 'Now, I did have my suspicions about you when you called me nice, but to go so far as bash my brains in makes it quite clear who you are heretic' he added with malice. He raised the gun to be eye level with Mika's head. 'I will give you a chance to run, five second, that's all. And I see the look in your eye, you're saying 'that's the super human drug, it would only help me'. Well you're.....wrong, so very wrong. This is a venom I collect from rare plants which causes bloating if injected, highly concentrated it causes massive swelling and then, boom. So, if I shot your arm, it would go bye bye, if I shot your head, well, you'd be dead' he explained mockingly, clearly loving this encounter.

[Otaku-sama]

Nanako saw that Sanctio was about to try to get out of bed.

 

"Oi! If you start trying to find that perp again, you'll bleed out and you'd have wasted my efforts. Just look at this like a day off. We don't get many days off nowadays, so enjoy the time," Nanako said, with a slight amount of concern in her voice. She got up and dusted off her armour, which was still covered in bits of dirt thrown up by her earth wave. She didn't feel that tired anymore despite all the effort she put into the escort and the fact that she hadn't slept in a day. She did feel incredibly thirsty.

 

"Hey, I'm going down to the mess. Want me to get ya anything?"

[Mighty Platypus]

Mika looked worriedly around at his surroundings before an idea popped into his head. Sure, this guy had a poison dart, but did poison affect statues? Especially those made of thick, solid marble? Taking the slightly risky road, but the seemingly smarter path, he put his hands together and nodded his head. Instantly, a marble casing formed around Mika, creating a seemingly impenetrable barrier of solid rock. Try poisoning me now!

[The Warden]

Miles shrugged as he aimed the dart gun at his arm and fired, the liquid quickly draining into his arm. 'I lied, the dart gun can contain more than one dart. I injected myself with my new drug, and now the rumble blend will begin' he explained

 

(In regards to this abiliy, the effect will be determined by a dice roll simulator. 1-4 is Agility, 5-8 is Endurance, 9-12 is Strength. Current dice roll is 4 + 5 = 9 = Strength).

 

The arm where the dart was injected rippled and literally exploded with muscle, so much that the bandages could barely contain them. With a grin he raised his hulking arm and brought it right down on the marcle shell, shattering it easily. 'Feel like trying that one again?' Miles inquired.

[---------------]

Sanctio normally would ignore someone who said that, and get up anyways, but there was no use arguing. His leg really did hurt. Just by moving it an inch, he could feel blood trying to escape. And Nanako is being very kind to him. Not many people have been acting right, especially since some Heretics were starting to pop up. "Just some water..."

 

"...and....thanks."

 

Sanctio felt a little weird. He wasnt used to acting kind.

[Mighty Platypus]

Mika grinned in pure terror, pure I-don't-know-what-to-do terror. He grabbed a random potion off of the desk. It was pink and shooting fog everywhere, but as Mika would die either way, he might as well try his luck. He uncorked the vial and chugged it like a dying man would. Almost instantly, Mika grew massive spikes out of his back before covering his entire rear side in pointed quills. He grinned devilishly before curling up into a hedgehog-style ball. "Defensive maneuver!"

[The Warden]

Miles didn't react as Mika would've hoped, he merely shrugged and placed the dart gun in the holster on his hip. 'Have fun with that' he said to Mika and began preparing some items for a new experiment. 'I remember every single potion I make, every single one. You went and downed one of them. It is a mutagenic potion, however, in accordance to the laws of alchemy somthing must be given up to gain something. Now, in regards to my personality, what do you think you just gave up?' he inquired.

[Mighty Platypus]

Mika though for a moment; in fact, he though for a long time about this. He attempted to make an answer, but he merely grunted. In fact, his sight had gone all black and white and his hearing seemed slightly off, but his nose seemed sharper than ever. Oh god, Mika thought. He's getting rid of my brain! Gotta counteract this effect! He hopefully grabbed at a potion and poured it on the spikes. Thankfully, the spikes retracted, but the relief was short-lived when Mika's re-saw the giant limbs of Miles. He transformed into a doodle on a piece of paper, flying out the window on a breeze before landing on the ground and re-transforming into his palace guard form. This is not good.[/i']

[The Warden]

Miles looked out the window and watched Mika. 'I wonder if he realizes that his testicles were used up in order to give him those spikes?' he wondered, then grinned. 'If he hasn't yet........I'd say that he'll have a rather rude shock when he goes to the bathroom. Oooooh, I wish I could see his shock when he finds out, but he should notice his voice is a little higher and he doesn't have 'urges' anymore. It's funny really, they become horny but are neever able to be 'horny' ever again, I love myself, so much' he said and laughed horribly, his left arm was starting to shrink back to normal. He grunted as the pain returned. 'That hurt, I know I was lying about the potion, but the bone seems alright. I'll have the medics look it over......after I finish my latest experiment' he decided.