YCM: The Roleplay

[Pichu]

Pichu wandered Central YCM. He had his cell phone out sending a PM to his friend. He entered FanFic City and saw a building being locked by some workers. He strolled over into his building [url="http://forum.yugiohcardmaker.net/topic/240038-pokemon-mystery-dungeon-distorted-days/"]PMD: DD[/url]. The building was only two stories high. Pichu took the stairs to the second floor and entered a room labeled: 'Pichu's Office.' He sat at a desk, similar to a teacher's desk, and switched a T.V. set on. The floor around the trash can piled up with crumbled pieces of paper. He pulled out a piece of paper and pencil. "What should the second chapter start with? Dyl and Mudkip having..... coffee?" Pichu wrote some words on the paper and looked at it. "No." He crumbled the paper up and tossed it to the trash can where it would join the others. Pichu pulled out another piece and stared at it. "What to write, what to write?"

[Catterjune]

She looked Jake over, then noticed a second man come up, also making threats.

"I've wasted enough time with your little girl as is. I have much more important things to do then to entertain your wild accusations." She twirled her banhammer in dramatic fashion.

"This hammer doesn't just give me a greater sense of hearing and eyesight. It also allows me travel to certain, unseen places, and places beyond the normal realm of other posters."

She swung it in front of her, but also away from the other men. A metallic, steel door appeared on the ground. "A locked topic." She took a step, then disappeared inside of it, and no, there is no way you can possibly follow her so no 'Jake then followed her some more', please.

"Enjoy walking throughout the desolate desert." Her voice echoed, though it was probably likely they could write themselves out of this situation, cutting any and all tension or w/e.

[Jake the Sage]

"But we never did anything to JoshIcy, trust me. I've gone against Mods before, that much is true, but only when I had no other choice but self defense. Normally I'd never cross blades with one of you. So how about we go back to General and I can show you what I'm talking about? If you're not impressed . . . you can beat me until you feel better, alright?"

"Hey Jake!" I heard from my left side as somebody arrived on scene. Glancing over I didn't see anybody at first, any human at least, and only a deer with a hat; normally that'd raise questions but considering there've been weirder things in YCM it didn't. Then I noticed the deer had changed into Tony Tony Chopper and I finally realized who it was, "Christian? That was . . . kinda fast to be honest."

"One perk of being Tony Tony Chopper . . . speed form!" Christian said transforming into the anime characters humanoid form. I perfectly understood the temptation to keep your physical form as a popular anime character, but I personally couldn't keep it up and didn't see how others did it. To my suprise Christian suddenly began underminning my intentions to persuade PikaPerson01 to accompany us by explaiming that I was fighting with her and shaking his head, only to pull out a sword from behind his back, "What did you do to aggervate the Mod Jake? Torture her? I've heard you're into that kind of stuff . . . but I'm prepared to fight with you, just in case."

I could see Christian examining Pika all over, but not in an interested . . . attractive way, but like someone who was trying to find 'danger spots' on an enemy. Shaking my hand, my hard work all but ruined, I stopped when the young woman spoke to me, "I waisted enough time with your little girl as is . . . I have much more important things to do then to entertain your wild accusations."

"But I told you! If you just come with m-

I was barred from speaking when PikaPerson01 began to swing her banhammer around in a dramatic fashion, though not in our direction I had to raise my guard. Had I really gone too fare with just speaking with her that she'd attack?! I couldn't believe it and waited for the area to explode into a violent flurry of attacks, yet instead she kept swinging it in front of us. A metallic, steel door burst from the ground and took me by suprise; I clearly hadn't expected a [i]door[/i] of all things to appear, "What the hell?!"

"This hammer doesn't just give me a greater sense of hearing and eyesight," Pika explained placing her banhammer back into it's holster, "It also allows me to travel to certain, unseen places, and places beyond the normal realm of other posters . . . like, oh say, a 'locked topic'."

"Hey! Hold on a minute Pi-" I began, but before I was able to grab her wrist and prevent her from leaving she had disappeared into the void contained within the doorway. We both could hear her mocking us, saying 'enjoy walking through the desolate desert', before fading away and leaving the door standing before us. Growling I cursed out loud and took a step towards the door in a huff. Jousting my hand outwards I was given a sever electric shock that knocked me off my feet and onto the ground quite hard. Curled up in a ball, squeezing my entire right arm in seething pain, I shivered as I only got more angry, [i]"D*mn it! D*mn it! D*mn it!!! I almost had her until . . ."[/i] glancing over at Christian I felt my blood boil and the shivering in my body only came out in my fists as I stood up. Stomping over to Christian I forced myself not to begin beating the sh*t out of him, "Christian . . ."

"Lets get back to TCG," I said giving a sigh, bottling up my anger for the next fight I got in, and walked towards TCG with my old buddy in tow.

[hr]

Lora stared at Phantom Roxas as he stood on weak legs, his keyblade in hand and ready to preoccupy the two enemy Mods. She wanted to say something, convince him that there was another way to get them [i]all[/i] out of this, but when she opened her mouth nothing came out. Her eyes were filling with tears at the tought of loosing a friend, she was always quick to tears, and set NoBegining down, "Phantom . . ."

