To be truly free
AGE
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PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Homosexual
CLASS
Chimera Soldier
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Post by giovanni on Oct 5, 2022 2:24:01 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] He had done it, finally after so many days of hard work. After so many days of failures and trying, after so many days of mental and physical pain from going against his brainwashing. After so many days of physical and psychological pain and he had done it.[break][break] He had finished his suit of armor. He tested the taser first, watching as the electricity flowed through the gloves hand of his armor, then next came the other attachments, the pepper spray, the taser. He was done and his armor was complete, of course, it could always be upgraded, but that was for later, for now; this was his ticket to freedom.[break][break] He wanted so badly to be free from his oppressors, stuck in this damn off-grid military bunker where the only solace he had was sneaking away to the nearby city after hours of walking through his hidden tunnel and driving his vehicle he had stolen and scavenged parts for. There was no need to return now, it would be foolish. At least that's what Giovanni thought as he tested out the movement in his new suit. [break][break] He moved toward the window of the abandoned building he was in, it would only be a matter of time before this building was gone too. It had been tagged for demolition days prior so he knew for certain he was on a time clock, and as he took a step to turn from the window he caught something in the corner of his eyes.[break][break] A flash of light came from the clear morning sky. " What the hell is that?" He pondered allowed. Had they come for him? Had they noticed he was missing? No, this was too soon, far too soon, and they wouldn't do something so flashy, not just for him. It couldn't be just for him...[break][break] Regardless Giovanni wasn't going to stick around and wait to find out, but before he could take a step away the HUD in his armored suit went dark. The suit froze completely and he was simply stuck in the driver's seat. " What the fuck?" [break][break] Perhaps there was a short in the suits circuits, but he had triple-checked everything, even more than that, such a thing shouldn't be possible. Perhaps the motherboard was overloaded? He didn't know what was going on but before he could flick the manual override switch to move freely, the ground shook violently. " Shit, Earthquake." He said matter-of-factly, he had been through a couple before, he knew full well what they felt like, and then as quickly as it stopped.[break][break] Giovanni took a calming breath, centering himself by closing his eyes, but as he opened them slowly, a blue holographic screen could be seen in front of him, but this... This wasn't his suits HUD, it had lost all auxiliary power, this wasn't possible...[break][break] [break]
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"So you're a tough guy, like it a really rough guy?"[break]
[break][break] Was that some kind of song lyric? Perhaps a taunt or hoax by those in charge of the ATLAS program, but that had been dismantled. There should be no such people left besides maybe leftover agents they deemed still useful if free labor is what they considered useful, granted it was a black op military program so possibly. He took another deep calming breath, closed his eyes, and as his dark brown eyes opened once more he found himself too stunned to speak.[break][break] This wasn't the abandoned building he was in before, no, this place was new, strange, and unlike anything he had ever seen before. He could move his head in his suit still thankfully but his body, which was still stationary, at least until he could manage to hit the manual override, but that required strength and straining. Forcibly moving the suit's machinery with nothing but determination and brawn could take a minute, but this scenery, this new metallic, digital, and neon-looking place took precedence. [break][break]  [break] It seemed as if he was on some kind of bridge, and in the distance, there was some kind of buildings. He had never seen architecture like this it was so foreign, but the more he stared at it the more he wanted to find out how it all worked, but self-preservation came first. He strained to move his arms to press his manual override on the center of his waist, where his belt buckle would be, but it was easier said than done with the entire suit going dark. It was as if someone had hit him with an EMP, such a thing shouldn't be the case, unless that's what that damn light was?[break][break] Then he saw another blue screen...[break][break]
"CHOOSE A CLASS"[break][break]
[ ] Juggernaut[break]
[ ] Maverick[break]
[ ] Chimera Soldier[break]
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Post by chiyo on Oct 5, 2022 16:12:47 GMT
Her fingers fidgets with the phone. ‘No that’s not the right angle. No that’s not it either.’ Fastidious by nature when it came to this stuff, Chiyo kept at it. Refusing to accept anything less than perfect. After all, her fans couldn’t be beset by something that wasn’t the best that she could muster. Fluffing her hair so that her lovely locks bounced down around her shoulders was paired with a practiced pose of her face. Finally, there it was. Click The image was uploaded to her varying social media platforms in an instant. The room hung in silence as her eyes studied the screen in her grasp. Waiting for that hit, that fix that she had been craving over the last couple of hours. It would take just a moment more as she watched the notifications on her phone start to ring up at the top of her screen. One after another. Each one bringing a surge of dopamine that lifted her mood ever higher until it soared amongst the clouds. Tossing her phone off to the side Chiyo darted to her computer chair. Mouse clicking away she brought up her recording program. Her image appeared on her monitor and once again she began to preen herself as she warmed up. This was going to be a special video today. Today she was going to announce a new partnership with a sponsor. It wasn’t anything too spectacular but it was her first sponsorship deal since she graduated high school and in the run up to attending college, a must dictated by her father, it felt like a new beginning. Once prepped again she hit record and it all began. “Hey guys! I am suuuuper excited to make this video today. I know I have been teasing y’all over the last couple weeks with an announcement. And I am uber excited to say that it is finally time!” Her voice ringing with that peppy excitement that she had grown to be known for. “So, like, these guys had approached me a couple months back. And we were doing some talking annnnnd like now we got a deal! Soooooooo without further ado, my newest super bestie is…” Her voice trailed off as a bright light beamed through her window, bathing everything in light. “Huh?” Moments later the entire building began to shake. The knickknacks on the wall began to dislodge and tumble to the ground. An earthquake? Now?! But she was just about to record her announcement video! The entire house threatened to tumble to the ground in a heap when the blinding light fully consumed everything before it all went black. [earth-to-chiyo]
“You’re like totally gonna fit right in.”
