Secure the Dimension!

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- LastNarnian: \*You awaken from your deep sleep. It's the middle of the night, but you can tell.... Something is wrong. You can feel it in your core, but you're not certain what is. You get out of bed in your anxiety.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I stretch and look around my room as I glance at the crude alarm clock I created with the line system in a rush a while ago\*

- LastNarnian: \*It says two in the morning.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go to the window and look out\* **(At Equestria)**

- LastNarnian: \*It's dark, and quiet. No one is awake, no one at all.\*

**(Fix method of transport to Facility)**

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, everything blinked around you. For a second, you were in the facility, then you were not. You blinked, sure that it was sleep.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you're there again. You pause. What was happening? You go to the bathroom, and attempt to go wash your face. To rub some sleep out of your eyes.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you were in the conference room of your facility, and you stayed there.\*

- LastNarnian: \*On the table, you found your associates looking at you intently. One stood up.\* **(Specify who)**

- LastNarnian: I apologize for calling you at this late hour, Mr. DigiChip, but we have encountered a major problem, and it involves you. Might we discuss this as a committee?

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh \*I clear my through from the sleepy gruff voice\* Sure? What is it?

- LastNarnian: We have had a breach in one of the danger dimensions.

- Teyr-Toruk: A breach?

- Teyr-Toruk: So basicly an unauthorized teleportation?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I clear my throat again\*

- LastNarnian: It's a bit worse than that, I'm afraid.

- LastNarnian: There are some dimensions that have been sectioned off, and locked to preserve it.

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes

- LastNarnian: You yourself invented the way to lock dimensions, I believe. \*He nods to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Not really invented. Just made a manual way to do it. but yes.

- Teyr-Toruk: So someone broke a lock on one of your preserved dimensions

- LastNarnian: It's worse than even that.

- LastNarnian: Do you know what we have designated as 'The Na'vi Dimensions?'

- Teyr-Toruk: I must have missed that meeting

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I take an interest to this which wakes me up\* What have you designated as the "Na'vi" dimentions?

- LastNarnian: These are all of the dimensions that Na'vi was attached too. We've locked them to prevent him from destroying them.

- LastNarnian: \*A woman spoke up.\*

- LastNarnian: George! **(Change to proper council member, both target and speaker)**

- LastNarnian: \*The man speaking suddenly seemed flustered.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, what I mean to say is, we've heard rumors that he's gone renagade thanks to the Neuteral party. We protected these dimensions so that he would be unable to enter, thus unable to balance/destroy it.

- LastNarnian: If he did go renagade, that is. \*He hastily added.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: You know of the neutral party? **(Fix to fit modern council)**

- LastNarnian: We have our sources.

- Teyr-Toruk: Do you have any essential information that you think I should know of?

- Teyr-Toruk: Regarding the neutral party

- LastNarnian: None. \*He shook his head.\*

- LastNarnian: Nothing that you probably don't already know.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright. To my knowledge Na'vi has yet to go renagade. There have been threats that he has but those are more than likely bluffs and/or threats in and of themselves.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go to say something but think it over for a moment and hold it back\* Now locking these dimentions I cannot say is the greatest idea this group has had. As this may be taken as a threat by them and those dimentions that would normally be passed over could be targeted more.

- Teyr-Toruk: I shall not pursue this though. We need to focus at the apparent important task.

- Teyr-Toruk: So there has been a breach in a locked dimention that I am supposing is one of Na'vi's related dimentions

- Teyr-Toruk: What else?

- LastNarnian: We have no idea who the culprit is, but it appears that we can't slam the door on him.

- LastNarnian: For some reason, the dimension is being jammed.

- Teyr-Toruk: Jammed as in inoperable radio signal or stuffed with mass?

- LastNarnian: We don't know. All we know is that our attempts have been frustrated somehow.

- Teyr-Toruk: So there is an intruder with his foot in the door. Does he have a knife in his hand?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*After a moment of silence I say to explain what I mean\* Metephoricly.

- LastNarnian: We don't know. All we know is that he is holding the door wide open, and eventually the nuteral party /If it already hasn't/ Will put an agent inside and destroy the dimension.

- Teyr-Toruk: Can we enter the dimention? There is a jammer to prevent closing but a door once opened can be traveled through either way. **(Seriously? )**

- LastNarnian: That is why we have brought you here.

- LastNarnian: You have had the most experience on the field. Through accident, or whatever, you've gone through mishap after mishap. We don't know if this breach is friend or foe. For all we know, it could be someone who's intent is to trap the nuteral party and kill it from within. We need to be careful. Will you be our ambassador?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes. What is your plan for injection? Sole interogation or teamed countermesure?

- LastNarnian: Solo interogation. A group might make the unknown character feel threatened.

- Teyr-Toruk: What I was thinking...

- Teyr-Toruk: Do you have a DDIS I can use? **(A what?)**

- LastNarnian: I'm afraid we don't have one, and don't have time to create/find one. We'll have to beam you in straight away.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright. So for review. What is my overal goal?

- LastNarnian: Find out who is opening this, close it as fast as possible, and keep the Neuteral party from entering.

- LastNarnian: You are our amassador. We don't know if this is a party finally acting, or a renegade scientist.

- LastNarnian: Be careful not to make any enemies.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Am I to lock the dimention when I am finished? If you know how that is done then you know I could use some resources to simplify the process.

- LastNarnian: Yes. Lock the dimension good and tight.

- LastNarnian: \*The woman stood up.\* **(Specify)**

- LastNarnian: Are you prepared to leave now?

- Teyr-Toruk: Other than the resources to lock the dimention. Yes.

- Teyr-Toruk: And other nessisary resources for survival \*I look at my back, which lacks the familiar saddlebags\*

- LastNarnian: We've already prepared that.

- LastNarnian: \*Another one of the board stands up. He walks to you. In his hands are the familiar saddlebags that you so often carried. He puts it on your back, and your surprised at exactly how heavy it is. It's not too heavy, but as you were expecting it to be empty....\*

- LastNarnian: Inside this bag are a couple things we thought would be handy. Food, water, liquid magic, and other resources for odd-jobs. What do you need to lock a dimension?

- Teyr-Toruk: Anything that can cause a non-dimentionally lethal paradox. **(Make sense of this)**

- Teyr-Toruk: I can even just use a machine and tell it a paradox and let it mull it over. However the lock is very weak if I only use that.

- Teyr-Toruk: For something proper it needs to involve the laws of physics

- LastNarnian: Like...? \*Danny seems confused.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, the most useful could be one of your SCPs

- LastNarnian: Which one?

- Teyr-Toruk: One of the newest you have obtained It reacts physicly to truths or lies?

- LastNarnian: \*He pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He nods.\*

- LastNarnian: We give you permission to take it with you.

- Teyr-Toruk: Thank you.

- Teyr-Toruk: Be sure it has a mobile containment method

- LastNarnian: \*He looks puts his finger on a device.\*

- LastNarnian: Bring in SCP 2215.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*While he is doing such I quickly glance in my saddlebag\*

- LastNarnian: \*Inside your bag you find several packages of dried foods. Dried fruits, dried grass, and other things an equine like yourself might eat. Of water there was surprisingly little, (As water is a rather heavy resource) But you didn't mind. Each world had their essentials, dirt, water, matter, and the others. You'd find water eventually. There was rope coiled tightly, a radio, a pocket knife, and a taser.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: ETA for the SCP? \*I say looking back up\*

- LastNarnian: Ten seconds.

- LastNarnian: \*A machine drops out of a hole of the ceiling. On a white tray SCP-2215 sat. The black rock's viens glowed white.\* **(Modify to fit the facilities' design)**

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright. Anything else I should know before you 'port me out? \*I head over to the tray\*

- LastNarnian: None.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look at the stone, to be sure\*

- LastNarnian: \*The stone is completely normal.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alrighty then. Any special containment for this thing? \*I gesture to the stone\*

- LastNarnian: It's completely inanimate. However, as it remains untested, I would recommend being careful with it.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I take in and get it in my saddlebag\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I'd say I'm good to go then.

- LastNarnian: \*They all click a button.\*

- LastNarnian: Beaming in ten. **(Again, make to fit the facilities' methods)**

- LastNarnian: nine.

- LastNarnian: eight.

- LastNarnian: seven.

- LastNarnian: six.

- LastNarnian: five.

- LastNarnian: four.

- LastNarnian: three.

- LastNarnian: two.

- LastNarnian: one.

- LastNarnian: \*Everything suddenly changes for a split second. You see a dark cave-like surroundings. It turns back, and then fades back in. Finally, everything changes pernamently and you find yourself in a dark cave.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I tap my /now covered/ hoof against the ground and a green, glowing line draws about a foot out and stops\* **(why is it covered?)**

- LastNarnian: \*Everything is silent except for a water drop.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*The line glows brighter and lights up the environment

- LastNarnian: \*Rocks, rocks everywhere. It seems that this is a place where civiliation hasn't touched. You recognize several types of rocks as you look around. Well, that knocks out Pandora.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Well this is an interesting location

- LastNarnian: \*Your echo comes to meet you. It came from the left. Wait, was that a draft? It was coming from a path in front of you....\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I wakl towards the draft\*

- LastNarnian: \*You begin walking towards it. A light in the distance comes up to meet you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I continue on\*

- LastNarnian: \*You begin a light trot. Suddenly, your hoof meets a stone. You trip, and you begin spinning. You quickly get up, but not without dropping the SCP-2215.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I send I line out too see if I can see the SCP\*

- LastNarnian: \*You find it quite fast. It lies on the floor in front of you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I pick it back up\*

- LastNarnian: \*As you pick it back up, it glows faintly. You put it in your backpack.\*

- LastNarnian: \*You continue on, and you find the light growing brighter. You continue to walk, and though it took you a while, you finally arrived at the cave exit. What you found there amazed you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*A wonderous landscape rose to meet you. A forest lay there in complete serenity, but nearby a gigantic machine stood. However, this didn't seem out of place. Oddly enough, it matched the forest around it and almost seemed like it belonged there. No toxic chemicals came from the machine, and you were astounded that machinary could move harmoniously with nature. Nearby, a mountain put the machine into perspective, but still you admired the craftsmanship. If only you had time to discover who created this, and how......\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I wistle\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I start towards the machine, thinking that for population there would be no better place\*

- LastNarnian: \*As you walk, You feel a sudden tremour.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Woahaho

- LastNarnian: \*The tremor stops.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: What was that

- LastNarnian: \*The tremor starts again.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Unbalanced earth core? **(Really?)**

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look over to the machine\* Or that thing?

- LastNarnian: \*Another tremor.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The tremors stop.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I hurry my travel, however am sure to be more careful\*

- LastNarnian: \*As the journey isn't far, you begin to approach the machine. The beauty of it still amazes you. As you come closer, you look up to the top. It seems to be a factory of some sorts. There's a mechanical arm on the top of it, and it's completely dead. There's another tremor, and the machine jumps to life. The arm moves, and reaches down into a hole. It seems that the machine eminates a soft hum.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: So it is  the machine... **(Making the noise)**

- LastNarnian: \*The arm comes up, and a large rock comes out. It moves, and puts it drops it on a building next to it. The building opens, and the rock dissapears. The machine hums and whirrs, and then turns back to the hole. It reaches down.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: So what is the purpose? Mining? \*I continue to walk around it\*

- LastNarnian: \*It just continues plodding along.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you hear an earsplitting crack. It sounded like it was in the distance, but still it made you jump. It sounded like the breaking of wood....\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Whah the?!

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look around\*

- LastNarnian: \*As you look, you find a machine in the distance. Unlike this one, it wasn't as big, nor as natural, but it was certainly interesting. Only the upper half was visible from above the treetops, but the machine appeared to be human. It reminded you of a movie called "Iron Giant". It was colored blue and yellow, and it certainly didn't appear friendly. It cut it's path, breaking apart trees in the way.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The machine behind you buzzes. The machine ahead of you continues on for ten or so paces forward. It stops. A cannon on it's right arm clicks, and a glowing orb begins to glow. A beam shoots out at it, and the beam hits the floor. You can't see what happens, as you are so far. But it makes a hum also, and is matches the one the machine makes.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: This looks all too familiar...

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Digi thinking there is nothing more he could do here, other than get doused in lose dirt. looks around for a less intimidating structure or direction to go in other than the huge humanoid machine\*

- LastNarnian: \*Yo walks towards it. The walk was slow, and before you got there you find something intresting. There was something that was rising to the ground.... And the beam of light was being used to build it up somehow.... You made a mental note to figure out how it worked.\*

- LastNarnian: \*You finally approach it close enough to speak. The building becomes higher, and it seems to be built by itself. Outstanding.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: H-Hello?

- LastNarnian: \*The machine doesn't respond.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: HallOOOOoooo?

- LastNarnian: \*The machine suddenly stops. It begins to turn. It looks to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*supprised, I take a moment then wave\*

- LastNarnian: \*It pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: Identify.

- LastNarnian: \*The voice perfectly human. It sounded odd coming from a robot.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh

- LastNarnian: Identify.

- Teyr-Toruk: Digichip?

- LastNarnian: \*The robot was silent.\*

- LastNarnian: Species.

