That's great. Guessing by the time you message me, you'll probably be online at about the same time as Willi, another member. I'll let people know...
OOC: Me too. BIC: "That's not exactly what I meant," Scourge muttered, before turning and walking back into the castle to prepare for the Ultimate Organization's arrival. OOC: Fortunately the UO has a bit more stuff to do. Anyway, see ya Nulix, Pirate.
Scourge frowned. "We'll compromise. You'll accept the Ultimate Organization in my place, and I'll give you all of my men. They need homes and I can't provide them. You can use them in your army. You'll find them more than adequately trained. Does this sound agreeable?" OOC: In case that didn't make sense, Scourge is saying you can use the Ultimate Organization in the interview to end the war.
Scourge laughed. "You mistake the situation. I don't control anything but Osidia. I never did. Those worlds are all on their own; they ask me for counsel every once in a while. That's all, Hairis. If you want those worlds, talk to them yourself."
"With any luck, you won't have to," Scourge said. "Just see what you can do." OOC: The Brotherhood, of course. Scourge is only telling half of it.
Scourge nodded, not even bothering to read the document before signing. "You do understand, I won't be here much longer," Scourge said, walking out of the room and shutting the door behind them. "You'll have a week at most before whatever I agreed to on that paper is terminated. I'm a dead man, Hairis Skinnar. Don't join me." With that, Scourge walked with Skinnar back to the UPA agents, and said, "I have a ship prepared outside for when you are ready to leave."
Scourge smiled. "That's what I'm hoping for. At first, only I were here, but I quickly realized that even if I lived forever, it would not fix this problem. So I gathered members of the Brotherhood, hoping that they would find a key to solving the chaos." He shook his head. "But before they could unravel the mystery, the chaos began spreading even more rapidly. It took all of our efforts to push it back this far. Then the Ultimate Organization arrived in the dark worlds, and things got messy." His eyes bored into Skinnar. "I am hoping with the UPA's extensive technology and personnel you will figure out a way to rid us of this sea of chaos. Can you promise me that?"
Scourge opened the door, and stepped through. Inside there it was. Raw chaos spurted against the the walls of the chamber, eating away at it. Pinpoints of light shredded into the chaos, in a constant battle of light vs. dark. The chaos roiled and roared, the noise nearly obliterating everything, yet when Scourge spoke he was heard perfectly clearly. Visions of destruction and promises of evil rippled in the mass, and in the midst of it all, the worlds swallowed in chaos. "It's spread," Scourge muttered, holding out his hands. The light strengthened and pushed back the chaos. Scourge gritted his teeth as sweat streaked down his face. "Humph." Relaxing as the chaos receded, Scourge turned to Skinnar. "A sea of chaos...but more than that. It represents an intrusion from another universe. It represents the infection of an entity so powerful as to dwarf even me." Scourge shook his head. "Without my constant efforts, the chaos would overrun Osidia, and swallow the dark side of the worlds within a day. Within a week, it would have destroyed Kingdom Hearts and obliterated the light worlds. So what do you think Skinnar?"
Scourge smiled slightly. "Well, he does have a...blinding effect on others." Helping Skinnar up, Scourge began walking. He led the way down deep into the castle, to a long hallway, that led to a single door. "This is it," Scourge said, walking up to the door. "The reason the Brotherhood exists."
OOC: Thanks Nulix. BIC: Skinnar woke up in a large room, with the rest of the UPA agents around him. Scourge stood before him. "Before the others wake up, there is something I need to show you, Skinnar." Scourge looked stressed, lines creasing around his eyes. "I need your help, but I couldn't let the worlds know about it. I believe you will agree when you see it..." Scourge paused, waiting for Skinnar to answer.
OOC: I think we're going to work it out...(so don't worry Pirate). And I apologize for godmodding. :(
OOC: I just sent a rant PM... *am hitting head on desk* The one thing frustrating about this is how everyone just picks and chooses what to believe in other peoples' posts...I'm including myself, FYI. We need to get back to: If you post it, it's true. The only exceptions should be in battles where if a person punches, you have the option of dodging or taking the blow. *shrugs* I mean, look at what we've degraded to. I post something, Nulix believes half of it, I believe half of that, and pretty soon our characters are invincible and slaughtering each other...It's ridiculous!
OOC: Hmmm, I could edit to say that they fused back on, but I won't...Just read my PM, Nulix, and edit your last post if you want to. I'm really kind of sick of having to do this... Post, dispute, so post that, dispute (it didn't really happen), dispute some more...*sigh* I'll edit in my new post if you edit yours...
OOC: Um, I just noticed but...where did you get the ship from? Wirdikov blew it up...
"One, two, three, four....ah never mind," Wirdikov said, spitting blood and shoving his sword into Skinnar. "Who do you think I am? You think you're tough?" Wirdikov kicked Skinnar off, throwing him 100 feet backwards, the kick only stopped by the momentum of Wirdikov's second thrust, taking Skinnar through the back. "I've been eaten alive," Wirdikov snarled, ripping his blade out and hitting Skinnar sixteen hundred times at once, using his powers over light to bash Skinnar into the ground. Picking him up, Wirdikov held him up. "I've survived six months without food or water, in the middle of a godforsaken desert," Wirdikov snarled, sweeping his blade across Skinnar, cutting a deep gash from his shoulder to hip. "And I've been eviscerated twice," Wirdikov finished, shoving his sword inbetween Skinnar's ribs. "I'm not allowed to kill you," Wirdikov smiled. "But Scourge didn't say how many pieces you had to come in." Ripping out his blade, he scythed his arm quickly, cutting Skinnar's legs and arms off, then stabbing what was left of the body and began carrying it back into the Brotherhood hideout. "And don't worry Skinnar," Wirdikov said. "I'm still being nice." OOC: Before you blow up at me, just let it go through...It's a needed thing for what I'm going to do next...
Wirdikov stood up. "Well, that was fun." As fast as light, right after Skinnar finished his sentence, Wirdikov was right next to him, holding Skinnar's hand which was holding the grenade launcher. His blade dripped as Skinnar's wrist spurted and Wirdikov planted his sword into Skinnar's middle, the point just entering his stomach, easily sliding through the bulletproof armor. "I hope this doesn't put a damper on our relationship," Wirdikov smiled, before gesturing. Everyone but Pharell was suddenly without a head as the blades crossed at their necks sliced. "We can be nice or we can be nasty," Wirdikov said. "Either way, I do hope the Ultimate Organization is watching this." EDIT OOC: Erm, I mean Skinnar too. Skinnar and Pharell are still alive at least.
Which promptly exploded sending Skinnar and his men on their backs. Swords came down around all of their throats. "Don't tell me, I'll just wait," Wirdikov said, idly standing in the middle of the wreckage, blowing out a place where his sleeve had caught fire. "I'm sure you have a backup plan."
Scourge laughed. "Of course, Skinnar. Then I hope the other 84 channels catch what's coming next." He sighed. "It's been fun gentleman, but I'm going to have to say this is over." He walked away, his footsteps receding into the distance. But coming forward were other footsteps...In a few moments, armored men wearing masks entered the room from all the entrances, each pulling out guns and swords, and a few flamethrowers. "Because," Scourge's voice came floating back, "I hate people who mock me." The guns fired.
OOC: Lol BIC: "That's terrible news," Scourge said. "Because the only thing the people have been seeing is a bunch of static. I've been jamming your signals. My apologies. Now, may we proceed?"
Scourge just stared at Skinnar. Finally, he stood. "Come with me," he said shortly. "Leave your cameras behind." He walked out of the room.