The words hung in the air as Chiyo felt herself curled up in a ball with her hands still grasped at the top of her head. When nothing else came to her, Chiyo stole a glimpse of what the state of her house was in with just a smidge of her right eye. Both eyes snapped open as she found herself in a hellscape of metallic surfaces, cool neon lights and not a soul in sight. She simply stood there as she took it all in. Not a word to say until finally her mouth reconnected with her brain. “Ewww. Is this like some kind of fantasy from one of the AV club nerds? What is it called…Dragons and Dungeons or Trek Wars?” Pausing she looked all around her. “Or am I being memed on right now? Dad, you can come out! This isn’t funny!” She said stomping her foot repeatedly on the ground. She stopped suddenly, “Wait…is this like some kind of audition for a movie? O. M. G. Sorry, sorry! I like didn’t realize where I was. I hope I didn’t ruin your shot.” She called out with not a soul responding to her. A blue screen appeared out of thin air. “Wooooah. Movies really can do a lot when you have the budget it for it…” She peaked around the corner of the screen and then back at it again. There was a simple question. “CHOOSE A CLASS”
[] Charm Hunter
[] Glamazon
[] Dutchess
“Huh…” Chiyo stared at the options. “Is this, like, the part that I will receive a script for?” Turning back to her options they were certainly different. The first one was a hard pass, hunting sounded like it would be a lot of work and that meant there was going to be sweat. Ew. The last option sounded like the title of what Kate and Meghan Markle had over in Britain. But it wasn’t princess, so maybe that would be her fallback role. The final option was that of Glamazon. She wasn’t really sure what it meant but it looked like it was glamorous by the naming convention. Maybe it was something to do with a glamorous person that worked at Amazon. That didn’t really feel like a thing though. “OH! This is going to be a rom com isn’t it?! I take the role of a glamorous young woman that is like totally stuck in a dead end job at Amazon where I am saved by the rich uber hunk that stops me at the local coffee shop.” Reaching forward she selected that option. “The script for Glamazon please!” |
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To be truly free
AGE
30
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Homosexual
CLASS
Chimera Soldier
UNSORTED
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Post by giovanni on Oct 6, 2022 0:44:51 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] The blue screen told him to pick a "class" he wasn't sure what exactly it meant, but as he read over the names he found that each class option would enlarge before turning back to the original font size. It was strange, he wondered what it meant, all the while his mind still pondered whether or not this was some kind of sick joke or government research project. Perhaps they had laid a trap for him and set up such in his suit, that meant they learned his plans. That meant, that he wasn't free. [break][break] Giovanni felt a bead of sweat drip down the side of his face as anxiety came rushing in. " Those fuckers they couldn't just let me be. They picked me up and made him into nothing more than a pawn and even still, even now they still can't leave me alone. Fine, I'll play your stupid game, and I'll kill you all after." Giovanni mumbled as he strained to reach his manual override switch. [break][break] These options were strange names, Giovanni considered each one, Juggernaut sounded interesting, perhaps whatever it was something sturdy, something strong. He was tempted to pick it until his eyes dropped onto Maverick, that sounded even more interesting, perhaps it was something to do with flying, like that guy from that movie. He couldn't remember the name but he had heard civilians talking about it once when on undercover missions.[break][break] Then his eyes fell upon the name "Chimera Soldier," he figured that one sounded the most versatile, something with many parts to it. A chimera was a creature that was a mix of a bunch of diffrent others depending on the mythology, and Soldier anything for him had appeal considering he technically was one.[break][break] " Chimera Soldier, that's the one," he thought struggling still, his suit's arm slowly moving. Though he paused slightly after an "X" appeared within the option choices. [break][break]
"CHOOSE A CLASS"[break][break]
[ ] Juggernaut[break]
[ ] Maverick[break]
[X] Chimera Soldier
[break][break] Then another menu prompt came up asking if he was sure, he was shocked was this thing activated by intent, by will? What level of technology could do such, just how sophisticated was this technology? He found himself becoming more and more agog to know what came next, but with such intrigue came a flow of anxiety. No matter, he would just have to live, have to survive and most importantly test his theories. He thought " yes" to the accept option, and then the blue screens disappeared. He strained once more to get to his manual override but before, he could touch it his suit burst into a flurry of pixels as a digital voice rang through his mind " Chimera Soldier Confirmed!" [break][break] His straining caused him to trip, catching himself quickly he readied himself placing a single hand on the ground, adjusting his center of gravity as he glanced around frantically. " What the hell?" He said, in shock. Giovanni turned to glance around at the surrounding area, now able to get a better scope and view of everything. His jaw fell, as he realized he could feel the ground beneath him, slick cold, and metallic, buzzing almost with the faint tint of energy. This wasn't just digital, it wasn't just some computer program in his suit. [break][break] " Th- This is real," he stuttered as he leaped back he saw a visage from the corner of his eyes, he reached for his gun only to realize he no longer had it on his hip. This was ridiculous, " maybe I was knocked out and brought here," he thought, but he didn't feel any tale, tale signs of REM sleep. No grogginess, no dry eyes, not even a yawn or lapse in energy, or change in attention. Then his mind flashed back to the light that came from the sky, which probably had something to do with it. Then a blue menu popped up again, this time reading something about a notification. [break][break]
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WELCOME TO THE TUTORIAL, MAZE RUNNER IN ORDER TO EXIT YOU MUST FIRST COMPLETE THE TUTORIAL. [break][break]ALL OF YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN A SINGLE NEON BAR IN YOUR INVENTORY. YOU MUST MAKE IT TO THE EXIT TUNNEL.[break][break]
ONLY THE FIRST 20 WILL BE ALLOWED TO COMPLETE THE TUTORIAL, THE REST WILL DIE. THE FURTHER YOU DRIVE, THE STRONGER THE DANGER AND TRIALS. THE LONGER YOU TAKE THE MORE THE MAZE WILL SEA.[break][break]