- Teyr-Toruk: Erm, Equine.

- LastNarnian: Planet.

- Teyr-Toruk: Equestria ring a bell to you by any chance?

- LastNarnian: \*Silence.\*

- LastNarnian: No.

- LastNarnian: Is this the planet we stand on?

- Teyr-Toruk: I don't believe so.

- LastNarnian: \*Silence.\*

- LastNarnian: Friend or foe.

- Teyr-Toruk: Friend

- LastNarnian: \*Pause.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The machine suddenly changed. The chest cavity opened, and you found a man in a uniform. He had brown hair, and lines showing slight age. It was short, but not too short. He appeared to be roughly 30. His blue eyes stared down at you curiously. He descended via stairs.\*

- LastNarnian: What are you?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, an equine. However there is a bit more background. Complicated background

- LastNarnian: \*He looked at you.\*

- LastNarnian: Yea, I've noticed that it's never simple.

- Teyr-Toruk: Never is

- LastNarnian: \*He pressed a button on his wrist.\*

- LastNarnian: Coleman, we've found a new species.

- LastNarnian: \*A voice popped back.\*

- LastNarnian: Yea, I noticed. Sentient?

- LastNarnian: Yes. Also capable of speech.

- LastNarnian: I'll check it out.

- LastNarnian: \*He let it go.\*

- LastNarnian: Are there more like you?

- Teyr-Toruk: Not here

- LastNarnian: \*He pauses, but shakes his head.\*

- LastNarnian: Would you be willing to come with me?

- Teyr-Toruk: Where to?

- LastNarnian: The base on this planet.

- Teyr-Toruk: First could I get an introduction? Not to be rude but I would like to know my host.

- LastNarnian: \*He nods.\*

- LastNarnian: Heh, yea, sorry. It's been a while since we've seen a new species. I was a bit caught up in the moment. Know you're allies, right? I'm Commander Dominic Maddox.

- Teyr-Toruk: Nice to meet you. Commander of?

- LastNarnian: The United Earth Federation.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- Teyr-Toruk: So you represent earth?

- LastNarnian: I don't believe I have that kind of authority. \*He chuckles.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Does the federation as a whole?

- LastNarnian: Yes, that it does.

- LastNarnian: We're the protectors of earth.

- LastNarnian: Or, the protectors from earth.

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh-huh.

- Teyr-Toruk: So there is something to protect earth from?

- LastNarnian: There are more then Humans out there. You probably know that.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- LastNarnian: There are entire armies of creatures that are like me, but not quite. Their not nearly as handsome either.

- LastNarnian: We occasionally find ourselves at odds with these 'humaniods', and that's when we need to defend ourselves, as these creatures hold technology that match our own.

- Teyr-Toruk: Mkay

- LastNarnian: That's roughly it. By the way, how did you learn english?

- Teyr-Toruk: uh, Universal Language? **(?)**

- LastNarnian: Fair point.

- LastNarnian: Will you occompany me to the base? We'd like to learn more about your species if you don't mind.

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, you can learn however I won't do anything outside of a conversation.

- LastNarnian: That's fine by me.

- LastNarnian: \*He turned around and re-entered his machine.\*

- LastNarnian: Hope you don't mind me traveling in the external armor. We're currently at war, and it wouldn't do to be unprepared.

- Teyr-Toruk: That is ok. Am I to walk?

- LastNarnian: If you'd prefer it, then yes. I can also carry you if it helps.

- Teyr-Toruk: Carry?

- LastNarnian: I've got a free arm.

- LastNarnian: \*The Armor closed and the Left arm raised comically.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- Teyr-Toruk: Well I doubt I could keep up with you

- LastNarnian: \*The knees bent. The gigantic hand touched the floor.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*under my breath\* I can't beleive I'm trusting a human to innocently take me to a base and only test a new species with conversation. **(Wow. Real specific)**

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I get onto the hand\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I'm far too trusting

- LastNarnian: Yep, way too trusting. However, you're putting your trust in the right person. I can promise that I won't let them do anything.... undecent, to you.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I laugh, as I now know he heard me\* Well how cliche can I expect you to be? Disection isn't out of the question

- LastNarnian: Not while I'm around, DigiChip.

- Teyr-Toruk: Good to hear

- LastNarnian: \*He rose, and began to walk. It was smooth, but each step took you a wide arch. You couldn't help but grinned. this is pretty cool....\*

- LastNarnian: It's only fair if we swap information. Do you have any questions on humans that you would like to know?

- Teyr-Toruk: In your opinion is the Earth and humanity in a good state?

- Teyr-Toruk: Is the government 'fair'?

- LastNarnian: I would say so. However, being grown up in this government, That's what I'd say naturally.

- Teyr-Toruk: So there is no obvious coruption?

- LastNarnian: None that I can see.

- LastNarnian: Though we did have trouble recently, but that's settled.

- Teyr-Toruk: That is good

- LastNarnian: Yes, it is....

- Teyr-Toruk: How large is this establishment? And why this planet?

- LastNarnian: This establishment is large in comparision to something like the mass extractor, but not too big. It's been an old research center, and we're currently reclaiming it from the dust.

- Teyr-Toruk: Mmmhmm

- Teyr-Toruk: And from what you've said this doesn't appear to be earth. So why are you here?

- LastNarnian: Again, we're here to bring up an old base. We have reason to believe that these specific research facilities have files that might be important to our future benefit.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- Teyr-Toruk: One last question. What was that you were building back there?

- LastNarnian: Hm? Oh, I was building an electricity generator. You do know what that might be, right? Electricity?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes, I do.

- Teyr-Toruk: Quite well infact.

- LastNarnian: Well, that's good. I'll have to explain less things with the 'It's magic' card.

- Teyr-Toruk: Hah

- LastNarnian: \*You see a large building in the distance.\*

- LastNarnian: There it is. Huh, their ahead of schedule.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look at the building in  the distance\* Ahead of schedule? How can you tell such from this distance

- LastNarnian: It's bigger then it should be. Well, that's our base. By protocol, I'm required to tell you that telling anybody about this site is strictly considered treachory, and will be treated accordingly.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- LastNarnian: I apologize for the unfriendly message, but Coleman's screaming in my ear about that.

- Teyr-Toruk: It's understandable

- LastNarnian: \*You approach it. The building becomes rapidly bigger.\*

- LastNarnian: Anything else you wish to know?

- Teyr-Toruk: I think I'm good for now.

- LastNarnian: That's good, because these scientists are a curious lot. Their going to ask you so many questions that your brain will hurt.

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh boy....Documentation on a creature they are never going to even see again.

- Teyr-Toruk: /Hah, be funny if I manage to get put down as a legend or a myth/

- Teyr-Toruk: So am I going to just be handed over to a group of lab coats or do I get to chat with someone more interesting?

- LastNarnian: Well, you may be able to talk to Coleman, but that's all I can think of who might be intresting besides myself.

- LastNarnian: \*You arrive at the building. It's larger than the one you had seen before, nearly large enough to match the mountain nearby. On the top, you see several Machine-like humans, all building one thing or another.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, we're here.

- LastNarnian: \*The machine walks to a large door. It's bigger than the machine that held you by a long shot.\*

- LastNarnian: Coleman, Open the doors.

- LastNarnian: \*The doors slowly begin to open.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The ACU walks through the doors, exposing a large room inside. Looking around, you see a  front desk type place. The ACU kneels and puts you down.\*

- LastNarnian: You can walk from here. The Elevator isn't fully finished, so we need to take the stairs.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I step off the hand\*

- Teyr-Toruk: OK

- LastNarnian: \*The machine opens again, and the man steps out.\*

- LastNarnian: The stairs are that way. \*He pointed to a traditional door. It seemed pretty normal.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn towards it\* Alright. say; Would you happen to know what..uh, year or star-date it is?

- Teyr-Toruk: Actually nevermind

- Teyr-Toruk: So what's the plan?

- LastNarnian: Learn a bit more of your species, have a crisp talk, and, if you want, we'll send you where you need to go.

- LastNarnian: If you were stranded here for some reason, we'll pull you out.

- LastNarnian: Else, we'll let you walk out freely. I have no intentions of keeping you here. Unless, of course, you're a convict.

- Teyr-Toruk: So that's still a thing? Trying to get convicts. Even in war.

- LastNarnian: Well, if you were stranded here because of some misdeed, I'd rather not let you escape to do more harm. So, yes, it's still a thing.

- Teyr-Toruk: True.

- Teyr-Toruk: So in this war who are you fighting? Specific planets, species, republic?

- LastNarnian: We're trying to silence a would-be nation. They're a terroristic government, and have been causing problems for civilians. The alliance is currently taking care of it, but we're here renewing old tech.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah

- Teyr-Toruk: So it is one verses one? Actually you said something about 'allies'

- LastNarnian: Yes. We are the UEF; a faction from earth. Currently, Cybran is helping, we have heard nothing from the Illuminate faction.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright. If you have that much of a group the enemy must be pretty big.

- LastNarnian: No, they're just rather slippery. It's not particularly all out war. It's just us trying to pin-point them, and take them out. They're making a whole lot of trouble, though.

- Teyr-Toruk: I see....

- LastNarnian: \*You go up one more flight of stairs and you find a door waiting for you.\*

- LastNarnian: This is the floor.

- LastNarnian: \*He walks towards the door and injects a key card. The door opens, and inside you see a huge room. It was larger then a football field, however most of it was covered in machines of some sorts or another. There were a bunch of men typing away at computers. One looked up to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Hey, Dominic!

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nodded.\*

- LastNarnian: Hello, Robert.

- LastNarnian: This is the new species I found while building the radar. **(CONTINUITY FLIPPIN ERROR)**

- LastNarnian: \*He moved aside to reveal you.\*

- LastNarnian: Fascinating! \*The man got up and walked towards you. As he was close to the door, this proved to be no problem. He moved to shake your hand, but realizing it was a hoof, let it down.\*

- LastNarnian: Hello, My name is Robert Conner Williams.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod\* Nice to meet you.

- LastNarnian: I'm going to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind. \*He smiled encouragingly, but you could tell he was brimming with excitement.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- Teyr-Toruk: Just as long as it's nothing like "May I dicect you" \*I say with a smile\*

- LastNarnian: Oh, heavens no! You are currently protected several laws enforced by the UEF, so I couldn't do it even if I wanted to. \*He smiled back.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Tis good

- Teyr-Toruk: Tis good....

- Teyr-Toruk: So what are some of your questions?

- LastNarnian: Well, first off, are you the only of your species?

- Teyr-Toruk: mmmmno.

- LastNarnian: Are there others like you on this planet?

- Teyr-Toruk: Nope

- LastNarnian: How did you get here?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, basicly teleportation **(WHY DID YOU TELL 'IM?)**

- LastNarnian: Teleportation? Why would you teleport here? There's no civilication.

- Teyr-Toruk: I'm a traveler, I explore

- LastNarnian: I see.....

- LastNarnian: What is the status of your evolution? Evolution being of the mind and not the body.

- Teyr-Toruk: Well. A species as a whole is pre-technology. About to enter a industrial age I'd say.

- Teyr-Toruk: I myself am a bit more of a...prodigy.

- LastNarnian: Intresting.... \*He puts a hand on his chin.\*

- LastNarnian: Omnivore, Carnivore, or Vegitarian?

- Teyr-Toruk: Vegitarian

- LastNarnian: Alright then. You know, you are very much like a creature from earth. Could you be from there?

- Teyr-Toruk: Maybe, I dunno. Possibly an ancestor from long ago. **(Fix)**

- LastNarnian: Hm. \*He looked you down, and looked to Maddox.\*

- LastNarnian: No other questions, Sir.

- LastNarnian: \*He quickly moved to his computer, and began typing furiously.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, it appears you're no longer needed. He's documenting, but it appears you can leave. Is there somewhere you want us to transport you?

- Teyr-Toruk: ....well that was quick

- LastNarnian: Yea, he's only doing the necessities. He is required by law to document interactions with new creatures. Specifically sentient creatures.

- LastNarnian: However, there is one question I must ask. Have you ever participated in unlawful behavior, or otherwise fought against a just government?

- Teyr-Toruk: Why do you ask?

- LastNarnian: I need to make sure I'm not transporting a criminal. I don't like things like that on my conscience.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah

- LastNarnian: Well, have you?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I think about it for a moment\* I havn't fought just government. but I can't say we have all followed law. We've all broken one, weather it be by purpose or accident

- LastNarnian: Alright, then let me rephrase. Have you ever broken a law for an evil reason?

- Teyr-Toruk: No.

- LastNarnian: Alright then, I can help you. What are you doing here?

- LastNarnian: How can I help you get to where your going?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well. uh. First off a question for you.

- LastNarnian: What might that be? \*He turns to you curiously.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Do you know of any unusual....supernatural-ish activity?

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: Follow me.