"Come on! We must depart now why we still have the chance," Vayne's voice called to the group from behind, during the tense moment of nonfighting he had made his way to the door and opened it. Lora shook her head and attempted to explain that she wasn't going to leave Phantom Roxas to get killed just so they could escape, but Vayne had somehow already figured out what she was thinking, "Cone now lora, I don't think your dad would like it if you were to die . . ."

"And all of you, I'd rather not see any of you parish as I'm sure Final Fantasy would not forgive me," Vayne finished up, leaving Phantom Roxas a bit suprised that he had been able to bring everyone's attention to a focal point in such a tense moment. Lora's thoughts drifted to her father and then she glanced back at the Super Mod she only recently met. He smiled, gave her a nod, and winked all with a silent 'I'll be alright, just get yourself out of here.' Nodding back at him she looked at everyone and raised her voice, "Lets get out of here, now!!!"

Taking who ever she could in hand, which would happen to be NoBegining again and Candyman, she charged for the opened door looking around to make sure the rest were coming with her. As she rushed for the door Frunk raised his head, during the intermission he had taken a seat in the leaders chair, and pointed to the fleeing teenager, "Uh . . . hey . . . Chaos Pudding? Are we supposed to be letting them get away?"

"What?" Chaos Puddding said looking up from her banhammer she had been polishing with the blood splatters, turning it a more crimsion red, and leapt from her spot, "You idiot why didn't you tell me they were- oh forget it!!!"

"Yeah I thought we weren't letting them esc-

Chaos Pudding smashed her banhammer on a single point of the barrier that had been erected, shattering it instantly, and jumped over a fallen support beam before getting hit by a blast from Phantom Roxas. Stopped midsprint Frunk was also caught in an attack, getting closelined as Phantom Roxas held out his hand and allowed it to collide with his enemy. Downing both in a spectacular way he spun around, slashing at them in order to force them back, and then got into position, "I thought you wanted to fight someone [i]worthy[/i] Chaos Pudding?"

"ugh . . . worthy might be pushing it hon," Chaos Pudding called back getting up and shaking the bits of dirt from her head, "Frunk lets just kill him so we don't have to hear him blabber anymore!"

"Sure . . ."

[hr]

"What should the second chapter start with? Dyl and Mudkip having..... coffee?" Pichu had written the words on a fresh sheet of paper before examining it. Frowning he crumpled it up and tossed it aside, "No."

Having pulled out another sheet he mused to himself about what to write when an explosion rocked the fondation of his building, making the power go out. A sudden blare from the YCM announcement systems sounded off, "Citizens of YCM do NOT be alarmed! The 'explosion' you have just experienced is part of a routine maitenance . . . We repeat, the 'explosion' you have just experienced is a part of a routine maitenance!"

[Catterjune]

"Sounds like trouble... with a capital R." She blinked, holding a finger to her ear. A faint ringing, beeping really. The tone of dozens of reports going off, posts being marked, marking a riot in general, was beginning to take it's toll.

Not only had she had to suffer a conversation with that careful girl's careless father, she had to do so while being bombarded with reports firing on all cylinders. By the sound of it, they were most likely coming from the general section.

In her locked topic, she had no clue if the two from above were still there but fortunately she knew the layout of the strategy and TCG section very well. A good amount of the topics were interlinked, and within a minute or so of traveling, the girl managed to make it to the main town.

Considering she knows the place very well and had a secret tunnel to travel through, I would very much appreciate if she arrived just a minute or so before Jake and his compadre returned, so they would miss out on the next scene.

"Those two who were here before. They're obviously not from here. Keep them busy. But don't harm them."

The red scarfed man piqued up. "But how come?"

Pika raised an eyebrow, then raised her banhammer high above her head. In one fell swoop, he collapsed on the ground.

She wiped the blood on her boots, then spoke once more. "Don't ask questions. Don't answer questions."

And with that, she departed from the TCG section, hopefully to quell the riots and, more importantly, quell the loud ringing of an enormous influx of rioting, spamming, and other such garbage.

[Christian Exodia]

Christian looked at Jake. "Dude, I didn't understand. How and why were you up against a Moderator? We gotta keep alive if to find the source of the decaying, dying forum. May just be people losing interest." He first turned into his Speed Form, then new Kung-Fu Form, and finally Speed Form. He looked at Jake, as if to get him to see him, then he nudged him to look. "Well, I am a freaking Reindeer in this; one that can change. C'Mon, we can get places quicker. Now if we only had a means to teleport..." He looked at Jake, and nodded, ready to run on his cue. He hated this, and would do anything to get out of that place.

[Pichu]

Pichu held up a couple pages and yelled: "I FINISHED!" He ran out of the office and to the publishing room. He posted the chapter and left the building.

He entered the RP area. He was apart of a couple but he didn't have the time to vist them. He had the time now since he finished the chapter early. He entered a Pokemon Rp and started writing.

[Justice Master]

The TCG area roared with the sounds of deck listing and trolls. Justice stood in the middle of this land he was much unfamilier with. His feet smacked the ground with every step as his cape flew behind him due to the wind. His eyes focused on his PM device. He thought he had heard a "You Gotz Mailz" noise, but it must've been his imigination, something few users shared with him. He looked over the decks, giving them honest reviews, which annoyed a lot of people. He ignored this, and proceeded to be a useful member, with his spoon hidden under his hand in case of trouble.