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[break][break] (12:00:00)[break][break] " Tutorial? What's this about having to survive, and what inventory?" Giovanni questioned aloud and as he said it a blue menu popped up, it had multiple rows and columns in it, and low and behold inside it was some form of a small black rod, glowing with neon circles on either end of it. Then Giovanni noticed that there was a timer on the bottom of the menu, slowly clicking down as time went down. Then his mind went back to the menu options, " drive?" he pondered, he was so confused, there was so much information coming all at once. [break][break] Regardless, he now had a target, a human visage that he could see on the other side of a metallic pillar, moving around slowly and methodically, Giovanni raised his hands, adjusted his knees, tightened his stance, and planted his feet firmly on the ground as if to run and grapple the person. Moving slowly still the person fully came into view and Giovanni saw it was a young girl, pretty enough to be a model. She didn't even look like she was an adult, he adjusted himself accordingly.[break][break] Standing up straight, chest out, shoulders square, and feet apart, though always on guard as he had his hands placed below his chest, resting on his stomach fingers intertwined in case he had to bring them up to quickly block or attack. A motion in which he would also be able to grab something from his tactile belt, engraved in him via habit. Though the tactile belt was nowhere to be seen.[break][break] He made sure his olive and gray shirt long sleeve shirt was easily able to be seen, " So you were brought here too I'm assuming. Have any idea what's going on?" he questioned the girl. His eyes narrowed in at the girl with an inquisitive, stern mien. His tone was deep but free of any emotional depth.[break][break] He wondered what had happened to his class and who this young girl was. Then another blue holographic menu appeared in front of his face in a flurry of pixels that burst from nowhere. On it read information about his class. He pointed to the menu, craning his head slightly to look at the girl, " Are you seeing all this too, and something about a class?" his tone was still the same as before. [break][break] Perhaps this young girl would yield some knowledge of her own. If not, he figured he could always interrogate her to get to the bottom of things, that is if she had anything to tell or more knowledge of the situation than him. [break][break] [attr="class","landtag2"] chiyo[TAGGED] [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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Post by chiyo on Oct 6, 2022 18:58:31 GMT
With the option selected Chiyo waited for the script to be given to her. Was a set assistant going to run out and give it to her? Since they had the budget maybe they were just going to send it to her digitally via her phone. Speaking of which, her hands began to pat all over her body. “I just need my phone…where is my phone?” She began to question as she continued to feel around. Maybe the crew had taken it from her when she arrived on set and she didn’t know? That had to be it. There was no other reason that her phone would have been anywhere but with her. NOTIFICATION
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WELCOME TO THE TUTORIAL, MAZE RUNNER IN ORDER TO EXIT YOU MUST FIRST COMPLETE THE TUTORIAL.
ALL OF YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN A SINGLE NEON BAR IN YOUR INVENTORY. YOU MUST MAKE IT TO THE EXIT TUNNEL.
ONLY THE FIRST 20 WILL BE ALLOWED TO COMPLETE THE TUTORIAL, THE REST WILL DIE. THE FURTHER YOU DRIVE, THE STRONGER THE DANGER AND TRIALS. THE LONGER YOU TAKE THE MORE THE MAZE WILL SEA.
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(12:00:00) “Huh? Do you mean like screen test?” She called out into the ether. Tutorial was a weird way of describe a casting call. Wait, was she sucked into one of those ‘weird’ casting calls? It would track with all of the nerd stuff that was currently surrounding her. Well, if it was, they were going to face some tough talk from her lawyers and the police! She wasn’t even of age yet! Those deviants! When a script continued to fail to appear Chiyo would start to pace back and forth. “Helllllooooo? Would someone be able to get me my script please? I had selected Glamazon, the RomCom movie pitch. Totes ready to show off for you guys!” She called out as she began to pace back and forth. She didn’t want to let the producers and the casting directors down just because she didn’t have a script in front of her to work with. So while she wait she began to roll through her vocal exercises, knocking her head back and forth. She wanted to be ready to go as soon as the lines were provided to her. What happened next was not what she was expecting. Surging forward out of the seeming nothingness was this robotic moving, really buff looking guy. Her first reaction? Let out a yip of surprise as he appeared. When he asked her about whether or not she was seeing all of this she wasn’t quite sure how to react. "So, like, are you my co star here? I mean...you are tall and kinda strong so like maybe you could be that guy that saves me when we meet at Starbucks. But, like, we're going to have to work on your look before the movie comes out, mkay? Like this whole Mr. Roboto looking set is a bit weird. Like it looks like we are going to be in some sort of sci-fi thingamabob like some kind Damgun or Big Q looking thing... I. D. K. A role like that can land you look like you could be found on a shirt in Hot Topic. Super typecasting after that. Mega ick.”Words shrill to the ear Chiyo straightened up, rolled her neck and cleared her throat. “But a professional must push on!” Closing her eyes again she focused herself. The directors must be looking for her to improv with this guy for a chemistry test. “Yeah! I am seeing it too! It is so strange. Where do you think we are? And what is this maze they are talking about?” Each syllable saturated in overacting to the nth degree. “Perhaps…it is a maze to our hearts…” Trailing off for some sort of dramatic moment. |
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To be truly free
AGE
30
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Homosexual
CLASS
Chimera Soldier
UNSORTED
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Post by giovanni on Oct 7, 2022 0:07:03 GMT
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As he turned the corner after his armor vanished into thin air, Giovanni found himself hearing something about a script and Glamazon... "Is that another one of these classes?" He cerebrated the idea letting it run across his mind like a hamster on a wheel. Compartmentalizing he turned the corner the first thing that entered his mind was potential weapons. He no longer had his armor, gun, or knife. Thus the only thing at his disposal was his hands and his belt. Worse come to worse he could use it to assist him in grappling, and strangulation.[break][break]
However, as he noticed that the person in front of him seemed like a beautiful city girl such ideas were also set to the side. Instead, his mind chooses to bring forth the main concern at hand. He had multiple questions after all the menus had appeared and even more after the girl spoke. The more she did the more Giovanni felt a slight twitch form beneath his eye as she spoke, he could feel himself losing brain cells by the minute the girl spoke. She apparently thought this was some kind of play or movie. Although, he couldn't blame her not entirely, as her being here also began to shoot his own theory to hell. [break][break]