- LastNarnian: \*He walked towards the stairs.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I follow\*

- LastNarnian: \*The two of you travel up a flight of stairs. You find another door there, and he opens it. You find a large room branching into several different doors. He walked down it. You see several doors, all traditional, as you pass. He walks towards a large door with a star on it. It said "DOMINIC MADDOX".\*

- LastNarnian: \*He made a swift turn and faced the door next to it. He clicked a button, and a scanner came out. It scanned his eye, and he said "Maddox, Dominic." The door opened, and he went in.\*

- LastNarnian: \*As you enter, the door closes behind you. He turns and sits on a desk.\*

- LastNarnian: I have heard of many theories with dimentional travel, DigiChip. Would you mind refering to which you are nodding to? **(Dimensional was not mentioned)**

- Teyr-Toruk:  Well, there might be a many working methods. I was just wondering if you might know if any methods did bring something new here.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox was silent for a second.\*

- LastNarnian: So, the dimentional theory is correct, right?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes.

- LastNarnian: Well, that explains the serious energy readings a while back. As we landed, we felt a wave of power. We thought that the nation found a new power.....

- LastNarnian: It appears to be different than we thought.

- Teyr-Toruk: A wave of power? Does it have an origin point?

- LastNarnian: Well, it was only quick, but we did pinpoint it. Why would this be important to you?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, as an explorer I would like to see it

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox stared at you.\*

- LastNarnian: DigiChip, if I am to trust you, I need to know the truth. This has changed everything, and I cannot risk putting this dimention in danger.

- Teyr-Toruk: Okay.

- LastNarnian: Nothing leaves this room, I can promise. Tell me, what are you doing here? Are you from another dimention? Why?

- Teyr-Toruk: Before I can tell you, I must also say: information I give you cannot be used to advance your own technologies. It would be messing with something that is not of my hands.

- Teyr-Toruk: or..hooves

- LastNarnian: \*He nods.\* I can understand that.

- Teyr-Toruk: I am indeed from another dimention and I am here investigating a dimentional break-in. This dimention was 'locked' or protected from outside harm, however the lock was broken. Like a saw through a padlock. I'm here to find who broke through, if it is not fixed soon a dangerous party could take the open door as an invitation.

- LastNarnian: \*He pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: And you don't know who broke the lock.

- Teyr-Toruk: No, I don't.  I am here to find them and seal the lock.

- Teyr-Toruk: We would easily have them but they are sending off a Jammer signal of some sort

- LastNarnian: Well, a jamming signal would definitely be simple and efficent to make.... \*He nods.\* So, why is this locked in the first place?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, I'm not the one to do it. However it is supposed to protect this dimention from outside harm. There is a chance some say that this dimention could be a target for a certain dangerous party.

- LastNarnian: \*He pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He seemed to mull something over.\*

- LastNarnian: You know, we did meet another very recently. I probably should have seen it before, but we did.

- LastNarnian: Is it probable that the perpatrator is a human?

- LastNarnian: Or is our dimentional system run by horses like you?

- Teyr-Toruk: What do you mean?

- Teyr-Toruk: The perpatrator could be a fish for all I know. Whoever this is they are not something that we are affiliated with

- Teyr-Toruk: There is a higher chance of it being humanoid though

- LastNarnian: Hm. Well, we had an intrestng individual come in. He wouldn't tell us anything about himself, but he inquired about our welfare. We told him of our circumstances. We told him of the war, and he paniked. He fled, and we haven't heard of him since.

- Teyr-Toruk: What did the individual look like?

- LastNarnian: Rugged, casual clothes, dirty hair, and his face caked in mud. He had blue eyes, which seemed quite alive. I invited him into our base, but he declined and inquired about our welfare. Well, thinking that perhaps this was a hitch-hiker, I explained how I was a government offical and that we didn't have time to play games. I attempted to investigate, however he got suspicious quickly. He asked about 'What I was doing here', and 'who I am.' By now I was throughly frustrated, and I told hiim of the war. He paniked afterwards and fled. I tried to catch him, but he quickly escaped.

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm

- Teyr-Toruk: Is there any way to find him again? He might be worth questioning

- LastNarnian: We may be able to search this planet for higher brain activity..... \*He turned to his computer and typed a few things.\*

- LastNarnian: Here we are.

- LastNarnian: \*He enters a key.\*

- LastNarnian: \*For a second, it's silent.\*

- LastNarnian: \*An audble beep happens.\*

- LastNarnian: Okay, we have tons of brainwork here.....

- LastNarnian: Oh dear.

- LastNarnian: I've found our 'friend' here.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I come over and take a look\*

- LastNarnian: \*The program didn't take you long to figure out. It was a 3D modeling graph of the planet. It was black and green. A red dot was slowly moving away from it.\*

- LastNarnian: He is currently leaving orbit.

- LastNarnian: I don't know how he could do so, but apparently he is.

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm

- Teyr-Toruk: Is there anything else on  the planet?

- LastNarnian: None. This planet was abandoned long ago.

- LastNarnian: We were investigating to prevent UEF tech from falling into the enemy's hands.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah. Well in that case is there anything I might use to..uh. Catch up or pull bakc our little friend?

- LastNarnian: We don't have anything to hold them back.... Hm....

- LastNarnian: However, we do have a rocket. follow me.

- LastNarnian: \*He gets up and walks out the door.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I follow\*

- LastNarnian: \*You suddenly felt a cold shiver down your spine. You glance to the side, and you see a shadow retreat into a door.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I do a double take, and after taking a moment. Resume\*

- LastNarnian: It's not quite a rocket, but it should get us aboard his ship. It's definitely a space traveler.

- Teyr-Toruk: Okay

- LastNarnian: \*He walks out of the long room and down the stairs.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The two of you get to the bottom floor, and he grabs a button on his wrist.\*

- LastNarnian: Coleman, I am chasing down a possible hostile. I will leaving orbit.

- LastNarnian: \*A clear voice comes out.\*

- LastNarnian: Rodger that, Maddox. But if you're late for supper, the Chief won't be welcoming you home with roses.

- LastNarnian: I'll.... Keep that in mind. \*A ghost of a smile traces his lips.\*

- LastNarnian: Over and out.

- LastNarnian: \*He approaches his Machine.\*

- LastNarnian: Do you think I should take the ACU with us?

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm? \*I look to you\* You talking to me?

- LastNarnian: Yes. What do you think? Is it worth taking?

- Teyr-Toruk: It might be a little intimidating

- LastNarnian: Point taken. \*He nodded.\* The rocket's in the hanger out back. Follow me. \*He exited the large doors. Walking to the back was a bit of a trek, but you made it quickly. A hanger half the size of the base sat there.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He walked to the front and pressed a button. He repeated the actions he did before. Retina scan, Voice. "Maddox, Dominic."

- LastNarnian: \*

- LastNarnian: \*The door opens, and it exposes a variety of ships. Some seem like jets, others have large cargo, and some seem large to be large. However, one in particular catches your eye. It's shaped like a plane, but much more sleek. It's doors opened, and you couldn't help but grin. That's one sweet ride....\*

- LastNarnian: Hm? Oh, that's Chiefs. As much as I'd love to spite him by taking it, I was talking about the one over there.

- LastNarnian: \*He points to another. It wasn't quite as nice, but it would certainly do on catching the mystery man's ship.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright. That is quite the ship though.

- Teyr-Toruk: So who is 'cheif'?

- LastNarnian: \*You notice a slight change in Maddox's demeanor. It was so suttle, but you were certain it was there. A grip in the hand. The slight darken of eyebrows. However, it quickly faded.\*

- LastNarnian: Cheif is the head of operations here. He is the man responsible.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah

- LastNarnian: \*He approached the ship. He pressed a few buttons, and a door opened.\*

- LastNarnian: Go ahead. \*He nodded towards the stairs that came down.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go up the stairs and in\*

- LastNarnian: \*Inside the room you find a semi-comfortable looking room. There was cushions, /probably nailed to the floor/ seat belts, and several seats. It appears that this particular one was meant for multiple people.\*

- LastNarnian: Have any experience with UEF machinary?

- Teyr-Toruk: Small.

- LastNarnian: Hm. Too bad. That means we're flying without a co-pilot.

- LastNarnian: \*He opened a door to the front chamber and closed it.\*

- LastNarnian: \*You heard the speaker.\*

- LastNarnian: Digi, buckle up.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go over and do so\*

- LastNarnian: Turning on Engines.

- LastNarnian: \*Your sensitive ears cringe as you hear a loud roar. However, you've experienced it before, so you tough it out.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The plane took a sudden lurch. It hovered, and turned to the exit. It darted out, quick as a lightning bolt, and stopped before hitting the base. It turned, and shot forward. It turned up, and began ascending at a rapid pace.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Higher and Higher you flew.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The world outside begins to turn darker. It turns black.\*

- LastNarnian: We are offically out of orbit.

- Teyr-Toruk: Woop woop

- LastNarnian: We're approaching the vehicle.

- Teyr-Toruk: Already? \*I wistle\*

- LastNarnian: We're in a rather quick vehicle, he's moving in what we call a 'Dingy', and the planet is small. Not really that amazing when you contribute all that.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright. Regardless of me dimentionally traveling I will admit I've never participated in much space flight

- LastNarnian: That's not a major problem. Have you had experience in zero or near zero gravity?

- Teyr-Toruk: Not a lot

- LastNarnian: Well, his gravity thrusters might not be working properly, as he's in, well, a dingy. I'm heralding him now.

- LastNarnian: \*He pushed a button.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The ship didn't slow down.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He pressed another button.\*

- LastNarnian: This is Commander Maddox. Pull over.

- LastNarnian: \*It doesn't slow down.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox sighed.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He pressed the button again.\*

- LastNarnian: Pull over, or I will fire.

- LastNarnian: \*It was almost comical how quickly the ship stopped.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm going to pull towards him. We're going to board together. Now, he could be a danger, so be on your guard.

- LastNarnian: \*He pulled up next to the ship. You realize exactly how crude it was built. Pieces were thrown on, the metal was cheaply made, and the engine made a whining sound. You were surprised something like this escaped orbit....\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Can't get much simpler than that...

- LastNarnian: No, you can't. I must admit, I'm surprised this thing survived it's exit. Also, I have no idea where he got that metal. It's definitely not native to this planet.....

- LastNarnian: Shall we enter?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yup

- LastNarnian: \*He pressed a button. From the side of the plane, a section broke off and reached for the dingy. It attached to the door.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He pulled out a gun from a hulster at his side.\*

- LastNarnian: Do you have a way of defense?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes, however do keep the weapon slightly discrete. I need not make this look like an attack

- LastNarnian: \*He paused.\*

- LastNarnian: You have a point.

- LastNarnian: \*He put it back in his holster.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He walked towards the hallway.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He pressed a button, and a door opened. He walked towards the dingy's door, and opened it. The door swung inward, exposing a dark chamber.\*

- LastNarnian: You coming, Digi? \*He looked to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Yeah, \*I come over\*

- LastNarnian: \*He entered into chamber. Everything was dark, but you could see a slight silohette.\*

- LastNarnian: Hm. Gravity is working well....for a dingy.

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you heard the door shut. The room was completely dark.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look back to the door, even though I can't see it.I turn back\*

- LastNarnian: \*You hear a loud thump where Maddox was. A shot emerges from a gun, and you see for a second a huminoid on top of Maddox. It hits a piece of furniture and the light goes out again.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I quickly use my hoof and fire a line towards the issue, it glowing brighter than normal so I can have it do my wish as soon as I can ases the situation

- LastNarnian: \*The Humanoid is struggling with Maddox. Although Maddox is the bigger of the two, the humanoid is keeping him pinned rather well. However, Maddox, now able to see his opponent, takes advantage in his weight and throws him off. He gets up, quick as a cat.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The figure rolled, seemingly winded. Maddox jumped upon him and put him in a head lock.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I draw the line to the figure and attempt one of my experimental electrical signals that MIGHT calm him\* **(C'mon...)**

- LastNarnian: \*He pauses. It appeared to work.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I almost fist pump I'm so glad it worked\*

- LastNarnian: \*Both sit, breathing heavily.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright, now may we endorse a symbiotic relationship for a moment? Starting with you two taking a step or two away from each other

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox pauses, then let's the humanoid go. While Maddox stands up, the humanoid sits completely still.\*

- LastNarnian: \*For a second, you thought your wires had fried his brain by mistake. However, he stands up. He still doesn't face you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I retract the line from him and it travels over to a wall and wireframes what seems to be a motor and a light. The light turns on with a wirr of the motor/generator and the line retracts. Leaving a gray-ish line behind that seems to have been burnt into the metal\*

- LastNarnian: \*You see a human. He's in odd clothing to be from this dimension......\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Okay...\*I take a breath\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Might I ask for an introduction?

- LastNarnian: \*He paused.\*

- LastNarnian: What are you doing here, DigiChip?

- LastNarnian: \*You were stunned. You knew that voice anywhere.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The human turned around, and you were shocked to see the familiar figure. Ash hair. Blue eyes. It was a bit scratched up, but you recognized him immidately. Before you stood the torn figure of LastNarnian.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Whah

- Teyr-Toruk: What are you doing here?

- LastNarnian: \*The barest hint of a touched my face.\*

- LastNarnian: Is there an echo?

- Teyr-Toruk: Hah, is there?

- Teyr-Toruk: Seriously though. Why are you here?