[Catterjune]

(TCG isn't a city! It's an old west style town run by fear and vinegar. )

A man wearing a purple scarf looked over the deck in front of him. A highlander, Blackwing deck, using one of each Blackwing (including the less-than-usable cards). He rolled his eyes, an air of sarcasm highlighting his words.

"wut a gr8 deck. u need moar Red Gadget tho, 'cause that'll make ur deck run fastr." He chuckled to himself, before noting a person giving some honest advice. Highlander was a poor idea, a greater focus on synchros, and less on one-of-each Blackwing.

The purple scarf wearer cocked an eyebrow. "Hey, you think you're some kind of awesome duelist or whatever huh Mr. Awesome Duelist?" He spoke in a gruff manner, like a guy picking a fight.

[Final Fantasy Revolution]

Vayne was leading the group that had followed out of the Organization thirteen's secret base when he saw a dead end to the corridor. "That must be the other door." Vayne said and as hard as he could rammed the wall only to find that it was sold concrete. "That...was...not...cool..." Vayne said as he slowly slid down to the floor, as he was riding in pain he looked up and saw a cellar style door inside the room and that he rammed into the wall right next to a latter. With a great sigh he stood up and climbed the latter, and opened the hatch on the cellar like door. "This is odd..." Vayne said as he came out of the cellar type door and looked around at just where that corridor had taken them...

[Kazooie]

Kaze was making her way throughout the C/O city, trying to find the Absolute Powerforce building. So many new buildings had sprung up out of seemingly nowhere, she wasn't sure where to start. After about ten minutes of searching, she managed to find the building and quickly went inside. Looking around, she made her way through the building.

"Black? Cherry? ...Monkey? Anyone?" Kaze called out in the empty building, or at least empty as far as she could tell, and wandered around. From one room to the next, she saw no one, but could hear the occasional footstep. She immediately discounted the footsteps as her own, but still wished someone was around.

[i]Maybe I should PM someone... But who?

Oh well... I'll just sit down and wait for someone I guess.[/i]

She made her way to the nearest seat and sat down watching the door.

[Jake the Sage]

"Christian . . ."

"Lets get back to TCG," I said giving a sigh, bottling up my anger for the next fight I got in, and walked towards TCG with my old buddy in tow. It had been a couple minutes, possibly thirty at least, before the tense silence grew too much. Christian had been glancing over at me for a while and finally broke the quite calm repetition of our footfall, "Dude, I don't understand . . ."

"Don't understand what?"

"How and why were you up against a Moderator? We gotta keep alive if we're going to find the source of the events that're causing the forum to die and decay," he gave me another glance before continuing, "Maybe it's just people losing interest or something a lot worse."

I nodded my head as he spoke about the reasons why Forum was dying. I had thought about it myself quite a lot actually, [i]"It has to be something major to cause so much chaos, so clearly inactive people shouldn't pose a problem."[/i] Looking over I watched as, my guess would be out of boredom, Christian turned into a full-fledged reindeer before changing shape again and then once more to revert back to 'normal'. By now he had noticed me looking and let out a laugh, picking up where we had left off on the conversation, "Well . . . I'm a freaking [i]reindeer[/i] in all of this, one that can change mind you . . ."

"C'mon! Can't we get somewhere quicker? Like teleporting or what not?" Christian said after the quite silence returned. The sun hanged high over our head and sweat dripped all over our bodies as we continued to trudge on. [i]"Well I can't have Andrew teleport us anywhere because it'd possibly attract a Mod,"[/i] I thought while our gazes met. Nodding to each other Christian transformed into his speed form and got ready to run on my cue. Crouching down I pressed the soles of my worn shoes to the sandy earth beneath me, "Alright Christian! Lets get back to TCG!"

In a burst of speed both of us began running as fast as we could, my initial leap putting me far out in front of my friend . . .

[hr]

The group had ran out of the door, Lora having to take a kicking and complaining Atman with her, as the group raced through the dark corridors of the Organization XIII's building. Vayne had taken the lead and was searching as fast as he could for a way out when he spotted a dead end to their current location. Despair began to run through everyone's mind, surely they were trapped now, but Vayne's voice suddenly lifted, "That must be the other door!"

"Wait Vayne I don't think-"

Lora had tried to talk some sense into her friend, but before she was ever able to say anything he had rammed the wall with as much force as he could manage; which only ended up confirming the young teenager's suspicions. Sliding to the ground Vayne held his right shoulder, "That . . . was . . . not cool . . ."

"There has to be a way out of here!" Atman said as he looked around and tried to go through a wall, only to meet the same result Vayne had just received. [i]"Apparently the walls were phase-proof to ensure utmost secrecy and privacy . . . fitting for the Organization XIII"[/i] Lora gave them credit looking back to where they had just came, "We need to move out of here before one of those two manage to reach us. Phantom Roxas can't-"

"Lora . . ."

"Not now Vayne. As I said we need to mo-"

"Lora!"

"What?!"

"There is something above you," Vayne stated, pointing it out on the ceiling. The entire group looked to see what appeared to be a cellar-style door and everyone was happy to see such a development. Knocking the door open a metal ladder jutted down and Lora let Vayne go first, being he was injured and all, and waited for everyone else to go until it was Atman and herself, "You're turn Atman."

"Ladies first," Atman said with a smile and motioned towards the ladder, "I'll be right behind you."