Humans had a way of rationalizing things, and right now they were in a situation that demanded much more information in order for such things to be true rather than mere speculation and fiction. Giovanni bought a single hand to the bridge of his nose, squeezing it and taking a deep breath before looking up at the girl who had apparently been acting out some sort of imaginary scene. "I have no desire to save you from a Starbucks, be on a shirt from Hot Topic, or any other such place that you've concocted." He said in a dry tone as he let his hand drop. He didn't understand half the words that came from her mouth.[break][break]
He smiled as the girl confirmed that she, in fact, could see holographic menus and such as well. Good, he could work with this. "I believe we've been taken here against our will, and if they can bring us here, whoever, they are I'm sure could also kill us if they're capable of all of this," Giovanni said gesturing at the scene around him. [break][break]
"I highly doubt this is some maze to our hearts, as you put it, more like to our deaths," he said nonchalantly, as he raised a single eyebrow, before letting it drop back down to its normal resting stern face. [break][break]
He pressed the holographic menu "my class is called Chimera Soldier," he said swiping up and down at the menu and reading the class info, finding that his hand could also be used to scroll up and down to read. He couldn't believe what he was reading, that he could manifest his suit of armor around him, imbue it with the DNA of creatures, all of it was so strange. It sounded like some type of science fiction movie or game. He had never played such nor had he really seen any movies but he felt this was the general genre such things went for. [break][break]
"Now how do I-" his words were cut off as he focused on trying to figure out how to manifest, but what he didn't count on was it happening via pure willpower, he stood shocked as a black oily suit seemed to grow like a second skin around him from a flurry of pixels that rushed across his body. The black suit rushed out from his center like his body was being dipped in the inky darkness of midnight. It covered his face, his visor peeled back with a thought, and his eyes trailed across his body as he brought his hand up to glance at it. [break][break]
Looking closely he could see thousands of small nanobots swimming across the surface of the suit. He gave a gleeful smile, "how fascinating," he mused, then his eyes locked on to the girl with a sharpness. "So this is what a chimera soldier is, well you've seen my class. Show me yours, I find it works if you just think about it. Use your class, now." He demanded, bringing his hand down, waiting for the girl to follow his rather blunt orders. He found himself bubbling up with curiosity, wondering if the girl's class worked the same as his, activated the same if it offered any technology or a suit of its own.[break][break]
Then he turned his head to his inventory, he reached for it, thinking hard about drawing the black rod out for their tutorial, and as he did he found his hand sinks into the blue holographic menu and as he drew his hand back he found himself smiling from ear to ear as he held the rod in his hand. This had to be some kind of isolated dimensional pocket, there was no way something like this would work otherwise, as he glanced around it there didn't seem to be any nanobots on it. [break][break]
He stared at the rod inquisitively, flipping it around and upside down. Even smacking it, until finally, it started to glow brightly. He dropped it away from him for safety, but what happened next had him stunned and shocked, as the rod began to expand, more black and neon spread from it until it became something like a motorcycle with an armored chassis around it. "Wha-What?" He started leaning in closer to the vehicle, turning back he commanded the girl to "try yours too," he said looking to see if she would also gain a vehicle of some sort or perhaps something different.[break][break]
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Post by chiyo on Oct 8, 2022 16:25:37 GMT
The man’s bristling attitude billowed off of his frame. Chiyo studied his style and all of the mannerisms as best she could. ‘He is definitely trying for that dark and broody character. Bad boy. Some rom coms feature those and then he softens at the end. It could work. Don’t know if that is what the producers are going to be after those.’ Shuffling her clothing a little she straightened up and attempted to match his energy. “Nor I! To be consigned to a t-shirt in a mall store is a fate worse than death!” She proudly exclaimed. “Though the not saving me from Starbucks is a bit harsh…meanie…” she whispered to herself.
As her costar continued on with his lines he structure a fierce tone. It would be hard to match but she thought she could be up for the task. “Yes, I agree. They certainly must’ve stolen us from our homes and beds in the middle of the night. The fiends! We will have to work together in order to escape this trap! Or else we will be like…really dead.” Each word dramatized and attempting to meet the man’s energy. She was not going to be outshined by the brood over here. Like, as costars you are supposed to make each other shine, not put each other down. Did he not understand that? Amateur.
“Chimera Soldier, it is nice to meet you. I am Glamazon. The most glamorous of all of the Amazon workers that work at the warehouse.” Hands on her hips she would strike a pose. Two could play at the spotlight stealing game. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Mr. Soldier pull up what looked like a script on one of those fancy screens. “Um…how did you…” Verbal commands didn’t work. Maybe jumping jacks? A twirl? A fierce pose? All of these attempts were performed in from of him before out of frustration Chiyo’s hand snapped to towards the ground forcing the shiny blue menu to appear out of thin air. Realizing what she did she stood up, straightened her clothing and began to scroll through the menu.
“So, this is what the background to the character is…” Swords? Bows? Shields? She really was auditioning for one of those nerd movies. She was going to be typecast so hard after this T_T. That said the mention of a fierce woman was spot on. The studio must have seen her videos and made the correct assumption. However, the one thing that was interesting was that is mentioned her charm bracelet. Looking down at the tacky present that her father had given her all those years ago, she couldn’t believe that this would be central to the role that she was being cast for. As she thought about all of the memories, without intention a sword sprung to her hand, causing her eyes to go wide.
“O. M. G. This movie has the biggest budget I have ever seen!” Shock plastered on her face. Looking over to Mr. Soldier. “I did it cuz I wanted to…not cuz you told me.” She offered with a protruded tongue. Had to stay in character for the casting directors. But frankly the man was already moving onto the next thing and ignoring her. Rude. Once again, a command to search for that rod thing came from him. It elicited a roll of Chiyo’s eyes as she tried once more to find this menu thing. Only when she did and plucked the rod from the options. “Yeah. I got one too.” Turning it sideways as Mr. Soldier did a motorcycle formed in the space around her just as it had for him.