- LastNarnian: \*The smile dissapears, and Narnian looks at you suspiciously.\*

- LastNarnian: Do I like Chocolate?

- Teyr-Toruk: Why wouldn't you?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I return the look exept comically\*

- LastNarnian: Favorite kind?

- Teyr-Toruk: mmmmm....Milk?

- LastNarnian: Favorite brand?

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh gosh....\*It takes me a good moment or two\* Orchestra?

- LastNarnian: Symphony. Close enough.

- Teyr-Toruk: Phew

- LastNarnian: Final question.

- LastNarnian: I wanted a vacation earlier for finals. I was sick and tired of studying, and we went to a dimension. Which one?

- Teyr-Toruk: Equestria

- LastNarnian: \*LastNarnian visibly relaxed.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm sorry, ever since the neuteral party shifted form, I've been rather suspicious.

- Teyr-Toruk: Understandable.

- Teyr-Toruk: Now that I finally can ask. Why R U H E R E

- LastNarnian: \*I chuckle, and sit down.\*

- LastNarnian: Well....

- LastNarnian: Have you ever had an impression? Like your wanted somewhere?

- LastNarnian: I woke in the middle of the night, hearing something I hadn't known in a long time. The call. Strangely, I felt completely rejuvinated, almost as if I had woken at a normal time. Either way, I decided to get out of bed.

- Teyr-Toruk: Mmhm.

- LastNarnian: For a second, I didn't know what woke me.

- LastNarnian: However, I heard it clear as she called again.

- LastNarnian: "Narnian, we need you! You promised that you would come when we needed you, so Please, come back!"

- LastNarnian: Several images flashed in my head as I fell to my knees. Scenes from a world I had forgotten. However, this one was in the progress of being torn asunder.

- LastNarnian: \*I shuddered. However, this wasn't the type of shudder I got when I got quesy. This was a deep hearted shake, like a cold hand running up your spine. It must have been painful pulling up these images. I took a few deep breaths.\*

- LastNarnian: The opponent was tearing them apart.

- LastNarnian: \*My throat caught, and I was silent. Looking up, you saw something deep within my eyes as I looked away. Sorrow. Pain. Fear. Anger. Bitterness.\*

- LastNarnian: ....They.... They were taking no prisoners.

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh my....

- LastNarnian: So.... \*I sigh.\*

- LastNarnian: I felt as if I was being pulled.

- LastNarnian: Next thing I know, I was in this Universe.

- LastNarnian: At first, I was unaware. I found an ACU. Hoping it was a friend, I hailed him, and, well, I asked him if everything was alright. He told me of how he was a confidential soldier, and that he was fighting in a war. Thinking I knew all the facts, I attempted to ask him who he was fighting. He told me of how the UEF and the Cybran had been working together, and how the Illuminate hadn't been heard from. I paniked, for by now it was undeniable. My friends were out there being murdered. I ran to get supplies. Using mass /Which is various elements which are broken down to their base atoms and re-arranged to form a type of metal/ I stole from a local Mass Extractor, I crafted this. The engine was hard to make, but nothing that I couldn't do.

- Teyr-Toruk: And you managed to break orbit with this thing? For a guy that is from before the end of WWII you are doin' pretty dang well with technology

- LastNarnian: \*I chuckle.\* Er... Yea... For not being in this world for a while, I'd say I did pretty well. The one thing I didn't build from scratch was the engine. Yea, I was borrowing it to get off the planet..... \*I scratch the back of my head.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look to Madox, to see how he's managing with all of this\*

- LastNarnian: \*His face was completely ordinary. However, you were pretty sure that there was something beneath that army countanence of his....\*

- Teyr-Toruk: So you are the one who broke the lock on the dimention?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I say looking back to narnian\*

- LastNarnian: Broke... the lock on the dimention? \*I raise my head and start scratching my neck.\*

- LastNarnian: This dimention was locked?

- Teyr-Toruk: Not by me. but yes

- LastNarnian: Mmph. I have no idea. I may have.... \*I stop scratching.\* Wait. Why was this locked in the first place?

- Teyr-Toruk: My 'friends' at the facility decided that..Navi could be a hazard now to any dimention he is related to. So they locked them to try and prevent that

- LastNarnian: \*I pause.\* I guess that does make some sort of sense...... \*I shake my head.\* In a twisted way.

- LastNarnian: Now, on to lighter matters......

- LastNarnian: Who's the guy with the freakish knowledge of kung fu?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I take a step back and look to Maddox\*

- LastNarnian: \*The barest hint of a smile broke on Dominic's lips.\*

- LastNarnian: Commander Dominic Maddox at your service.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian did a double take.\*

- LastNarnian: Not Dominic "Migraine" Maddox?

- LastNarnian: \*Dominic nodded, but confusion twisted his face.\*

- LastNarnian: Do I.....

- LastNarnian: Know you?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian laughed, and shook his head.\*

- LastNarnian: No, you probably would not. We met for a split second, and then we were back off trying to establish peace once more.

- LastNarnian: \*He nodded slowly. He seemed to search his memory, but obviously couldn't find where he had seen Narnian before.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, now that introductions are in, what do you say about this matter? You aren't going to try and take me in, are you? I made a promise to a friend, and I am not willing to break that. \*I smile, but seem to steel myself behind it.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*As the conversation ensues I take a moment and look around the scrapped up ship, looking for controls and how the air is being kept in the ship\*

- LastNarnian: \*You find a generator in the far corner. Because of it's soft hum, it was easy to spot.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look around again for a control panel while keeping half a mind on the conversation\*

- LastNarnian: \*To the top left, near the front of the ship.\*

- LastNarnian: \*As you glanced around, you saw Dominic's gun lying a few feet to your diagonal.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go over to it and pick it up\*

- LastNarnian: Digi, what is your stance? Are you with me, or against me?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look up to the speaker\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stares at you warily. His hand grasps several times.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: What do you mean?

- LastNarnian: Are you going to attempt to capture me, or are you going to help me save the Illuminate?

- Teyr-Toruk: Why would I capture you? Of course I'll help \*I pick up the gun\*

- LastNarnian: \*I pause. The steel left my eyes, and a relieved look entered my face. Dominic was Silent.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox paused, and looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: As long as Narnian is here, the portal to our world will be open. As you said, there are creatures that would like to destroy this dimension. How can we protect it?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, I have something that can seal the lock however we'd just have to break it again when we leave

- LastNarnian: Would that be possible?

- LastNarnian: To break it, I mean.

- LastNarnian: If you could break it, what stops the enemy from doing so?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, the thing about locks in any point, even a lock that you would put on your bike is all it is is just a deterent. In reality it doesn't take much to break through a bike lock. Just time and work.

- Teyr-Toruk: A dimentional lock just needs a good amount of work and power. From this side I'm not sure I have enough. only place I know of that can is my facility's dimentional machine

- LastNarnian: Well, how would you get out?

- Teyr-Toruk: Probably wouldn't be able to unless I could get acess to a large amount of energy to mass generators

- LastNarnian: We would be able to do that for you. Lock the dimension, and you will have the UEF on your side.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright. For this we may want to get somewhere a bit more sturdy \*I pull out the stone\*

- LastNarnian: \*I laugh.\*

- LastNarnian: Yea, this would be torn apart by all the mumbo jumbo.

- LastNarnian: \*I gesture to my ship.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Yeah, let's get back into the UEF's ship

- Teyr-Toruk: What's it called? \*I look to Maddox\*

- LastNarnian: The thunderbolt. Number DX6852.

- Teyr-Toruk: DX6852?

- LastNarnian: These are factory produced. Can't really throw a real name for it. \*He shrugs slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright \*I start towards the door\*

- LastNarnian: \*You feel a slight weightless feeling in the pit of your stomach as you cross. Narnian follows you, as does Maddox.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian looks back.\*

- LastNarnian: Goodbye, Dawn Treader. You served me well.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go into the ship and set the stone onto the floor\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox walks to the control panel and presses a button. The pathway contracts, folding back to the ship.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian rubs his hands, and pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: So....

- LastNarnian: Now what?

- Teyr-Toruk: I create a small paradox

- Teyr-Toruk: Then we can go help the illuminate...

- LastNarnian: Great!

- LastNarnian: ....

- LastNarnian: How?

- Teyr-Toruk: Using this here SCP.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I crouch down and look at it\*

- LastNarnian: \*The stone's viens glowed slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Just test its functionality real quick...

- Teyr-Toruk: We are in space.

- LastNarnian: \*It glows white instantly. It sparkles.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: We are on Equestria.

- LastNarnian: \*Blots of red appear in the stone. It slowly begins to bleed, congregating and making a light red.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright \*I stand back up\* Now for the paradox

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look at the stone and say directly to it\* You will turn red.

- LastNarnian: \*The stone began to turn red. Then it halted. It continued to go red, but then it stopped again. Suddenly, without changing or moving it was blood red. Then stark white. The stone shook, and you felt a sudden feeling, like you were being sucked by a current into a hole. Looking at the stone, you saw it suddenly crack. However, the stone healed itself. It broke in half, but without losing it's shape. It turned into a cube, each of it's three points suddenly directed inward.  It spiked, and you felt everything swirl. Or was it Swivel? You couldn't tell anymore. Everything turned, and suddenly, you heard a click. Not an audible one, but something deep inside the world around you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Dominic stood with his feet apart, holding his head. He swayed slightly, almost as if he was losing balance. Narnian lay spread-eagle on the ground. He attempted to get up, but seemed rather loopy.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: HeYa, DIgI! How'miGht YOU bE dOInG? \*He went cross-eyed, and his head hit the floor.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I shake my head\* and I thought I always had a tough time with locking dimentions \*I try to chuckle but can't for a moment\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox shook his head.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Every muscle on his body shook.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: You doing alright?

- LastNarnian: Y-Yes......

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I close my eyes for a moment and try to focus\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I open them and look at the stone\*

- LastNarnian: \*The stone lays completely normal. It's black surface remains unmarred by the experience, and now the viens is white with red blots in it.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I pick it up and put it in my bag\*

- LastNarnian: Maddox here. Threat identified, but befriended. We have figured out a piece of information about the Illuminate's unresponsive behavor. We will report in at once.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go over to Narnian and see if I can wake 'im\*

- LastNarnian: \*He stirs.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Yo, Narnian. Wakey wakey

- LastNarnian: Nah. Ez Saturday. No Seminary on Saturdays. \*Narnian rolls over.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He begins to softly snore.\*

- LastNarnian: Huh? Wha?

- LastNarnian: \*He attempts to sit up, but falls over again.\*

- LastNarnian: Bleh.

- LastNarnian: \*He shook his head.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He succeeds in sitting up.\*

- LastNarnian: Wha happened? \*He looks bleary-eyed to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Paradox

- LastNarnian: Mmmph.

- LastNarnian: \*I put a hand to my eyes.\*

- LastNarnian: \*I lean forward, and get up rather ineffectively.\*

- LastNarnian: I've decided something, Digi.

- LastNarnian: I don't like Paradoxes..... \*I rub my eyes with one hand.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Good choice.

- LastNarnian: Well, now what? \*I shake off the headache that had been prevailing and look to you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox cleared his throat.\*

- LastNarnian: We go down and get permission to investigate the case with the Illuminate.

- Teyr-Toruk: We have to get permision?

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nodded.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: How boring...

- LastNarnian: I'd agree. Luckily, there's only one person we need to talk to. Unfortunately, the two of us aren't on what you might call "Good" terms.

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh?

- LastNarnian: \*He nods.\*

- LastNarnian: He believes as I'm the hero of the revolution, that I'm automatically out for his power, even though he got it through a relative.

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh-huh

- Teyr-Toruk: Well let's get this over with then. We should really get there as soon as possible

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox grabed a button on his wrist.\*

- LastNarnian: Maddox pulling the Cargo in. Over and out.

- LastNarnian: \*He turned around and waked towards the control panel.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Cargo?

- LastNarnian: Code word. Would you rather I had said "Pulling in new spieces of unknown power, potentially worth trillions?"

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah.

- LastNarnian: You might want to hang on to something.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian chuckled.\*

- LastNarnian: Yea, right.

- LastNarnian: \*You felt the ship lurch slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, the ship darted towards the earth. Luckily, you had the foresight of hooking your hoof to the floor via wires, but you couldn't hear anything but Narnian's Screams. Looking back, you see him plastered against the back of the plane. You couldn't help but grin at his peril. The ship pulled up from it's dive, and Narnian was sent against the floor.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I can't help but laugh at his incompetence\* **(Real nice Digi...)**

- LastNarnian: \*He raised a hand, and you saw a dagger come out. He plunged it into the bottom of the plane, and looked up to you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He growled.\*

- LastNarnian: Wipe that smug grin off of your face!

- LastNarnian: \*He had a faint smile on his lips as he said the final words.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I chuckle again\*

- LastNarnian: \*The plane slows down, and comes to a complete stop.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: ding. Were here.

- LastNarnian: Yes indeed. \*Maddox came over, and paused as he saw Narnian pulling his dagger out of the floor.\*

- LastNarnian: Did you just stab that thing into my floor?