"Alright," taking the cold metal rods in her hand Lora quickly climbed up the ladder and popped her head out in another corridor that looked exactly the same as the other one, "What?!"

"But we . . . Atman it doesn't look any different!" Lora yelled back down to the ghost, yet got no reply. A sudden explosion somewhere down below them shook the building, signaling where Phantom Roxas and the other two where and Lora's eyes suddenly grew wide, [i]"He didn't go back did he?!"[/i] Turning to the others she took a couple paper dolls from her pockets and handed it to them, "Take those and use them to navigate your way the rest of the way. I think Atman went back to help Phantom Roxas!"

With that she leapt down into the dark abyssal hole and began racing to find that idiot of a ghost, [i]"I'd say he has a death wish if he wasn't already dead!"[/i] she cursed making a right . . .

[hr]

"Sounds like trouble with a capital 'R'," Pika had said, before plugging her ears with both index fingers, and the buzzing of dozens of reports going off. It had been a rough day for her, having to suffer through a conversation with that girl's seemingly careless father, but now she had to add her normal stressful duties on top of that. By the sound of it, they where coming from TCG. [i]"God I hope those two aren't still there. Luckily I can avoid them if they are . . . I know the layout of 'Strategy and TCG like the back of my hand,"[/i] Pika mused to herself in the safety of the locked thread. In a few minutes she had made it to the main town . . . not knowing that Jake and Christian were close to arriving themselves.

Walking around the dusty area the Mod walked up to a man in a red scarf, "Those two who were here before . . . they're obviously not from here."

"Obviously ma'am"

"Keep them busy," she said slipping a small bag full of points into the man's greedy palm, "But don't harm them."

"Awe why not? Seems t' me they'd be aw'ight for a good kickin'," the man said feeling the points in his hand, rolling his thumb over each individual piece before pocketing the entire bundle. He had been so obsessed in his newfound 'allowance' that he hadn't seen Pika raise an eyebrow only to follow up with doing the same with her banhammer. In one fell swoop he collapsed on the ground and she bent over, rummaging through his pockets and picking the bag of points back out. Flinging the bag into the air she caught it, opened it, and placed a single point on the man's bleeding face, "Don't ask questions . . . don't answer questions."

By then the ocean of beeps formed from the massive drove of reports flowing in had become nearly deafening. So she had no other choice but to quell the riots and, more importantly, quell the loud ringing of an enormous influx of rioting, spamming, and other such garbage. As she walked further into TCG she unknowingly bumped into somebody as he too entered the area and ignored her. While he walked he monologue to himself,

"The TCG area roared with the sounds of deck listing and trolls. Justice stood in the middle of this unfamiliar land. His eyes shifted to his PM device, he had thought he heard a 'You Got Mail' call out from it. But it must've been his imagination . . . something few users shared with him."

Many other members gave him a strange look, Justice obviously didn't realize he had said that out loud, and merely continued along. Soon he reached a small open market with cards for review and he stopped at one. Looking the card over a couple of times, flipping it over and even bringing it close to his face, he gave the creator an honest review on the job he had done; his honest reviews annoyed people a lot, because truth hurts. The creator, a man wearing a purple scarf, puffed up his chest in a boastful manner, and spoke in a gruff voice, "Hey! You think you're some kind'o awesome duelist or w/e?! HUH?! Mr. Awesome Duelist?!"

The man was obviously trying to pick a fight with Justice, since that was the [i]other[/i] pass-time people in TCG had besides the normal trolling. Justice ignored the man and yet kept his hand on a spoon hidden underneath his robes in case of trouble. The man took another couple of steps and, out of the corner of his eye, Justice could see the man raising his fists, "I wuz talkin' 2 u!!!"

"Hey now we can't have any fighting here!" I said interrupting the match before it began, catching the troll's fist and kicking his feet out from underneath him. Smiling down at the troll I mentally dared him to try anything else, only to get something dull and metallic shot in the back of my head- I hadn't known this but Justice had accidentally been unable to stop himself from striking me with . . . of all things . . . a spoon?!

And even more unknown was the fact Pika was still close by after all this time . . .

[hr]

[b]Meanwhile a New Player Appears in Her Simple Innocents![/b]

A young crimson haired youth walked through the city streets as her tight one piece outfit caught perverted glances from the males around her. She might've smacked them, her emerald eyes filled with intense raeg over whatever they might've been thinking, but right now she was too concentrated on the map in her tanned hands. Maze was making her way through C&O, trying to find the Absolute Powerforce building for a meeting with friends. Lifting her head up she frowned, [i]"So many new buildings sprung up out of nowhere . . . I don't even know where to start!"[/i]

After about ten minutes of frantic searching she managed to find the building and quickly rushed inside. Looking around she made her way through the member scanning system and began shouting out, "Black? Cherry? . . . Monkey? Anyone?!"

No reply. Kaze then began to wander around from one room to the next, trying to spot someone . . . anyone, but never saw anyone, [i]"But . . . I hear footsteps so someone has to be here."[/i] She continued walking around the dark hallways of the office building and tried to find where the mysterious footsteps were coming from until she stopped, and the footsteps stopped too, and she realized they where her own footsteps merely echoing back to her. Frowning, turning as red as her hair, she looked down at the PM phone clipped to her hip, "Maybe I should PM someone? Oh well . . ."