“Ummm…so…I should probs disclose that it took me like five tries to get my license…” She trailed off. “Is there like a waiver the studio wants me to sign before we continue?” With no answer coming she would search all around her before turning to Mr. Soldier. “What? Cute girls hit curbs.”
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Post by giovanni on Oct 11, 2022 1:51:25 GMT
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Giovanni let out a long sigh as his shoulders slumped forward. He brought both hands to the bridge of his nose, rubbing his nose for a mere second before placing his hands back at his hand. This girl was... Odd. Though Giovanni began to think that perhaps he was the odd one, he worked out the mental method of trying to appeal to the girl, trying out her mannerisms and manner of speaking in his mind gave him a headache just thinking about it.[break][break]
Thus he decided the next best thing to do potentially was to just go along with her delusions, all humans had a way of rationalizing things, and either this woman was a really good agent that had some great skills in acting, or she was just a normal teenage girl, of which, Giovanni truly didn't understand. This was his first meeting with anyone like her, and as such, he didn't know how to respond. So he simply nodded.[break][break]
He nodded to her comment about being on a mall T-shirt, which apparently was a fate worst than death, noted. He nodded to not saving her from Starbucks and being the meanie, that he was. Though he rose an eyebrow at her next words, Glamazon, that was strange he had never heard of such a thing, especially a glamorous Amazon worker. However, his face went slack as she struck a pose. [break][break]
Though this gave him valuable information, not everyone had the same class, and apparently, they were with different names as the sword sprung up from seemingly nowhere, Giovanni could see that their class had different abilities as well. "Interesting! I wonder what that sword is made out of... How does it work?" He questioned aloud, excitement etching his tone. She had finally gotten his attention, though at what cost?[break][break]
Giovanni simply stared blankly as the girl's excitement grew, and the fact that she apparently still thought this was a movie. He let loose another sigh thankfully this time it had been muffled by his helmet. Opening the helmet's face latch, so that he could better see the girl he watched as she took out the rod from her inventory and it too turned into a vehicle.[break][break]
He smiled, not at her but at the fact this technology even existed, though to the girl's comments of cute girls hitting curbs he simply state, "well try not to die, and hopefully everything will work out," he said in a dry tone, he meant what he said though, he hoped that everything would work out. For him... Her he couldn't give two shits about, outside of the fact she was and from her actions continued to be valuable research material. [break][break]
He moved to get onto the bike which was as easy as simply stepping onto the back of the circular vehicle and watching as the bike's neon glow began to brighten even more as the engine roared to life. He smiled gripping the handle. "The way I see it, this works just like a regular motorcycle, just follow what I do, and try and keep up, and you, know avoid any curbs," he said with a sly grin, a bit of humor nuzzling its way into his formally dry tone.[break][break]
Revving the engine a bit, he pulled his leg for support from the ground, finding that the cycle had good balance. Once he did, he leaned forward, pressed down on the gas, and took off. The wind whipped through his hair and he only slowed down and looked back for a moment to make sure the girl was following him or keeping pace as he made his way down the metallic neon-lit road toward the giant triangular building in the distance. They were keeping upon a bridge first and Giovanni wondered what awaited them...[break][break]
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Post by chiyo on Oct 17, 2022 18:09:01 GMT
Okay so like musclesaurus over her was turning out to be a real dbag. Like, now her costar was interested in her after she summoned a nifty looking sword prop. No cap though, the sword was pretty cool but she was not going to let this guy see it. Not while the cameras were running anyways. They would have words after this. That is of course if he landed the job. With the way things were going it didn’t seem likely. After all, they really didn’t have any chemistry. Body? Fit the movie aesthetic. Acting skills? Mediocre. Personality? Trash. She really was hoping for a different leading man.
“Oh, thanks…” Chiyo responded to the comment about not crashing the motorcycle. And not dying. Like really, who says that? Improv is one thing but that was clearly an out of character question she had asked the producers. A roll of her eyes would be stifled as much as she could as there was yet still no answer from the crew. She understood that improv and method acting was a thing but a little bit of direction would be appreciated. Like, was it really that hard?
With no answer she swung her leg over the bike and shifted to the side. “So…like this? I have never been on a motorcycle before. Well, actually, I haven’t driven one. Trevor, from high school, had one. It was some beat up piece of junk. He thought he was soooo cool. I think a Kowanaki? Or was it a Donda? Smarley? Doesn’t matter. I will try.” Remembering back to the one date that Trevor took her out on Chiyo grabbed both handles of the bike. She could feel all of the weight rocking back and forth as she looked down.
Couldn’t be too different from driving a car, right? Just two wheels opposed to four. No cute dangling bits to hang from the makeup mirror. No makeup mirror to check at all the red lights. No stereo for Apple Music. Okay, there was like zero upsides to riding this motorcycle at the moment. Before she knew it Mr. Soldier had taken off as the engine whined and rubber burned against the ground. “Rude…okay…nice and easy…cute girls hit curbs…cute girls hit CURBS!” The bike took off like a bat out of hell. Her terrified scream muffled by the sound of the rushing air whipping past her perfectly placed hair. When Mr. Soldier took a glance back, he would see Chiyo following, than gaining and possibly even rocketing past him as her scream may have reached his ear. The poor girl’s motorcycle was only accelerating towards what was possibly their first threat of the movie shoot.