- LastNarnian: \*The knife disappeared instantly.\*

- LastNarnian: Er, I have no idea what your talking about.

- LastNarnian: Then how do you intend to explain the hole in the bottom of the ship?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian's eyes darted around for a second.\*

- LastNarnian: Er-

- LastNarnian: Well, funny story...

- LastNarnian: You see, there was this microscopic crack. As you threw me back, I tried to-

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox walked away from him, disgusted.\*

- LastNarnian: Let's just get to the Chief. We'll patch it up later.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look to Narnian\* Nice try.

- LastNarnian: \*He shrugs his shoulders.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm horrible at imprompt story telling.

- Teyr-Toruk: Maybe you should work on that then. Could save you some akward situations

- LastNarnian: Well, I can't help it if the laws of physics want to destroy the probabilities of my stories happening. \*I stick my tounge at you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*with a grin I resume following commander\*

- LastNarnian: \*He exited the vehicle, which he had parked right in front of the building. By now, the facility was finished. Looking up, it towered over the earth.\*

- LastNarnian: Lucky for us, the elevator has been finished.

- LastNarnian: The Chief likes his offices at the top of the building. It's a wonder why.... \*Maddox rolled his eyes. He approached the doors, and pressed a button. The doors began opening.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I follow him in\*

- LastNarnian: \*He walks toward an elevator. The "OUT OF ORDER" Sign was removed. He pressed a button.\*

- LastNarnian: .....BORED. \*Narnian yawns.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: ....

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox gives him a cold stare. Narnian goes silent.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The elevator doors open. The elevator is large, akin to yours surprisingly.  A dozen people get off. The elevator is completely empty. Maddox steps in and presses a button. Narnian follows kind of reluctantly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: So, top floor?

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nods. You notice the button glowing is named "CHIEF FLOOR".\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian whistles.\*

- LastNarnian: Cheif floor. Wow, Arrogant much?

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox grunts.\*

- LastNarnian: He has a tendency to give himself unnecessary credit.

- LastNarnian: \*Both were silent.\*

- LastNarnian: \*After two stops, you reach the top floor. You were surprised to see a luxurious room laid out in front of you. Instead of the industrious, hard-working look, this appeared to be a hotel room. Fake palm trees, tiled floor, a window streaming with light, this appeared to be more comfort based rather than research. A man sat down on a couch turned to you. He had a glass of something in his hand, of what you didn't want to know, and a smile on his face. It diffused a bit of your anxiety, and made you feel at home all of a sudden.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He looked at you.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, hello, DigiChip. Dominic. Narnian.

- LastNarnian: \*He nodded to each in turn.\*

- LastNarnian: Welcome to my humble abode. \*He smiled.\*

- LastNarnian: Would you like a drink? \*He gestured to a drink fountain.\*

- LastNarnian: I don't need anything, thanks.

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh..I'm good.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox doesn't say a word.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Cheif mixes his drink.\*

- LastNarnian: So, what are you three doing here?

- LastNarnian: \*It was obnoxious. He knew exactly what you were doing!\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look to Maddox, expecting him to be the one to respond\*

- LastNarnian: \*He says nothing.\*

- LastNarnian:  \*His stony look obviously tells you that he hates this man.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look back to the seemingly smug man at the desk\*

- LastNarnian: \*His smile is disarmingly friendly. However, now he had an eyebrow raised.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, Maddox?

- LastNarnian: I am certain you know why we are here.

- LastNarnian: \*He rolled his eyes.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, if you want to take the fun out of it.

- LastNarnian: Sir, we request permission to go out on a mission to investigate the radio silence of the Illuminate.

- LastNarnian: \*Each word seemed to weigh heavily on him, like a stone thrown in water.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He seemed to consider it.\*

- LastNarnian: Permission granted.

- LastNarnian: On one condition.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox stared at him.\*

- LastNarnian: What would that be?

- LastNarnian: Take Scarlet with you. I don't trust you on a mission as important as this, as you'd simply bungle it up. \*He stirred his drink carelessly.\*

- LastNarnian: Very well, Sir. \*His voice was emotionless.\*

- LastNarnian: You may leave, all but the equine.

- LastNarnian: \*He takes a look to you.\*

- LastNarnian: There are a few things I'd like to talk about with this specimen.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox turned to leave, but Narnian seemed hesitant.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He turned to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Digi, you going to be alright? I can stay if you need.

- Teyr-Toruk: No, I'm good.

- LastNarnian: \*He nodded, but didn't seem reasurred. He followed Maddox, and the door made a soft click behind you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Chief took a draught from his cup, and looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Are you sure you wouldn't like a drink?

- Teyr-Toruk: I am good

- LastNarnian: \*He nodded, smiling to you. He drained his cup, and set it aside. Crossing his legs, he stared at you. He seemed to examine every detail of you, from your hooves to your face. It made you feel awkward, him staring at you so. Finally, he broke the silence.\*

- LastNarnian: Where are you from.

- LastNarnian: \*It was a statement, not unfriendly, but not quite a question.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alternative dimention. **(Why would you tell him that?)**

- LastNarnian: Why are you here.

- Teyr-Toruk: I was sent here to secure this dimention.

- LastNarnian: Secure?

- Teyr-Toruk: It was to some extent at risk

- LastNarnian: So, there is a war for dimensions at this moment?

- Teyr-Toruk: mmmm, (GOSHDANGITIMISSNAVIFANSOMUCHWHYCAN'TIJUSTHAVEHIMBACKIREALLYMISSHIM ;-; ) iit could be considered such. However the fight is not over territory but holding back a courupt party.

- LastNarnian: \*He looked at you rather strangely.\*

- LastNarnian: Corrupt, you say? How in the three factions are they running free, then?

- Teyr-Toruk: What do you mean?

- LastNarnian: Why isn't there a government to stop them?

- Teyr-Toruk: The dimentional system is not really old enough to have a fully established government or management over it. However I have been sent by a small party that I am a part of that tries to manage dimentional issues.

- LastNarnian: \*He stares at you. You shudder, as the smile he gives you is cold.\*

- LastNarnian: Thank you. You may go. Please remind Maddox to bring Scarlet.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod and turn to the door\*

- LastNarnian: Oh, and Digi.

- LastNarnian: Don't let the cat out of the room.

- LastNarnian: \*Turning, you see a tabby cat, fat and lazy, next to the door mewing.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I get through the door and am sure to block the cat's path out

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox and Narnian are there, waiting for you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian is sitting cross-legged, and Maddox stands. Narnian jumps up to you.\*

- LastNarnian: What happened in there?

- Teyr-Toruk: Few questions

- LastNarnian: Oh, okay. \*He sighed.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox stared ahead.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I mean, maybe the questions were innocent maybe not but be sure to keep him in check \*I look over to Maddox\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox seems to come back, and nods.\*

- LastNarnian: I will.

- LastNarnian: \*He turns and leaves.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look over to Narnian\*

- LastNarnian: \*He shrugs.\* I don't know who this 'Scarlet' is, but Maddox seems pretty annoyed by bringing her.

- Teyr-Toruk: Wonder why...

- LastNarnian: \*He shrugs again.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, all I know is that we should follow him before he gets impatient and leaves us to take the stairs.

- Teyr-Toruk: Yeah \*I follow the path Maddox took\*

- LastNarnian: \*You find him holding the door open. His face was still emotionless, but he seemed to be thinking deep.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: You doing alright?

- LastNarnian: \*He starts slightly, and nods.\*

- LastNarnian: Yes.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- LastNarnian: \*He hits the button, and the doors begin to close.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian starts, and enters the elevator.\*

- LastNarnian: That.

- LastNarnian: Was a close one.

- LastNarnian: \*He chuckled.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: ...Is he usually like that?

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nods.\* Always giving himself the easiest pleasures, allowing others to do the work, and then taking the claim for it.

- LastNarnian: \*The elevator jerked to a stop.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sounds a little like mah boss)

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm

- LastNarnian: (XD I approve. )

- LastNarnian: (Juuust don't let him hear that. XP)

- LastNarnian: This is our floor.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I wait for the doors to open and walk out\*

- LastNarnian: \*As they do, you find a women standing in front of the doors. You step aside to let her in. She doesn't seem surprised to see you. She is in a jump suit similar to Maddox's.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nods to her.\*

- LastNarnian: Scarlet.

- LastNarnian: \*She nods back.\*

- LastNarnian: Maddox.

- LastNarnian: \*No more words are exchanged.\*

- LastNarnian: (Sorry, we can't have this lag. Chief would be smarter than that and alert her ahead of time. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright)

- LastNarnian: \*The elevator reached the bottom floor.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grinned to the women.\*

- LastNarnian: Name's Narnian.

- LastNarnian: \*She looked at him coldly.\*

- LastNarnian: I am Commander Scarlet Bonaparte.

- Teyr-Toruk: (Scarlet Johansson? XP )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Awww)

- LastNarnian: (XD I can change that if you'd like.

- LastNarnian: )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Nah, we don't need to invade the Avenger world XP )

- LastNarnian: (XD Alrighty!)

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian's face reeled as if he had been stung by a bee. He made no attempts for another conversation. However, you heard something muttered under his breath.\*

- LastNarnian: I get it... Chief is sending us with a killjoy. This will make life so much more difficult. Well played.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I keep silent\*

- LastNarnian: \*You exit the vehicle, and Maddox begins walking to the thunderbolt. Scarlet puts a hand to her ear.\*

- LastNarnian: No, we are taking the Sidewinder.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox stopped.\*

- LastNarnian: \*With an effort, he turned and began walking to the hanger.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn and follow\*

- LastNarnian: \*He clicks a button on the Hanger and repeats his usual process. "Maddox, Dominic." The door opens, and once more you see a large aray of planes. He clicks a button.\*

- LastNarnian: \*A thin plane opens it's doors. You're amazed by how slender it's wings were. That thing wouldn't last a bullet! It's polished sides shine in your eyes, and you sigh. This wasn't nearly as impressive as the Thunderbolt.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Scarlet walked towards it.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grimaced.\*

- LastNarnian: Two to one we'd make it out without a hitch if we broke orders.

- Teyr-Toruk: This message has been removed.

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm?

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yo bro, it's yoh tourn!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Just realized you're gone. Darn)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well I can have a nice conversation with myself...)

- Teyr-Toruk: (So how's your day goin'?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Eh, it's alright)

- Teyr-Toruk: (How about for you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (It's been pretty good. I mean not the best. but hey, last day of work!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Wonderful! Getting out of that nasty place)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yup)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Let's me be free for finals and then receive a job right after)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Nice)

- LastNarnian: (XD I approve of this monolouge.)

- LastNarnian: (Sorry, we attempted to go to the pool to do our laps, but turns out that they were cleaning it, so now we're stuck. DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Mmm)

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox grunts.\*

- LastNarnian: I'd almost be willing to make a run for it.

- Teyr-Toruk: Hah

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian reluctantly starts walking towards the plane. Maddox follows, his steps quicker and livelier then Narnian's.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I follow\*

- LastNarnian: \*You enter the plane. The steps are a bit troublesome /for they are strangely sloped/ but you make it in alright. Inside is several passenger seats. Scarlet sits in the front, already putting on a pilot's headset.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you hear a grumble. Looking over, you see Narnian's face turn pink.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I give him a curious look, as to ask "What is wrong?" \*

- LastNarnian: \*He gives a slight laugh. He comes close and whispers in your ear.\*

- LastNarnian: "Aha... How embarressing. I believe I'm rather famished after these excursions. And yet, I don't dare ask our red-headed friend if we could stop for a snack...." \*He pulls back and chuckles again.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod with a grin\*

- LastNarnian: \*You hear Scarlet's voice overhead.\*

- LastNarnian: Buckle up. We're lifting.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Finding human seats too weird I just fasten myself to the floor with my hoof, a few small lines draw out and up my hoof to secure me\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian throws himself on a seat, the memory of being thrown on his face burning bright in his mind.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox took a seat. By now, he seemed to be coping with the insult better.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The plane begins to lift, and leaves. Strange, this one didn't seem to move at all. It was rather graceful compared to the Thunderbolt.....\*

- LastNarnian: \*You leave the hanger, and shoot up to the sky. It was painfully slow, /The thunderbolt could have made it out of orbit and back twice by now/ but you made it out of orbit. Articifial gravity kicked in, and you moved faster, now that you weren't fighting gravity.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Do we have an ETA?

- LastNarnian: I'm afraid we don't until we know where we are going. \*Maddox shook his head slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*There was a voice overhead.\*

- LastNarnian: Maddox, come to the bridge immediately.

- LastNarnian: \*He grinned slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: That's what I thought.

- LastNarnian: \*He unbuckled himself, and stood up. He walked to the front of the ship.\*

- LastNarnian: (;-; Sorry, can't RP. Working on scouts. Cya later!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo?0

- LastNarnian: (Hey! I'ma afraid I can't talk right now. working on a merit badge. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Noooo ;-; )

- LastNarnian: (I'm so sorry... DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Any chance you coming online is a shot at a very small chance at communicating?)