"They probably wouldn't answer anyway. I'll just sit down and wait for someone I guess," she said slipping into the nearest seat and crossed her long shapely legs. Drifting out of focus for a minute Kaze might've fallen asleep if something didn't shake the building and knock her too the ground. The building shook more and more until the ground beside her was shoved up, cracking the tile floor, and then shagged back down. Another violent rush jolt upwards and something broke through the floor and landed beside her, a girl!

"C-Call . . . da-dad," she said wincing in pain, sliding a bloody PM phone over the ruined floor to Kaze. The phone stopped beside her left knee and waited to be picked up and dialed, but all Kaze wanted to do was scream.

"Well you going to call . . . little girl?" a man's voice said from the cracked floor and rose out of it, also covered in blood but not to the extent the girl was, and she recognized him instantly, Frunk.

[hr]

Having pulled out another sheet Pichu mused to himself about what to write when an explosion rocked the foundation of his building, making the power go out. A sudden blare from the YCM announcement systems sounded off, "Citizens of YCM do NOT be alarmed! The 'explosion' you have just experienced is part of a routine maintenance . . . We repeat, the 'explosion' you have just experienced is a part of a routine maintenance!"

Yet Pichu, either too focused on his work or blissfully ignoring the fact, held up a couple pages and yelled, "Finished!!!"

Running out of his office he didn't even take note of the crowd growing around the Absolute Powerforce office building and made his way to the publishing company across the street, [i]"Why they can't have'em in the same building is beyond me."[/i] After a quick review by the editor, who had been too focused like everyone else on the events outside to actually read the material, Pichu happily posted the chapter and left the building while whistling to himself. He began heading towards RP, in the opposite direction of the situation, but curiosity finally got the better of him. Glancing back his hood fluttered in the wind, making it appear that his ears wiggled back and forth, [i]"Wonder what everyone is looking at?"[/i]

With a childish grin he made his way through the crowd, but was stopped by the police and instructed that Absolute Powerforce was going to be moving to another building and that the old thread was about to be demolished. This explanation was received by a massive outcry of people and members alike and, using the loud roar of the crowd, Pichu managed to sneak past the feeble security tape and make his way inside the blacked out building, "If they're telling the truth then at least I can get a souvenir!"

<OOC: sorry for the wait . . . just got three puppies and blah blah blah, wont bore you with the details>

[Mugendramon]

Monkey finally came around to himself. Shaking the dizziness out of his head, he began to reconstruct what happened about what he thought was minutes ago. All he remembered was the cold, the chilling cold. He had broken JoshIcy's Banhammer, freezing in place. Right now, though, it seemed like he was in General, more likely Clubs and Organizations, from the sound of the gathered people. Monkey cursed his luck upon hearing the voices in the distance: "Powerforce is falling?", "What the hell is going on!", stuff like that. Rushing over to said place, Monkey pressed through the astounded crowd. A random security staff person was standing there, intending for anybody to not enter this building. Monkey had no trouble in ignoring them completely, nor in actually climbing through the debris and whatnot left from the sudden shaking which had awakened him. After a few floors, Monkey heard the breath of people, as well as the stench of blood. [i]Whoever is here is still, I cannot go do any sudden moves without knowing WHO I'm attacking...! Being Blind is such a burden...! Oh well. [/i]Not paying the slightest attention as to where in the building he actually was, nor who he was talking to, he smiled, and said; "Well, well. Who is it I've had the luck to stumble across? Even so, why is everyone so tense here? I don't see no point in the tension. Not that I see anything, hmph."

[Shadow Zero]

While everyone else was doing their thing in YCM, another player in this story was worlds away, hunting his next batch of prey. He was down to the last one, who had thus far been able to remains hidden. However, he had made onw crucial mistake. He moved from his place of hiding for supplies. The one hunting him did not know what supplies they were, nor did he care. All he cared about was that his prey was finally in sight. He moved swiftly and silently, tailing his prey until they were in an area where there were no cameras to speak of before acting. In a single swift movement, he hit one of the spots on the human body that would ensure a quick and silent death. The man opened his mouth wide, trying to cry out in pain and surprise, but unable to. Moments after the blade was withdrawn and the man had fallen dead to the ground, the Grist he had within him appeared.It seemed that this one had done a lot of killing in his time, for those who did much killing tended to have a much larger cache of Grist that was in part obtained from their various victims, although the way in which this occurred was a source of constant confusion for the man who stood over his now dead prey. It may have had something to do with drenching their hands in the blood of their victims or something like that, but he couldn't be sure.

Raising his right hand, the man caused all of the grist to rise into the air and fly towards his open hand. Upon touching him they seemed to disappear, although what really happened was that they were automatically transferred to his own Grist stores that was kept separate from the Grist that was held within his own body. He supposed that he had gained enough Grist for now and stood up a little straighter. A moment later and he was gone from the world in which he had been hunting and was once more within the Zero Account, his own personal space that was half cyberspace and half real world space. He walked over to his chair and sat down, a number of screens popping up as he did so.