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Oct 19, 2022 11:50:26 GMT
Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2022 11:50:26 GMT
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[break][break] The sound of the motorcycle alerted the beast. For a moment it stood in the shadows, adjusting its auditory feed until it could pinpoint where the sound was coming from. Once locked on, the beast scaled the wall of the alleyway it had been hiding within. Up on the roof it watched two humans try to navigate the dangerous city. Its eyes narrowed as it lept from the rooftop, curling itself into a ball of sorts. The moment it hit the ground, the ball would move at a frightening speed. Ready to rip through the pair of humans. [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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SEXUALITY
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CLASS
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Post by giovanni on Nov 1, 2022 22:43:15 GMT
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The bright-haired girl was certainly a character that Giovanni never thought he'd be paired up with, then again life was unpredictable, at least now! To him, that was the most interesting aspect of this whole ordeal, the fact that he didn't know what was going to happen next. Gone was the day of the humdrum routines perhaps this truly was a taste of freedom. Or a sick joke by the ones that had brainwashed him time and time again.[break][break]
Nonetheless, Giovanni decided that he would treat this ordeal, this "tutorial" as his first steps to freedom, even if it was a façade. Though that would mean not dying as the menu prompt had stated was possible.[break][break]
The mere thought of death rarely fazed him, in fact, there were some days that he actually longed for it, and it took everything in him to fight against that urge, clinging tightly to his dream of freedom like a child did its mother. As he and Chiyo boarded the motorcycle and she asked for advice as drawn out as her story was Giovanni listened intently. Although his mind was elsewhere simply on the matter of how he could explain in simple terms, how to ride a motorcycle to a teenage girl.[break][break]
He winced as she butchered the names of popular motorcycle brands and took off slowly, "just follow what I do, if you can..." Giovanni said trailing off, looking over the lithe girl with an inquisitive glance from his honey-colored eyes.[break][break]
Giovanni could hear the roar of the machine's engine, a look of glee spread across his face and he found himself wondering just how this machine worked, where it came from, and how he could better utilize it. He tilted his body to the side slightly letting him drift lazily toward the right, then he repeated the process in the other direction this time drifting toward the right closer toward Chiyo. "Amazing!" He said, with a large smile on his face, which probably couldn't be seen too well through the tinted glass of the cycle. [break][break]
Though he didn't mind much, in fact, he liked this better, he found that his words traveled, far easier than they should've at the speed he was moving at. There was nothing too interesting about the bike besides its shape and appearance, but what he found the most intriguing was just how smooth the vehicle felt, he had never ridden one a bike this comfortable, one that moved this smoothly, that had such high wind resistance, from the way he drifted, he was sure that this thing could turn on a dime with pristine precision if he needed it too. [break][break]
Giovanni looked back slowly hoping the girl could keep up, but to his surprise, she passed him! Perhaps it was pride or even ego but Giovanni wasn't one to be outdone. Pulling the clutch lever in fully, Giovanni laid on his throttle to reach his desired speed, released it, and engaged the second gear. After catching up to the girl he'd scream, "lay off your throttle, relax your hands, and press your breaks down slightly, SLIGHTLY until you get to a speed you find comfortable, it'll all come with practice. Now's as good as ever." He commanded. [break][break]
He'd stay at the same speed as the girl, hoping to help her as best he could, he figured he'd probably have all day to do so, as the drive thus far seemed relatively calm. His eyes scanned the mechanical surroundings, that was until he saw it... [break][break]
From the corner of his eyes, Giovanni saw some mechanical-looking beast, something he couldn't quite describe leap from the top of one of the large buildings and roll into a ball before landing behind him, then it took off, so fast he could barely track it, thankfully it clearly had a destination so it was easier to say. Unfortunately, that destination seemed to be him and Chiyo. [break][break]
"There's something coming up behind us be careful!" Giovanni screamed, sparing a glance back only to see the large ball moving toward them faster and faster. [break][break]
"What the fuck is that? Shit! Increase your speed!" He said, moving closer so the girl could mimic his own actions, pushing down further on his throttle. [break][break]
He wasn't sure why he was so keen on helping the girl, perhaps it was because she was the first person he had met in this strange place, maybe it was because that sword that she had pulled out of nowhere was something he found intriguing, maybe it was just because he didn't want to be alone anymore... Though none of that mattered now, what mattered now was surviving. [break][break]
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Post by chiyo on Nov 10, 2022 21:38:19 GMT
Her terrified screams were thankfully just barely masked by the engine’s roar as the motorcycle effortless zipped down the streets. She was working on pure adrenaline. On pure instinct. And her pure instinct was saying that unless this stopped soon, they were going to have to cut the scene in order to allow a wardrobe change. She wasn’t proud of it but facts were facts. If a change in wardrobe was required then that was what was required. So, when she zipped past Mr. Armor face her heart sank even further. The directors were probably looking to get a nice side by side shot and here she was making everything look off. “I am ruining my shot…” The words tumbled out of her quivering lips.
As the man sped up to meet her, he began to yell instructions. The words he was saying might as well have been gibberish. Like he might as well have been speaking Swahili. Throttle, break. This was starting to feel like driver’s ed again and like that was simply not okay. Eventually, by the sheer grace of whatever higher power in the world there was, she figured out how to slow down the motorcycle. Or at least, that was the end result. The initial results was a very hard spin of the breaks that nearly sent the motorcycle tumbling end over end.
“Breathe…just breathe…it is almost like when you set up your streaming channel for the first time. There are going to be some bumps. Just relax.” She quickly muttered to herself. Thankfully for her the big aid that she was getting was the fact that for once in her life she was managing to hold the center of the road. There were no curbs in sight. A complete removal of a mortal enemy that could not go undiscounted.
But life has a funny way of making sure that if you aren’t pissing yourself that it needs to up the difficulty.
Her motorcycle continued to slow down more and more and more as fear turned Chiyo’s knuckles white. The revving engine and the rushing air still made it hard to hear anything but even her air headedness was able to pick up the news that was conveyed to her by Mr. Armor. Something was coming after them.
It had to have been the special effects crew jumping. Maybe this was where the boom mic with a giant green tennis ball appeared and started to chase them. Looking back, nearly dumping the bike on its side in the process, Chiyo was horrified to see that this movie had an insane budget. It had gone out and created an animatronic that was capable of being filmed directly in the movie. It looked so real that her heart froze in that moment and her body refused to move. Her motorcycle only continued to decelerate as it grew closer and closer. Finally, a scream erupted from her throat and her hand once again twisted on the throttle rocketing the bike forward. Front wheel in the air, the motorcycle wobbled as the socialite just continued to scream.