- LastNarnian: (Fraid not... DX \*Deep Austrailian accent\*)

- LastNarnian: ((At the moment, anyway....))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright...)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm afraid to say hello...)

- Teyr-Toruk:  (Hello?)

- LastNarnian: (Still working, man..... XD/DX)

- LastNarnian: (Yea, these merit badge days take a lot of time off of your hands....)

- LastNarnian: (So sad...... \*Sniff sniff.\* Miss meh RPs, and meh games, and meh time, basicaly I miss meh everything. Except them enchaladas. I'm kinda glad those are gone.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright. Any chance you will be availible at any point today? I won't be here tomorrow.)

- LastNarnian: (To be honest.... Niether will I. XD I have no idea. I have a large work load, but I might make it.....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (What is causing so much work?)

- LastNarnian: (For a merit badge day, there are certain things you do at the site, and then there are things you must do at home. Unfortunately, I have to finish the pre-reqs before I go, else I get a partial. DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (If you ever need a break ~3 min heres this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpzIulyEmNY&feature=youtu.be )

- LastNarnian: (Thanks! (;-; ))

- LastNarnian: (;-; Just watched your vid. It's so sad.....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (but now so much betta )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Visually...not story wise ;-; )

- LastNarnian: (It has definitely gotten better! ;-; However, unluckily for you, that means that you've sent me into a fit of tears watching. XD Well, I've got to go back to studying. Thanks a ton for the link!!!!! ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sowwy )

- LastNarnian: (TROLL)

- Teyr-Toruk: (? )

- LastNarnian: (BECAUSE, TROLL)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Just because

- LastNarnian: (BECAUSE TROLL)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alrighty then)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Have anything more to say? )

- LastNarnian: (TROLL)

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*nods\* )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Is this just verbal or have you somethimg that is actually a troll? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Or have you abandoned me...;-; )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Or is that the troll o: )

- LastNarnian: (TROLLOLOLOLOLOLLLLLLLLOLOL)

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Here, as a serious note for once have an awesome video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ )

- LastNarnian: (GAAAAAAH I'VE BEEN RICK ROLLED! EXPLAIN. EXPLAIN!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Mwahahaah! )

- Teyr-Toruk: (TRRRROOLLLOLOL)

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*repeats back "EXPLAIN. EXPLAIN" in a dalek voice\*)

- LastNarnian: (TROLLED BACK. ARGH. ALSO. CAUGHT REFRENCE. HORRIBLE TACTICS.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Woop woop!)

- LastNarnian: (SO SAD. I SHALL HANG MY HEAD IN SHAME WHILE LISTENING TO THE TROLL SONG. LISTEN ALONG, IF YOU'D LIKE. I AM ASHAMED. \*HANGS HEAD MISERABLY.\* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qb\_hqexKkw8)

- Teyr-Toruk: (>.>)

- LastNarnian: (\*LIFTS HEAD.\* THOUGHT YOU'D GET ME AND THEN I'D LET IT GO, HEH? HAPINESS IS ALL AROUND, TODAY. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Bad lama! \*slaps you lightly\* )

- LastNarnian: (\*Reels back.\* Ow! Wat was dat for? \*Rubs cheek offendedly.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (You bad lama, you trolled twice over)

- LastNarnian: (Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe So I did.... \*Grins evilly.\* And you fell for it. Twice. MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice: Shame on me. Fool me 350,000 times, your a weather man )

- LastNarnian: (XD I APPROVE!!!! XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*I go all poker face and all of a suden we are in a buisiness office\* So. How has your day been? )

- LastNarnian: (Tough. \*I seem exaughted all of a sudden.\* I've still got a bit of work to do, I've been working all day, and Jacob's mad at me for driving him too hard. /He's coming with me./ Other than that, it was grand. And yours? \*I try to smile.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Mine was ok, however rather lacking without you to talk to )

- LastNarnian: (I'm sorry, I should be back a bit more come next week. \*I sigh.\* However, I should be back late tomorrow. You going to be back by then? \*I seem hopeful.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm afraid I will be gone just about all day tomorrow. Returning around 11-midnight)

- LastNarnian: (\*I seem dashed.\* Ah. Oh well. Always Monday, right?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I guess. )

- LastNarnian: (\*For a second, there's an awkward silence.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (When will you be returning tomorrow? )

- LastNarnian: (Hm, roughly two or three our time.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (And what more do you have to accomplish today? )

- LastNarnian: (More research. \*I clap my hands in mock joy.\* Hurrah.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (How long about would that take? )

- LastNarnian: (I have no idea. I haven't started because I kinda fear Jacob's wrath right now... \*I shrink slightly, shuddering.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ah )

- Teyr-Toruk: (soooo)

- LastNarnian: (Hehe, you sound a lot like Ryan Ashley! XD I luz it. X3)

- Teyr-Toruk: (When you going to man up and do it? and if you manage to finishe early we maybe get to talk? Maybe? )

- LastNarnian: (Ah! You have a point! \*Puts on resolute face.\* It's time to go to action! ....Maybe. \*I shrink again.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Do it! \*Ahem\* \*Lord Palpatine voice\* Do eet )

- LastNarnian: (Done! Turns out though, he's in a boss battle, so I have to wait. >.> )

- Teyr-Toruk: (allllrgiht)

- LastNarnian: (You told me to in your Palpatine voice thingy... Wait, did you use the force on me also? 0.o)

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*looks left then rigth\* No I: )

- LastNarnian: (o.- are you sure?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yes I: )

- LastNarnian: (Okie dokie! ...WAIT A SECOND, DID YOU USE THE FORCE TO MAKE ME COMPLY?!?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*palpatine voice\* No I have not, and you shall not ask again )

- LastNarnian: (\*Swirly eyes\* Yes master.)

- LastNarnian: (\*I snap out of it.\* Huh? What just happened? What were we talking about?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hmm? Oh, nothing. )

- LastNarnian: (Okay....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (So)

- Teyr-Toruk: (You going to hurry so we can get some RP in? Yes? )

- LastNarnian: (Sure! \*I grin.\* Where were we?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (gee, I'm unsure it's been so long)

- Teyr-Toruk: ( LastNarnian

- LastNarnian: That's what I thought.

- LastNarnian: \*He unbuckled himself, and stood up. He walked to the front of the ship.\* )

- LastNarnian: Welp. Now, we wait.

- LastNarnian: \*LastNarnian kicks back.\* So, what have you been up to recently? Any intresting stories?

- Teyr-Toruk: Nothing really

- Teyr-Toruk: Just refining the dimentional machine

- LastNarnian: No adventures? How's the council? I believe Na'vi usually took care of that. Is it a bore?

- Teyr-Toruk: They can be annoying. They sure don't care for personal matters

- LastNarnian: I'd imagine so. However, as much as I dislike them, I can't blame them for that. Must be difficult to manage all of time and space, am I right?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yeah

- Teyr-Toruk: Because of the dimetnional possibilities they are kept very busy keeping people in their dimention.

- Teyr-Toruk: However I only talk with the people that sit at a desk and boss others

- Teyr-Toruk: They don't do the tuff stuff

- LastNarnian: \*I chuckle.\* Yea. Hard to be top dog when other's are trying the same act, am I right? \*I grin to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I mean, think about it. Unlimited dimentions, meaning technicly an unlimited number of things leaving their dimention. Luckily though because of multiverse distances we don't have to worry about too many of them

- LastNarnian: It does make things simple. \*I chuckle, but suddenly go sober.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I just wish it was that simple

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look back up to you\* You ok?

- LastNarnian: Yea... just... a memory, floating in the breeze. \*I sigh, and suddenly look chipper again.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, anything else happening?

- Teyr-Toruk: mmmmm

- LastNarnian: Nothing? \*I sigh.\* Too bad.

- LastNarnian: \*I pause, waiting.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Is there anything I am mising? )

- LastNarnian: (Nope, not really....)

- LastNarnian: Ugh, we should have used Illuminate teleportaition devices. \*I sigh again.\*

- LastNarnian: So much less wait....

- Teyr-Toruk: That's pretty long distance

- Teyr-Toruk: Can the Illuminate do that ?

- LastNarnian: With a space tower, maybe.

- Teyr-Toruk: I didn't think it had that much range

- LastNarnian: Well, it may not. It's been so long... \*I sigh.\* I just remembered that it got me where I wanted to go, fast.

- Teyr-Toruk: mmm

- Teyr-Toruk: Were you here often?

- LastNarnian: \*I chuckle.\* A ton. This was home base, for a while.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah..

- Teyr-Toruk: I see you adapted well here

- LastNarnian: Heh, you learn a few tricks when you spend the amount of possible years in total time in a sci-fi world. \*I grin ridiculously.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: What rank were you or whatever?

- LastNarnian: Hm? Oh, I was a rank below Commander. I worked long and hard for that title, yes I did. \*I puff out my chest slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Very nice

- LastNarnian: Indeed! However, I've probably lost all skill in battle. \*I seem to deflate slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Nah, it's like a bike

- Teyr-Toruk: You never fully forget

- LastNarnian: Perhaps? \*I seem to inflate again. I grin to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: So how exactly does this hole place work? Anything you think you should tell me? I mean, other than the tech Navi helped me with for the line system I don't really know much about this place

- LastNarnian: Well, do you know about the factions? \*I incline my head.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Maddox said something about them, I know of UEF from Navi and Illuminate from you

- Teyr-Toruk: I cant remember the other...

- LastNarnian: The Cybran? \*I seem suddenly scornful.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: yeah, sounds like that

- Teyr-Toruk:  Yeah I think that's it

- LastNarnian: \*He grunts.\*

- LastNarnian: Nothing important about them. Nothing what-so-ever.

- Teyr-Toruk: Okay..

- LastNarnian: \*There's an awkward silence for a while. I seem to fume for a few minutes, while you can't help but wonder what you said wrong.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well I guess thats a "Flat tire, lost a turn" for me)

- LastNarnian: (XD Tis fine. "Win some, lose some.")

- Teyr-Toruk: (So your roll )

- LastNarnian: (Sorry, didn't catch your text. DX)

- LastNarnian: \*He finally seems to get over it.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He sighed.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Investigating his pockets, he pulled an old wrapper. He sighed.\*

- LastNarnian: Got any food?

- Teyr-Toruk: Fraid not.

- Teyr-Toruk: Wia

- Teyr-Toruk: Wait\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I sit up realizing\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look in my saddlebag\*

- LastNarnian: \*You find several preserved-fruit jars, probably meant for long-term use. Inside is also a bunch of alfalfa, and other assorted goods that a horse like yourself might eat.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I pull out something that Narnian may like\*

- LastNarnian: \*Out comes a jar of peaches. You see his eye grow big as he sees them.\*

- LastNarnian: Can I haz?

- Teyr-Toruk: Sure \*I hoof it over\*

- LastNarnian: (Beautiful. XD "hoof".)

- LastNarnian: \*Just as you are about to ha-hoof, it over, you feel a sudden jolt from the ship. The jar flies in the air, making a large arch. Narnian unstraps himself and throws himself towards the jar of fruit, catching it right before it hit the floor.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*recovering I say\* Nice one

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look to the door to the cockpit wondering what that was\*

- LastNarnian: \*You see Maddox reaching for a microphone.\*

- LastNarnian: Digi, Narnian, we need you in here.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I get up and go in\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian follows, a bit reluctantly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox turns to face you as you enter.\*

- LastNarnian: We were headed at an old illuminate area named "New Cathedral", but it seems we have a problem. We've been heralded by a cybran fleet. We cannot engage. As the leader of the mission, I am requesting what we should do, Digi. Scarlet says that they can't be an enemy, but today I'm following your orders.

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look over to Narnian, hoping for advice\*

- LastNarnian: \*He grits his teeth. You can see something inside of him spark. He opens the jar of peaches, and takes a juicy one out.\*

- LastNarnian: Eh, probably a bunch of Jar heads. But go ahead and hail them anyway. \*He was clearly fiegning indifference.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo? )

- LastNarnian: (Hey! =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hai! )

- LastNarnian: (How might you be this fine day?

- Teyr-Toruk: (I am well! How about you? )

- LastNarnian: (I am well! =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (This is good! )

- LastNarnian: (Indededeede! =3 Anything up for you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Not really )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Just finals tomorrow )

- LastNarnian: (o: Big day tomorrow...)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Aye ;-; )

- LastNarnian: (\*Pats you on the head.\* Don't worry, your ready.... )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Not really... )

- LastNarnian: (Yesh you are.... \*I pat you again.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (What've you been up to? )

- LastNarnian: (Not much. Just recovering mentally. >.> How about you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Just trying to survive )

- LastNarnian: (0.o Yikes....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Random fact of the day: In Super Smash Bros. Melee Mr. Game & Watchh is actually a 3D model, however disigned in such a way to make it look 2D )

- LastNarnian: (o: No way..... That's cool! =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Aye )

- Teyr-Toruk: (S

- Teyr-Toruk: (So \* )

- Teyr-Toruk: (It's been an awefully long time )

- LastNarnian: (Indeed it has. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Shall we restart our RP? )

- LastNarnian: (Fraid I can't just yet. >.> You caught me just as I was leaving for ice skating. I should be back at roughly 11:30.

