Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[hops]

The Agent would slap her across the face, but his whole body ached. Of all time for his ties with the gods to wear out...

He uttered a human-like groan, except more drone-like, and became limp.

[Spinal_Taper]

Tyrion switches angles, aiming at Kwys leg. He slowly walks over to them. His rifles sights bounce in between The Agent and Kwy.

[SomeStupidGuy]

"Kwyk, please avoid unnecessary murder. I assure you if it comes to it I will fight you over this."

[Jellycat12]

A pink cloud appears above Nayarus head and starts bobbing up and down slowly.

((G'night!))

[Vorthon]

She snarls, tossing the Agent at a nearby wall, before stalking off into the jungle.

((G'night, as well.))

[Spinal_Taper]

She snarls, tossing the Agent at a nearby wall, before stalking off into the jungle.

((G'night, as well.))

"We'll have to go get here later. For now..."
Tyrion takes a swig of Barths cure, then approaches the agent.
"Who are you?"

[SomeStupidGuy]

"One thing I will say, for a faceless monster thing, he's pretty nicely dressed."

[hops]

((I guess I'll have to speed up Slendy's transformation because it's pretty hard not being able to talk))

"The Earthlings called me "Zalathutuar", it's some kind of Ancient Arabian or something." a young boy's voice seemed to come from all direction, only associated with the Agent because no one has that voice. "The Higher Ones probably foreseen my mind resurfacing, that's probably even their plan..."

"And I don't know what their plan is anymore"

[Caellath]

Bartholomew sighs as he watches the scene. No matter where he was, people still died due to stubborness and lack of willingness to talk. He sits inside the hive - back against the wall - before taking out the blanket he hadn't given to Bryan, using it to support his back on and rest.

"I wonder if if the same differences that keep us apart in some cases are also the same that make life better in other scenarios...Probably not, but well."

[Spinal_Taper]

((I guess I'll have to speed up Slendy's transformation because it's pretty hard not being able to talk))

"The Earthlings called me "Zalathutuar", it's some kind of Ancient Arabian or something." a young boy's voice seemed to come from all direction, only associated with the Agent because no one has that voice. "The Higher Ones probably foreseen my mind resurfacing, that's probably even their plan..."

"And I don't know what their plan is anymore"

Tyrion continues watching, but he seems unsteady on his feet.
"So then, Zalathutuar-or can I just call you Zal for short?

So then, Zal, what were you doing following us?"

[hops]

"I-i-i-i can't remember. Though whatever I was instructed to do was probably a trick." at this point someone might notice that the Agent is unconscious, and the child's voice is trying to use this moment to resurface.

[Cassandra]

Bartholomew sighs as he watches the scene. No matter where he was, people still died due to stubborness and lack of willingness to talk. He sits inside the hive - back against the wall - before taking out the blanket he hadn't given to Bryan, using it to support his back on and rest.

"I wonder if if the same differences that keep us apart in some cases are also the same that make life better in other scenarios...Probably not, but well."

She nuzzles his neck quietly, leaning against him.

"I think differencessss are wonderful.."

[Spinal_Taper]

"I-i-i-i can't remember. Though whatever I was instructed to do was probably a trick." at this point someone might notice that the Agent is unconscious, and the child's voice is trying to use this moment to resurface.

Tyrion nods.
"Alright. I'll take you back to our base, at least until we figure know what to do with you."
He beckons for Diaena to follow them back.

[SomeStupidGuy]

James heads inside and sits down on one of the sofas in an attempt to relax.

[Cassandra]

She nods, drifting after them.