The man looked at the various screens, seeing nothing much that interested him. It seemed as though there were some places where fighting was going on though. The man had tried several times to tell himself that what was happening was none of his concern, but the longer he waited, the more he knew that he was going to have to take a part in the long struggle that was ahead of them all. He supposed that's why he had gone hunting for Grist by kiling those that deserved it in other worlds. Sighing to himself, the man turned his head as a particular screen caught his attention. It was the feed from one of the cameras surrounding the Absolute Powerforce building. It seemed as though there had been an explosion, and there was a large group of people looking on as the law enforcement fended them off, keeping them away from the building. "No more excuses, no more running away. It's time to act."

The mans name is Shadow Zero, although many simply call him Shadow. Shadow got up from his chair and focused blu Chaos Energy around his feet, allowing for quick movement and sliding along the floor as though he were skating. With quick movements, Shadow headed towards a section of wall in front of him which seemed to disappear just as he approached it. The moment immediately following that, he was shooting towards the Absolute Powerforce building fromthe other side of the street and jumped upwards, easily clearing the heads of evryone there and landing on the other side. Fortunately, there was a lot of noise and confusion, so he should have gone unnoticed for the most part as he made his way into Absolute Powerforce. "Now to find and quell the source of this commotion. I won't forgive those who set out to destroy that which I have come to hold dear."

[Justice Master]

Justice starred intently at his spoon, which made it's way back under his sleeve. "That's... that's never happened before," he responded, unsure of why the spoon hit this man who stood in-front of him. "Don't," he began, "take that personally. I'm not sure why that happened, or what will come of it, but the spoon knows best." Justice began to walk away, leaving no information of himself behind. [i]Maybe,[/i] he thought, [i]coming here wasn't a great idea. It's probably best to go back to places I'm familiar with.[/i]

[Shadow Zero]

Shadow proceeds from one area of the AP building to the other, looking to find anything out of the ordinary. After a time he finally comes to the hallway where two girls and a man named Frunk was standing. Only hesitating for an instant wondering why Frunk was there, he knelt to the floor before jumping forwards and landing between Frunk and the two girls. "Well, I didn't know you liked making me mad Frunk. I assume that you are the reason why this building is starting to fall apart?"

Shadow unsheathed his Burai Blade and held it up in front of himself, widening his stance and bracing himself, just in case he would need to fend off an attack. He then turned his head enough to talk to the girls behind him and directing his attention to Kaze and said "Get her out of here. I'll hold Frunk off."

Shadow then turned his attention back to Frunk, a red energy glowing around both of his hands as the Burai Blade suddenly began emmiting a blue glow before taking the shape of a three foot long single blade sword with a triangular tip.

[Final Fantasy Revolution]

"This is nonsense, I am a character! A life to be used to fight and nothing more, I must protect FFR's comrades! And so shall the others!" Vayne said and suddenly changed forms in a puff of smoke, but rather than being around when the smoke cleared she was already gone and into the shadows. A portal of darkness opened up and Nashiki revealed herself out of the portal of darkness and grabbed Lora's body by the hand. "You will not get away with this whoever you are..." Nashiki disappeared with Lora and reappeared at the scene Jake's conflicts. "Master Jake." She said and then stood over Lora's body. "You must come with me. The man identified to be Frunk is causing mischief including doing this to your daughter." Nashiki explained and waited for a response.

ooc: Nashiki can lock onto the darkness and peoples hearts and find them, even if your goody mc good pants you still have a spec of darkness in your heart!

[The White Wolf]

Star walked around the city of YCM in his Gigai. Nothing more, nothing less. "Hmm." he stated as he stopped in front of a building. One that he created himself. It was increased by one floor with each chapter added. "The New Generation...." he stated, then he continued to walk away. Stopping only to sit in the corner of the street, he looked at the night time sky. "Quiet...." he stated as he pulled out a glove from his pocket. "No, not that." he stated as he then pulled out a Mod Soul Candy and swallowed it. He was ejected from his body and a soul was placed in his "Basing a character off a show different than what the city is already based on. My most.... I have no idea what word to use there." he stated as he was now wearing a Captain Soul Reaper outfit. Fitted with two Zanpakuto strapped to his back in an "X" formation "No one should be able to see me now." Star stated as he jumped on top of a building, then jumped building-to-building.

[Jake the Sage]

Monkey had no trouble in actually climbing through the debris and what not left from the collapsing floors or finding his way through the now twisted hallways of the Abolsute Powerforce building. After a few floors, Monkey heard the breath of people, as well as the stench of blood . . . a lot of blood. [i]"Who is here hasn't moved,"[/i] Monkey thought to himself crawling on his stomach to get through a narrow space in the building, [i]"I cannot do any sudden without knowing [u]who[/u] I'm attacking!"[/i] Popping out and tumbling a bit Monkey stood back up and shook his head, the dirst and pebbled falling off as he did and looked straight forward before sighing, [i]"Being Blind is such a burden . . . oh well . . ."[/i]

Not paying the slightest attention as to where in the building he actually was, nor who he was talking to, he smiled and said, "Well, well, who is it I've had the luck to stumble across? Even so . . . why is everyone so tense here? I don't see no point in the tension. Not that I see anything, hmph."

"Another straggler?" the voice of a man said to Monkey has he stood there not knowing what was around him. The man focused on the newcomer for a minute before realizing that he wasn't joking and that he was actually blind, [i]"Might as well fill him in,"[/i] he thought before begining to explain what had happened.