- LastNarnian: )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ok, see ya then )

- LastNarnian: (See ya! Get some good studyin' in. I'll get some ideas warmed up for you.... >=3 )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Has thou returned? Or did you mean 11:30 your time )

- LastNarnian: (I am back now >.> I meant my time. Sowwy)

- Teyr-Toruk: (That is ok! )

- LastNarnian: (=D How are you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Eh, I've degraded a bit )

- LastNarnian: (Yikes... =/ Still alive, though?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yah )

- Teyr-Toruk: (How about you? )

- LastNarnian: (I'm aching. XD However, I'm pretty well, otherwise. =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Why are you aching? )

- LastNarnian: (Ice skating.

- LastNarnian: )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I always thought I had the advantage over you guys and now you all are going to come here and leave me in the mist/dust at the rink >.> )

- LastNarnian: (Haha! XD Don't worry 'bout it. I'm not nicknamed "The Wrecking Ball" For nothing. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I feel that sentence is a little self-contradicting XP )

- LastNarnian: (XD Sorry, mah brain is still on vibrate.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (XD )

- LastNarnian: (So....)

- LastNarnian: (Wanna RP? =3)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yes please )

- LastNarnian: (Hm.... Let's see.... \*Brings out long scroll.\* SCP, Equestria, Na'vifan22 story arch....)

- LastNarnian: (Ah! The revival of SC2! \*I search the scroll, looking for exacts.\*)

- LastNarnian: (Mmph. Being heralded by Cybran. Here we go.)

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox looks to you.\*

- LastNarnian: What's your thoughts, Captain? We're faced by a fleet of Cybran ships. We currently have an alliance with the Cybran, if that helps.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox turned his head to you. His hand was held above a button.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, see what they want I suppose.

- LastNarnian: \*He pressed the button.\*

- LastNarnian: This is Commander Maddox of the UEF. Who might I have the pleasure of speaking with?

- LastNarnian: \*A voice rang through the ship. It was deep, and very melodic.\*

- LastNarnian: This is Sergant Gregorvich of the Cybran fleet. Requesting permission to board.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox looked to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I think for a moment\* You have permission on the terms that you and a single represenative of your crew or ambasador board. No more, no less.

- LastNarnian: \*The voice on the other side was silent for a second.\*

- LastNarnian: Requesting identification of unknown speaker.

- Teyr-Toruk: Digichip eh-urrh.. general of..

- LastNarnian: The Equestrian devision.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox winked to you with a slight grin on his face.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes, General and represenative of the Equestrian devision. \*I smile back\*

- LastNarnian: \*There was silence for a split second.\*

- LastNarnian: A representive has been sent to your vehicle.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I let Maddox take the lead back\*

- LastNarnian: Rodger that. Ending communication.

- LastNarnian: \*He turns to you. Out from behind him, you couldn't help but notice that Scarlet was giving you a rather cold look for some reason.\*

- LastNarnian: Well then, 'General' DigiChip, I suppose we are going to have to explain our situation.

- Teyr-Toruk: If they ask

- Teyr-Toruk: ./wich they probably will/

- LastNarnian: Yes, they probably will. At least, if these Cybran have any common sense. I know I would be rather suspicious if there was a lone Cybran ship. Chances are, they'll want to talk to you as you are the leader of this expedition. I recomend being cautious of what you tell them, not because they don't deserve to know, but rather they may find it too far-fetched and send us each to prison for 'theft.'

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright, do you think they are only wondering what we are doing or do they need something or other?

- LastNarnian: I honestly don't know.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian suddenly broke in.\*

- LastNarnian: The pod has connected to the door!

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nodded.\*

- LastNarnian: Well General, just be careful.

- LastNarnian: (Note: This is going to be a test of a potential mechanic in an RP. For now, I'll call it a 'key point', or perhaps 'a face-off'. Basically, in this sequence, if you chose wrong you could change the way the story goes. Just thought I'd let you know. Oh, and you can also die in a sequence, but if you do, you start it over once more. You willing to take a shot?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright, this shall be interesting.)

- LastNarnian: \*Turning, you saw a large metalic object attached to the door. The door opened without anyone commanding it, and the luminecent blue lights turned red. In walked a humanoid in what appeared to be armor. It comprised of a heavy uniform, and a helmet. Another followed him, and the first took of his helmet. The man-Wait, was he a man? He seemed to have pieces of metal coming from his head. These were of an unknown purpose, but refined into a trapizoid-like shape. He sported a red beard that circled his mouth, and he appeared to be rather grim. He looked to you with surprise, but his eyes were the hardened eyes of a fighter. His companion didn't take off his helmet also.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*After taking a moment to scan him over I nod a 'hello' \*

- LastNarnian: \*He nods back, seeming to scan you also.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He bows.\*

- LastNarnian: I am guessing the horse is General DigiChip, representive of the Equestrian devision.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox grinned.\*

- LastNarnian: That is correct.

- LastNarnian: \*The man looked to you with a cool air.\*

- LastNarnian: I am Commander Gregorvich. I am honored to meet your accquantience.

- LastNarnian: (However you spell that XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod again\* Its uh- nice to meet you as well \*I say slightly akwardly\*

- LastNarnian: \*He doesn't seem to take notice.\*

- LastNarnian: I have a couple of questions about this ship, it's crew, and the UEF if you don't mind.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*If directed at me\* Okay.

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent 07 Confrontation ~ The Pursuit of Truth (Moderato).mp3 \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (Eh, just a bit of music for ya. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Thanks XP )

- LastNarnian: -

- LastNarnian: (Hm... Any suggestions for an editation on that? How do we announce a Confrontation, or a Face off?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (idk, however we want, just as long as the message gets across)

- LastNarnian: (Hm.....)

- LastNarnian: (How about that?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sure! )

- LastNarnian: (Hmph... I'll map this out on paper later. Now... It's a battle of minds. >=) )

- LastNarnian: \*Gregorvich looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: So, General, tell me. Exactly what is the point of this exersion?

- LastNarnian: What is your mission?

- Teyr-Toruk: We are investigating a case

- LastNarnian: \*Gregovich raised an eyebrow.\* Detectives, then? I thought you were commanders. What is this 'case'?

- Teyr-Toruk: The case is more of a unique one and therefore classified, you know how it is.

- LastNarnian: Yes, I do... \*He stared to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Where are you headed?

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent 02 Interrogation ~ Finding the Truth.mp3 \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (Just to get into the mood. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: General direction of the uh, Cathedral

- LastNarnian: Why on earth would you visit a graveyard? \*Gregovich seemed concerned suddenly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Part of the case.

- LastNarnian: \*He looks to you cooly.\*

- LastNarnian: Is this a mission that can wait until the end of the war?

- Teyr-Toruk: It would be benificial to the war to have it sorted out.

- LastNarnian: \*He coolly observed you.\*

- LastNarnian: (Sometimes, you can ask the other a question. Or, perhaps, throw a comment to the other. It's a confrontation, meaning you can advance upon the other as well.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Nyallrighty )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I guess it would be - if I couldn't XP )

- LastNarnian: (Haha, yea. XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: So what do you have going on out here? Is this a sation oyu have of some sort?

- LastNarnian: \*He paused. If you didn't know better, you would think that he was suddenly flustered.\*

- LastNarnian: Cybran business. We were on our way to the UEF to request assistance.

- Teyr-Toruk: This message has been removed.

- Teyr-Toruk: What with?

- LastNarnian: We've been attacked in the southern Hemisphere of Altair II.

- LastNarnian: Because this base had yet to settle it's roots, we are currently being over-run. the opponent has strangely advanced technology, ones that the Alliance shouldn't have. Thus, we left to seek back-up according to our pact.

- LastNarnian: Now that this has been explained, I would like to ask you. Of what proof do you have that this ship was not stolen from the UEF and is currently being posed as a 'under-cover' mission?

- LastNarnian: (Hehe, I should have written the rules before-hand. PX You can call someone up to assist you if they have the possiblity of doing so. However, if you pull someone up that can't help you in any way, then that will make you look less proffesional, thus making you more suspicous.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Okay..)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I think I understand)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look over to Maddox for assistance\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nods and walks up.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He grabs something around his neck. Wait, they still have dog-tags in this universe?\*

- LastNarnian: I think you'll find that I am Commander Maddox. The only way I could have retreaved these is if I killed Maddox, and I'm sure that the UEF can vouch for the validty of this ship. If you don't believe I'm Maddox, then you can phone the Prime Commander. I am certain that Ivan Brackman will confirm my identity.

- LastNarnian: \*Gregorvich slowly nodded.\*

- LastNarnian: You certainly have a point.

- LastNarnian: What are the names and titles of each of the living creatures upon this ship?

- LastNarnian: \*He looks to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I am Digichip, equine. Over there is Narnian, human. and Maddox, human.

- LastNarnian: And the woman? \*He nods to her.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Scarlet, hhuuman.

- LastNarnian: \*He nods. Scarlet rolls her eyes but doesn't interject.\*

- LastNarnian: Who is this Narnian?

- LastNarnian: \*Gregorvich's eyes dart towards the figure, but quickly meet yours again.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Advisor/assistant of mine. Wish to introduce yourself? \*I look over to him, grin in my eye with the comment 'Advisor/assistant of mine'\*

- LastNarnian: \*He seemed rather annoyed. He gave you a "Really?" Look, and then looked to Gregorvich.\*

- LastNarnian: I am the Last of the Illuminate tribe of the Narnians. \*He bowed.\*

- LastNarnian: (Eh, bringing back old ideas here.)

- LastNarnian: \*Gregorvich started.\*

- LastNarnian: What? I didn't know there was anyone who survived the plauge. I am sorry for the loss of your people. \*He inclined his head slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian nodded.\*

- LastNarnian: Yea, I know. Trust me, the experience wasn't one to be remembered.

- LastNarnian: (Meh, the 'driven to extinction' is kind of getting old. Should I change the story up a bit?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Up to you )

- LastNarnian: (Hm. How about we try a "Great Plauge" Broke out among Narnians, in which they died out because of lack of medical tech? It was a minor faction from a small planet, and now the planet is a memorial to their race?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sure )

- LastNarnian: (Now I'm not leaning on a styreotype. Yay for meh! ^^ )

- Teyr-Toruk: (=D )

- LastNarnian: \*He turned to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Would you answer a few questions of your race? I didn't know that there was an Equestrian devision.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*mental sigh  /here we go again/\* Sure.

- LastNarnian: Species name.

- Teyr-Toruk: Equine

- LastNarnian: Level of technology.

- Teyr-Toruk: For the general species, low.

- LastNarnian: \*He raised an eyebrow.\* And your a prodigy?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes.

- Teyr-Toruk: (I need to find a proper reason why Digi has the tech he does >.> )

- LastNarnian: (It can wait for now. I won't press. =))

- LastNarnian: \*He looks to you.\*

- LastNarnian: You are an Equine, correct?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes

- LastNarnian: Judging by the horn upon you're head, I would imagine you are not. According to the ancient beliefs of earth, you are a species called a 'unicorn'. Explain why you match the human description so well, yet you call yourself a Unicorn. I wouldn't mind an explination why you also label yourself with the human label for 'horse.'

- Teyr-Toruk: Well if you follow a diagram of evolution in some cases believes are that Unicorns are an ancestor of the traditional 'horse'. So it can be labeled as the same species. Following the diagram both Horses, Unicorns, and Pegasi can be labeled such.

- LastNarnian: \*He nodded.\* Planet?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yet to be labeled

- LastNarnian: Not from Earth?

- Teyr-Toruk: No, I'm sure the species would have been long since exterminated by humans if that were the case.

- LastNarnian: I don't deny that would happen. \*He chuckles slightly. However, his eyes immediately turn back to steel.\*

- LastNarnian: So, how can you be so like the horses of earth if you are from a seperate planet? Explain.

- Teyr-Toruk: If the planet's structure is similar the path of evolution would be too. If you take notice though I do have many differences from the human version. We just resemble each other

- LastNarnian: \*He nods slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: And the Cybran, UEF, and Illuminate are each humanoid, even though we each originate from somewhere else. Your theory is sound.

- LastNarnian: Final question.

- LastNarnian: Why so few on board of this ship? What is the prioity level of your mission?

- Teyr-Toruk: It's not so much priority, but more of not looking intimidating.

- LastNarnian: Why is that? \*He raised an eyebrow.\* Why would you need to avoid looking intimidating?

- LastNarnian: (I think I like this idea of sequences. PX How about you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: Going were we are going would certainly not look good in a big ship with weapons mounted on every location

- Teyr-Toruk: (I like it! )

- LastNarnian: \*He seemed to think about it.\* You certainly have a point there. That might invoke a battle no matter where you go.

- LastNarnian: Well, I have my information. Thank you. \*He gave a slight bow. He turned around and walked to the door, and entered his pod. His partner turned, and paused. His helmet turned to you. For a second, he just stared at you, and you stared back. However, he broke contact and re-entered the pod. It disconnected, and left back to the fleet.\*

- LastNarnian: -

- LastNarnian: (Hm... I'll have to think out the rules for this little game. I definitely think it adds an intresting twist. What do you think?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I like it, it's nice to have. but could benifit from rules)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Not many rules)

- LastNarnian: (Yea, too many rules might spoil it. XP I'm going to try and type out a few for confrontation... Hm....)