She was just acting, right?
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Aug 20, 2023 21:55:23 GMT
Post by giovanni on Aug 20, 2023 21:55:23 GMT
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It had been a while since Giovanni had ridden a motorcycle. He wasn’t sure if he fully understood how to maneuver it fully on such slick metallic ground. It was unchartered territory and the whole thing reminded him of those old Tron movies that he had seen in passing when he was younger. He had never fully watched it himself but he knew enough of the cult classic from conversation to follow along with what he could see in the promotional posters way back when. In fact, It was almost exactly like that. [break][break]
Even with the strange valley girl behind him on his tail barely able to ride her motorcycle, the new strange environment and motorcycle, getting stuck in his armor and having this new strange one, Giovanni couldn’t help but have a sense of excitement to him. Even if it was just his mind trying to make heads or tails of this new world. He leaned into the bike further to decrease wind friction only as he heard the sound of which seemed to be rumbling like a giant truck, but strangely with just a single wheel at least that’s what I look like as he looked behind him only to see a giant white creature... Wheel? Of some sort coming directly at him and the young girl behind him. Giovanni couldn’t help but wonder why this was happening to him why this was happening to the world and why this strange dramatic girl was in the mix. [break][break]
If this was a simulation why was this girl who thought all of this was just a movie here? Was she a spy maybe? Then again, he thought all of this was just some type of simulation some type of twisted virtual reality game. Perhaps they were both right or wrong. The possibility was certainly there, and the environment definitely seemed a bit too real for comfort, but he could rationalize all that still. After all, technology was advancing every day. In fact, due to his time in the military, it wouldn't even be the first time he had to ask himself; 'This was fake, right? Yeah... Yeah, it had to be.'
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He began to have fun, his body and mind eased into the situation as he began to rationalize it away into something safe, something that wasn't to be feared, a simple game. At least not until he felt the shaking and the rumbling of the ground, and a pillar shot up in front of him with very little warning, very little noise, and only a blinking square that flashed a noctilucent blue tent. Committing the indicator to memory he leaned his body and shifted right, but only barely it was just enough to keep his body from smashing into it, his bike from crumbling, and him from dying. Instead, it left a small scrape on the back of his pinky. It was nothing serious, nothing too damaging or even painful, but there was pain, which was enough to let him know. This is more than just a game. This was real unless it wasn’t. Unless It was just some other experiment some other new military technology?
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To be truly free
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Homosexual
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Aug 20, 2023 21:57:01 GMT
Post by giovanni on Aug 20, 2023 21:57:01 GMT
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His mind tried desperately to continue to rationalize what was going on, but the more he tried the more it seemed to slip away from him. He took a deep breath, pressing down faster on the gear that helped the motorcycle move better through unstable terrain. Then he pressed on the gas and accelerated moving faster until he got within what would seem to be a large city, mechanical in nature. However, as he looked behind, he could see he was not alone on this journey for the large silver wheel that was behind him, was increasing in pace getting ever closer.
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Once he got closer the ground seems to have some type of traffic markings almost neon lines that were different colors from the rest of the environment. These lines were holographic in nature floating slightly off the ground, red and the shape of an arrow pointing to an unseen path. Giovanni barely made the turn as the light came up designating a turn pretty fast. He considered himself lucky as with a slide and lean of his body he was able to make it. The girl behind him was not and simply continued forward down the street, onto the sidewalk and then Giovanni heard some screeching. He wasn't sure what happened to her, but considering the giant wheel behind him made the turn and was still following him maybe it was for the better.
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Giovanni figured having the girl go her own way for a while was better, perhaps safer. This way he attracted to monsters' attention, after all, he was more experienced on the bike, and she was a fairly new very strange, and inexperienced driver. It would be best to let her get her bearings on her own, and perhaps follow the road on her own, he figured if he could somehow get rid of the monster she would eventually pop back up. At least that’s the way he rationalizes it but in such a place it was just a stranger, he gave no long-term attachments to them, and he had no true expectations either. As such he gave no true care to that person. He felt no love lost, in the past, he'd rationalize like such all the time. Not everyone made it, not everyone could always make it. People died and it was a part of life. That's what his mind told him, but even so, he couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance at not being able to help her more. Not because he cared, but because he had he felt that if he knew more he could help her to string her along as a potential asset. After all, what if a team challenge or something appeared?
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Giovanni figured it was simply best for him to keep moving after he had a simple task. He knew where to go and what he had to do all that was left was to follow it. Giovanni continued moving ever increasing the speed of the bike, but with a bit of caution, and that’s primarily because every few minutes it seem like one of those blue boxes outlines would appear on the ground somewhere directly in front of him before jutting directly up into the form of a square pillar, but thanks to earlier Giovanni recognized the indicator that was after what seems to be three blinks those blue lights, then bam into the sky they went, well more like 15 feet.
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This whole thing was starting to seem more like an obstacle course. Maybe crazy race track was more fitting, Giovanni hoped this would keep the creature from gaining on him but it didn't seem to do much. In fact, it was child’s play for the wheel-like beast. He couldn't fathom it, he had never seen anything like it in his entire life. He had never known anything like it. All he knew was that it was a monster, and all he could do was run. He had no weapons on him then he remembered he had gotten something, some type of class from earlier. He was still in the armor after all, didn't it have some type of feature? With the thought, the holographic menu popped into his visor. He was almost so enamored by it that he crashed, scanning his eyes left and right the menu began to move according to the direction. He read the information about his class, then he saw his abilities.
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As he hit a sharp few quick sharp turns Giovanni felt the wheels of his vehicle continuously gain more and more traction. Perhaps he was just getting used to it, or maybe it was that the bike adjusted on its own. He couldn't tell but he found he didn't have to lean so drastically anymore. As he hit the next corner he was taken back by the sight, he could see nothing but mangled bodies and destroyed vehicles. Some were crushed some on fire, it looked like a motorcycle graveyard. It looked like a brutal battlefield or rather the aftermath of it, and he had wondered if he had come to this place too late.