[hr]

Shadow had been wandering around Absolute Powerforce, he had not heard Kaze down below since he was on another floor entirely, and sighed thinking about how boring things were at the moment. As if the Gods answered his boredom he felt the entire building shake violently underneath his feet and steadied himself before it stopped, [i]"Okay that certainly was interesting,"[/i] he thought heading to the stiarway to see what had happened. After a time he finally came to the hallway where the "explosion" had came from and spotted a couple of figures standing in the rubble. He'd have rushed in without a second thought if he wasn't wondering why Frunk, the one person he recognized immediately, was there. Gazing farther past the lingering dust in the air he could see BlindMonkey in a cold sweat, Kaze lying in a pool of blood, and what appeared to be another corpse a few feet away. Kneeling on the floor Shadow jumped forwards, flipping in the air, and landed between Frunk and the others, "Well . . . I didn't know you liked making me mad Frunk. I assume that you're the reason why this building is starting to fall apart?"

"Z.E.R.A. or do you prefer to be called Shadow Zero now?" the Mod asked tilting his head in an 'I don'y care' manner. Instead of just rushing in Frunk explained that he was under orders to kill some 'meddlers' and that included anybody who got in his way; he specifically stated he had already finished Kaze and "the other girl."

"So are you going to challenge me . . . just to make my job slightly harder?" Shadow unseathed his Burai Blade, answering Frunk with his actions, and held it up parallel to his chest. Widening his stance Shadow braced himself, just in case he wouild need to fend off an attack, and turned his head to yell at BlindMonkey, "Get the girls out of here, I'll hold off Fru-

The impact from Frunk's banhammer felt like nothing Shadow Zero had ever experianced previously, it hurt like a b*tch! Flying across the floor Shadow's body crashed into the fall and he could feel the steel beams supporting the structure actually bend from the force. But he had no time to react as Frunk continued his assault with a kick to the face, knocking his head through the wall, and then kicked his chest to bust him the rest of the way through and into the city streets.

[hr]

"Hey now we can't have any fighting here!" I said interrupting the match before it began, catching the troll's fist and kicking his feet out from underneath him. Smiling down at the troll I mentally dared him to try anything else, only to get something dull and metallic shot in the back of my head- I hadn't known this but Justice had accidentally been unable to stop himself from striking me with . . . of all things . . . a spoon?!

"Thats . . . thats never happened before," Justice responded after his spoon made it's way back under his sleeve, he was unsure of why the spoon hit this man, "Don't . . . take it personally. I'm not sure why that happened or what will come of it, but the spoon knows best."

"The spoon knows best?" I repeated the man as he turned and began to walk away. This action only caused what he said '. . . what will come of it . . .' and I could feel my blood start to boil. Clenching my fist I stood up and watched the man's back as he slowly got farther and farther away until I took a calming breath, turning to Christian, "We've waited enough time here . . . lets get going. We got to go through Music City to get to our destination, luckily there's a Bullet Train there that'll take us the rest of the way."

[hr]

The entire group had watched as Lora leapt into the dark abyssal hole and vanished from sight. They had two things to choose from now for their next action, 1.) Follow what they were told and go to Ragnarok's place or 2.) Go back and help Lora. It didn't take much time for the group to realize that their first option was their best and, despite worrying about the others, Lora had never stated she was going back to fight Frunk and Chaos Pudding . . . merely that she was going back for Atman. The group had made it farther now without anybody chasing them or having to stop for a fight, but that still didn't dampen one member's determination to go back and fight . . . and he made that opinion quite clear, "This is nonesense! I [i]am[/i] a character! A life to be used to fight and nothing more!!! I must protect Final Fantasy's comrades!"

"We know Vayne but there isn't much [i]we[/i] can do."

[i]Says you,"[/i] Vayne thought and slowed his pace just enough that no one would notice. Once he was far enough behind everybody he suddenly changed forms in a concieled puff of smoke, but instead of being around when the smoke cleared like normally . . . the new figure was already gone. Traveling through the shadows, using them has portals, Nashiki leapt from another shadow and roled on the disfigured ground in Absolute Powerforce and quickly surveyed the land. Frunk was preoccupied with someone else, Kaze was not breathing, Monkey seemed to have passed out, and Lora was lying on the ground a few feet in front of her. Moving over Nashiki stopped when the building shook with the coupled noise of what sounded like an explosion above her, but once it had passed she grabbed Lora's hand, "You will [i]not[/i] get away with this . . ."

Sinking into the shadows, Lora in tow, Nishiki dissappeared without a trace and reappeared a few seconds later out of the hanging shadow created from a poarch onset. Stepping out she craddled Lora's body in her arms and felt the hot wind on her face as the dust filled her nose. Standing in front of her was the person she had managed to track over such a long distance, "Master Jake . . ."

Lying Lora down gently on the ground a crowd of cowboys and frontier women began to gather as I looked down at my daughter's body, covered in blood and bruises. Kneeling down I moved some of her hair out of her face and pressed my fingers tightly on her neck, closing my eyes to focus, but stopped when I felt a pulse. Sitting there, my eyes closed, I didn't move as I heard Nashiki step closer to me, "You must come with me. The man identified to be Frunk is causing [i]mischief[/i] . . . including doing this to your daughter."

"Take me to him," was my only reply as I stood up and did nothing to hide my intense output of energy, causing a violent whirlwind to kick up, "Christian get Lora to Music City and then to a hospital. From there call the eighth number on this phone and explain what happened."