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To be truly free
AGE
30
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Homosexual
CLASS
Chimera Soldier
UNSORTED
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Aug 20, 2023 21:58:37 GMT
Post by giovanni on Aug 20, 2023 21:58:37 GMT
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Giovanni scanned the list of information, ignoring the dead bodies around him. Having seen military combat it wasn't the first time he had to ignore the carnage around him to find something to hyper-focus on such things he choose his class information. He noticed that it stated that he could change the type of his armor and that he could absorb the DNA of creatures and in doing so damage them. He found that not only interesting but extremely useful, his mind flashed back to when he was first given those class options and though he was upset at not picking Maverick, he was confident and happy with his choice of Chimera Soldier. Giovanni's eyes narrowed at the marvel that was his slick black suit, he felt it seemed more like a stealth suit than anything, as he peered closer at it he could see the small waves of nanobots shifting on its surface like a wave of black.
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One thing he noticed about the armor was that it wasn't heavy. If anything it felt like a second skin it was so light he couldn’t believe he didn’t notice before. No, perhaps that’s why he didn’t notice, his mind didn’t even register it as crazy with the way everything was. He let out a deep sigh, silently chastising himself as he did. It felt more like he was in a wetsuit which was pretty neat, but he didn’t have time to think about that. When he looked up he could see a screen of blue light floating from the sky, like rain trapped between two glass planes, it coated the area in front of him coming down at a speed that told him, he needed to speed up.
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Once it was done it looked like some form of weird firewall, he wasn't sure he'd make it at first, and as he got closer he realized that it was going to be a tight squeeze and would require some quick maneuvering, weight, and precision. He willed the ability of his core to activate, and the suit became a dull brown in color, stony almost with scales, and small horns dotting his features. It was odd seeing himself in the shiny reflection of the ground's metallic surface, but it was exhilarating, then he felt the weight set in, the suit was heavier for sure, sturdier too. He noticed the wheel move closer, as he weaved around the slew of fallen bikers, the voice of a young girl screaming behind him. Somehow someway she had made it back, she grabbed a piece of her jewelry tossing it only for it to change into a large broadsword. It clattered to the ground landing on a pile of bodies and vehicles, she used her blade as a ramp to launch herself and her bike before the blade dissipated into pixels.
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She was launched far enough that she entered the area beyond the blue screen, before crashing down hard on the ground but the leap gave her a significant edge in the bike race. Allowing her to move just beside Giovanni flanking the large wheel creature. "I like totally think I've gotten the hang of this when you don't care what you hit, like, it's so easy anyone can do it!" She shouted laughing with glee. Giovanni didn't know how she caught up but he chose not to dwell on it, instead letting out a bellowing laugh which startled the girl. Or perhaps it was his appearance that had.
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He reached out willing his ability to activate on the wheel creature as it moved to slam into him. "Stoney Touch activated," "DNA Rip Activated..." were two things he heard go off in his mind with a little chime. He watched as the wheel creature seemed to go through what seemed like shock as he could pull his hand both simultaneously letting something go but absorbing something as well before it was slapped away from the force of the giant wheel creature's spin. He felt pain in his hand as he heard the snapping of a few of his fingers, he yelped in pain as he was sure a few of his fingers were dislocated and his wrist strained.
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He was coming up on the blue wall now, it was almost close to the ground, and he wasn't sure how but she summoned a bow from a piece of jewelry. Her bike wobbled and she yelled "Grab my handlebars please" Giovanni steered his offer and did as she asked keeping her bike steady she drew back the bike and fired screaming "Whirlwind strike!" a whirlwind blasted forward nearly yanking Giovanni off his own bike as he let go, the girl Chiyo squeezed her thighs to her bike and he watched as she jutted forward in a wheelie barely grabbing her handlebars. She flew forward, the bike moving as well, Giovanni almost got caught up in what as he looked back could see was a tornado of air that she had used to temporarily launch her forward. She passed through the blue screen barely missing her top wheel from the wheel. Her bike came down with her barely maintaining control but she had made it through.
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To be truly free
AGE
30
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Homosexual
CLASS
Chimera Soldier
UNSORTED
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Aug 20, 2023 21:59:19 GMT
Post by giovanni on Aug 20, 2023 21:59:19 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] Giovanni was falling behind now not sure if he'd make it underneath the wall, from what he could see he was going to have to cut it close. His stone armor still up he quickly turned his bike, leaning as far down to the ground as he could placing his armor-covered hand on the ground for leverage and stability as he slid, he could just make out the blue pixels from the wall right atop his helmets visor.[break][break] His breath held steady in his lungs, then he felt himself bringing his hand back to him just as the blue screen came down touching the tips of the armored gloved hand only to feel that it had eaten away at the tips of the armored gloves like acid, it began repairing itself soo after which felt odd, like thousands of small mites moving along his fingers. [break][break] As he righted himself taking a minute to stand his bike back up and keep moving he could see that beyond the barrier they were out of the city, but also that the screen seemed to be about the dissipate, perhaps it was a speed obstacle, but from what he could see the wheeled beast and many others like it were starting to appear on the road. He decided he wouldn't stand around and watch to see what happens instead choosing to follow the neon lights directing the path and the distant light of Chiyo's bikes ahead toward big neon lights that read "finish line" as he looked left the right while riding he could see he was no longer in the cyber city.[break][break] Eventually, he made it to the finish line and after he did, he saw Chiyo cheering with joy atop her bike. He smiled having made it through wondering what was next, but also curious of what ordeal the young girl went through to catch up. Nevertheless, Giovanni was glad to still be alive and to have tested out this new "class" of his. " I wonder what happens next," he said atop his tron motorcycle, laughing at the top of his lungs only for everything to go white just like when he had first been transported here, with the words "Tutorial Complete!" echoing throughout his mind. Tutorial Complete
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