Tossing the PM phone I had been given to replace my other I turned away from Christian and then back to Nashiki, "Lets go . . ."

[Christian Exodia]

Christian bent down to pick up Lora. "Don't worry, I am a friend. I'll take good care of you." He spoke as he carried her to the hospital. "My friend's hurt! Quickly! Which room?" He kept holding on to her lightly as he was given the room, and ran up the stairs to get her to it. He set her onto a bed, and as the character he was, the instincts kicked in. He quickly hooked her up to the right machines, and while doing so, called the eighth number. "Hello, This Is Christian Exodia. I'm calling about Lora..." From there, he went to explain what happened, from Lora jumping into the abyss, to finding her like so, where Jake and Nishiki were heading, and bringing her to the Music City Hospital. He then hung up, and sat down, exhausted.

[Final Fantasy Revolution]

Nashiki nodded and then grabbed Jake's shoulder as to make sure he better go through the darkness. Nashiki's travel through darkness was different than just normal teleportatation; you had to break the body down, turn it into shadows, then recombobulate it on the other side. Just before they left, Nashiki coughed hard, the substance on her right hand could only be identified as blood. "It's nothing." Nashiki said to Jake, and before he could even speak back they were already teleporting and transferring to where Frunk was being distracted by the others. In another portal of shadows and black energy the pair of Jake and Nashiki appeared back on the fight scene and ready to take someone down. "Master Jake...I devote myself to helping FFR and whatever friends or comrades he has and as does mister Vayne Krieger." Nashiki explained, coughing up not blood but dark energy this time into her hand. "Should he surface while you are still battling Frunk, he will not side with you as Vayne and myself would." Nashiki explained, even though she was acting sickly she still looked ready to tear Frunk apart.

[Shadow Zero]

Shadow was blasted through the building by Frunk and as he turned in midair to slow his fall by blasting some Chaos Energy into his shoes, he took stock of his situation. He was up against someone who clearly wielded a crazy amount of power with his ban hammer, there were injured, and it was entirely likely that Frunk would not be using any energy attacks, meaning that going into his Kikoutei Forma probably wouldn't help a whole lot right now. So instead he focused Chaos energy into his finger and pointed it in the form of a gun at Frunk. Pulling the trigger in his mind, he fired several Chaos Spear blasts at full charge at Frunk. [i]I have to get him to follow me. If I can manage that, all I have to do is disarm him of his ban hammer and captchalogue it so that he can't get it back. If I do that, it should go a long way towards making this fight easier.[/i]

[Justice Master]

Justice stepped into the one place that stood between his and the RP district, Fan-Fiction City. It was a towering place, chapters upon chapters. The only tolerate part of this chaotic land was the RP district, which made him love it even more. He was in a jog now, striving to get away from the torture awaiting in each building. But out of nowhere, he came to a stop. Why exactly was an interesting reason. It just so happens that he looked in one particular area, at one particular time, to see one one particular person. jumping across the large building that stared down at him. He could have ignored this, it wouldn't change much, yet he did not. In other words, his curiosity got the better of him. He had to find out why the mysterious figure was jumping on top buildings. He walked torward the one building that intimidated him far more than any others. A Naruto fanfic. Ugh. His spoon rocketed into the air out of his sleeve. Two spoons fell into his now open palms. He shoved them into the building and began to climb.

[The White Wolf]

"What? Can he see me?" Star asked, two buildings away from Naruto, the New Generation. Though he shouldn't be surprised. Not everyone follows the laws of logic. That city was proof of so. So he brushed aside his surprise and jumped back to the building that Justice was scaling.

Star's Gigai picked itself off the ground, the mod-soul within had a right to be surprised, but wasn't. Even though it was a body that was lying on the ground outside Naruto, the New Generation. The mod-soul sighed. And used his ability to teleport to teleport beside Star. It seemed like two men who looked exactly alike were standing beside one-another.... which is was so.

[Justice Master]

Justice kept climbing, feeling as if the spoon was leading him to fate, or certain death. Whichever the spoon wanted, the spoon got. He kept digging his spoons into the wall of the building. With each smack against the fan fic he heard more of it, which was painful to him. He neared the top, never looking down, yet having little energy after listening to all that Narutardism. He couldn't take much more. But by that time he was pulling himself upon the skyscraper. It was sweet relief to hear silence, but he couldn't swerve from the task at hand, he had to meet the person. His legs pushed up as he wiped some dust off his clothes. He took a few steps back and darted forward, jumping at the very edge of the fan fic. He barely landed onto the next building. He once more got up and stepped back. The person was far too close to give up. Silently, he smacked the spoons together, making them one. It hid itself in Justice's sleeve as he readied himself for another jump.

[The White Wolf]

"He certainly is eager, isn't he?" Star asked the mod-soul as Justice prepared for another jump "Why yes he is..." the mod-soul replied "though he may be a potential threat." the mod-soul continued. "You may be right." Star stated as he reached for what seemed like a simple katana strapped to his back "He seems like a simple Kido would beat him, but we can't be too sure." Star stated. "Just don't let your guard down. Don't use both Zanpakuto though. We don't want anyone seeing our full power." "Our?" Star asked, then he chuckled as he waited for Justice.