- Teyr-Toruk: Alrighty then, that was interesting

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nodded.\* Yes it was.

- LastNarnian: (Some ideas: SEQUENCE CONFRONTATION:

 Must have 3 or more endings.

 Can call a witness to help assist in the ‘battle.’ However, if this witness doesn’t have anything to say, you lose professional points.

 In a confrontation, anyone may ask a question. However, if the other posted first, you have to cut your question until you have another opportunity.

 You can’t make up evidence. If you don’t have any, then you can’t prove your point by throwing something in. Must have logical proof.

Basically Logical argument.

 Opponent can like you, but not trust you. Same goes the other way.

 If you lose the Argument, you can change the story to a depressing ending.

)

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm going to say this once.

- LastNarnian: I.

- LastNarnian: Am.

- LastNarnian: Not.

- LastNarnian: Your.

- LastNarnian: ASSISTANT.

- LastNarnian: \*He glared at you, but you saw the playful light in his eyes.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I smile at the comment\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Lie to yourself if you want to

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you hear a beeping.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian looks to you.\*

- LastNarnian: We are SO not done with this conversation. \*I growl slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox walks up to the helm.\*

- LastNarnian: Commander Maddox speaking.

- LastNarnian: \*Gregorvich's voice, different from the one before, boomed through the HD mics of the ship.\*

- LastNarnian: We have made a decision. We shall let you through and on your way to New Cathedral. However, we would like to make a propesition also. Have you connections to the UEF?

- LastNarnian: Affirmitive.

- LastNarnian: If you tell them of our plight, then we shall trade you your ship for a faster one. Seeing the model, it has the grace of a bird, but you'll never make it to the Graveyard alive.

- LastNarnian: \*There was a slight laugh.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Thoughts?

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmmm

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I continue the chain looking for Narnian's opinioni\*

- LastNarnian: He has a point. I say we trade.

- LastNarnian: \*He suddenly stops.\*

- LastNarnian: Gosh darn it, I AM your advisor!

- Teyr-Toruk: Hehhe \*I turn back to Maddox\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Sure

- LastNarnian: \*He turns back to the microphone.\*

- LastNarnian: Your offer has been accepted. We shall contact the UEF now. \*He turns to Scarlet.\* You've got a direct link to Chief. Alert him of their peril.

- LastNarnian: \*She stared at him coolly.\*

- LastNarnian: I believe that I'm your superior on this mission, Commander Maddox. You have no right to tell me what to do.

- LastNarnian: But DigiChip is. \*Narnian gave Scarlet a hard stare.\*

- LastNarnian: \*A hard smile came to her lips.\*

- LastNarnian: I don't remember seeing the document formally given, stating that he was head of the mission.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian glared at her.\*

- LastNarnian: Madam, I'd like to re-inform you that my clan is in trouble, probably being slaughtered as we speak. I'm going to be frank; I don't trust you with their safety. All I know is your name, and your status. DigiChip is someone I CAN trust. Either you obey his orders or you might find yourself marooned on some foriegn planet with very little chance of escaping. Savy? \*Narnian glared hard at her.\*

- LastNarnian: \*She stared at him for a second.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Bringing up her wrist, she clicked a button.\*

- LastNarnian: Luitenent Scarlet reporting in. The Cybran are currently fighting for control of Atair II. They have requested our service.

- LastNarnian: \*She let go, not once letting go of her gaze on Narnian.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian did like-wise.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Roll again)

- LastNarnian: I'll... Pilot us to the vehicle. \*Maddox pauses, staring at the unspoken war, and begins to pilot the ship to the fleet.\*

- LastNarnian: (Mmph. Trying to decide what to write. Completely lost. >.> Halp meh?)

- Teyr-Toruk: So....

- LastNarnian: \*The fleet grew closer.\*

- LastNarnian: What do you suppose happened to the Illuminate? \*Maddox looked to you. It was obvious that he was trying to break the tension.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I can't be sure...Narnian?

- LastNarnian: Well, judging by what I heard, I think they were ambushed by this 'Alliance' group. \*He turns away, and seems pretty calm now.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmmm

- Teyr-Toruk: Well let's get there quickly. We almost alligned?

- LastNarnian: Nearing port.

- LastNarnian: And.......

- LastNarnian: Now aligned.

- LastNarnian: \*The ships bump slightly. The doors connect.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Does this thing have an auto pilot to return to base?

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox grinned.\*

- LastNarnian: Yes. However, that is more often used for theft.

- LastNarnian: I wouldn't rely on it beyond what is needed.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- LastNarnian: \*The exit door opened, connecting the two ships. The other ship's computers lay ahead...\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alrighty. \*I stand back to let the othes through first\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox gestures for Scarlet to go in.\*

- LastNarnian: Ladies first. \*He gives a slight smile.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Scarlet sighed.\*

- LastNarnian: I've noticed that men are only gentlemen when it suits them to be.

- LastNarnian: \*She walks in.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox follows.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian Hesitates.\*

- LastNarnian: \*However, he enters.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I follow in \*

- LastNarnian: \*Inside the design took a rather intresting design. It was a very clean and organized ship, and though wires were exposed in some places, they each were thick and were perfectly aligned. The lighting was of a deep red, and there were several chairs. Over all, it almost gave a hive-like feeling. This time, strangely enough, there was exactly five chairs. Just what you needed.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmmm

- Teyr-Toruk: Anyone know how to pilot this thing? \*I say jokingly\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian laughed.\*

- LastNarnian: I certainly can try...

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: (Phoey. Had a slam for her, but it didn't work. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (aw )

- Teyr-Toruk: uhh not sure that's the bes idea

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grinned.\*

- LastNarnian: Oh come on! What's the worst that could happen?

- Teyr-Toruk: Maddox: Alot

- LastNarnian: Aw come on! I drove The dawn Treader without crashing, didn't I?

- Teyr-Toruk: This message has been removed.

- Teyr-Toruk: This message has been removed.

- Teyr-Toruk: (Would Digi have any idea about the Dawn Treader? )

- LastNarnian: (I have no idea. XD Narnian tends to keep secret about his past.... Yikes...)

- LastNarnian: (However, he would trust Digi with a few things....)

- Teyr-Toruk: Maddox: Dawn Treader?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian's face went red.\*

- LastNarnian: Erm.

- LastNarnian: Uh.

- LastNarnian: Never mind.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Maddox shrugs it off\*

- LastNarnian: Well, who drives? \*Narnian hastily changes the subject.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look for raised hands\*

- LastNarnian: \*Nobody moves for a few minutes. Finally, Scarlet sighs.\*

- LastNarnian: It seems I'm the only one here that has any knowledge in the Cybran technology. I'll drive.

- LastNarnian: \*She moved to the seat at the head. Narnian and Maddox also took a seat.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I ignore my seat and take a spot on the floor instead\*

- LastNarnian: Buckle up. This is going to be rather bumpy.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian looks back to you and grins.\*

- LastNarnian: Hasta la viesta.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*use my hoof and secure myself, Narnian notices a line drawing toward him and his secure seat\*

- LastNarnian: No! Don't you dare-

- Teyr-Toruk: \*It draws to your seatbelt buckle button\* \*I get a huge grin\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian's eyes grow wide, and his face contorts in both horror and fear.\*

- LastNarnian: Meep.

- LastNarnian: \*The ship shot at lighting speed. Narnian begins screaming. You grin.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*over his own screaming he hears what he feared. Click\*

- LastNarnian: (Your so mean XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (And it just gets better)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Apparently the lines wern't only connecting to the button but to the leaning controls of the seat, the seat pulled back into the 'lying down' position\*

- LastNarnian: (SO mean. XD That's beautiful. Kudos. However, Narnian's not through....)

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian is sent back, screaming. However, You suddenly realize that you'd made a flaw. A simple, easy flaw. You might have detected it if you'd planned it out fully, but as you'd made it up half-minute, you hadn't stopped to realize that you were in his flight path. Narnian collided skull to skull with you. It broke your concentration, and the lines faded away. You were both sent flying to the back of the ship.\*

- LastNarnian: (Mwhahaha! XP)

- LastNarnian: (Never challenge the Narrator. Nor the Narrator's persona. XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- LastNarnian: ((brb dinnas))

- LastNarnian: ((Hallo?))

- LastNarnian: ((Whoops, Sorry, I was just told that you were at finals. XP Well, Good luck! I knowz you can do et!!! ^^)

- LastNarnian: )

- LastNarnian: ((Just for youz: https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/avatar/ekopibnfangcekijenaofofgljeeommi?hl=en )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo? )

- LastNarnian: (Hey! =D

- LastNarnian: )

- LastNarnian: (Ugh, turns out I can't chat. >.> However, when I get back (Even if it's tomorrow) I'd love to hear how your finals went! ^^)

- LastNarnian: (I'm back! Just checking to see if you're online also. ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm here, are you still? )

- LastNarnian: (Not anymore. >.> I'm so sorry. Cya in the morning!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo? )

- LastNarnian: (Hey! =D How you doin'? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Good! How about you? )

- LastNarnian: (I'm great! How'd finals go?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Pretty good! )

- Teyr-Toruk: (How about for you? Are you finished? )

- LastNarnian: (Yes, but I still have a few unoffical classes. I really don't mind them, however. =3 )

- Teyr-Toruk: (=D )

- Teyr-Toruk: (So what have you been up too? (BTW you're marked as away )

- Teyr-Toruk: )

- LastNarnian: (Just the usual. However, we played capture the flag yesterday, so I'm pretty pumped. =D (Thanks for catching that! Don't remember marking myself...)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Cool! )

- LastNarnian: (((http://www.deviantart.com/art/Dr-Whooves-Custom-XBOX-ONE-Controller-452591068 This is so beautiful >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Aye 0.o )))

- LastNarnian: (((Haha, I wish they'd make one that could hook up to the computer. I'd buy one of those in a heart-beat. ....Of course, I'd need an income also to do that. XD But hey, A guy can dream...)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((One can always wish)))

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent One of them.jpg The other.png One of them.jpg \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Which of these do you like more?

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent and the last.png and the last.png \*\*\*

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent actually one more.png actually one more.png \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (I think the second one.... But that's just meh. XP )

- Teyr-Toruk: (the darkest one with the glowy lights? )

- Teyr-Toruk: ("The other" )

- LastNarnian: (I was talking about the one that is the medium, only because I can't see all of the picture in the darkest. Other than that, it's awesome! ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (That's the point in the dark ones, so what's the title of that one you are talking about? )

- LastNarnian: ("And the last".)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright, that one actually isn't my picture. I edited it but I didn't take the picture so I can't use that, I'll have to find a way to get my own )

- LastNarnian: (o.o It isn't? Aha.... Er...)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well the original is the one called "One of them" and "and the last" is after I spiffed it up a bit, just to see if my photoshop skills are doing well )

- Teyr-Toruk: ("Actually one more" and "The other" have been edited enough I can call them my own )

- LastNarnian: (Really? Wow...)

- LastNarnian: (That's quite amazing. XD Your photoshop skills seem to still be fresh!)

- LastNarnian: ((Joelle wants to give you a message. ^^))

- LastNarnian: ((She says...))

- LastNarnian: ((That you're a nerd, and she's a troll.))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Good for me! (Oh! Tell her to get on I have a conversation to have.)))

- LastNarnian: (((She says that she'll see what she can do.)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Allrighty,  take your time. I just have a question or two)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Heres the real test, give me a portal 2 imange of some sort I should spiff up, so I can't be picky and give myself an easy one. Just google one if you want, just make sure its large resolution)

- LastNarnian: (How about this one? http://img.gameshadow.com/images/portal2/images/gen/perfect10\_medium\_thumb\_w457.jpg )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well, I can do a little but that is an SFM image so it's already pretty premium )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! I'll find another one...)

- LastNarnian: (This? https://d1vr6n66ssr06c.cloudfront.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/glados\_header.jpg )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ahhh yes. this is good. You have done well...assistant >=)  )

- LastNarnian: (You evil fiend. How many times have I said it? I. Am. Not. Your. ASSISTANT! >=( )

- LastNarnian: (You know what? You can be MY assistant! I'll show you how it feels! I shall be the one mixing chemicals, traveling through time, and piloting trains, while YOU retreave me some image files of some sort!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Nah, I like being the boss. I'll go ahead and just keep you at a lower level )

- LastNarnian: ( ......Wat. Y U no let me B in Charge? 3= )

- Teyr-Toruk: (b caus i got betta grammair )

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent attempted revision on a reallly small and dark picture.png attempted revision on a reallly small and dark picture.png \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (Aw.... ((That. Was so many shades of beautiful. X3)))

- LastNarnian: (((It seems I threw out my comment too soon. THAT. Is so many shades of beautiful. X3 )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Hah, thank you )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (So what are you up to currently? )

- LastNarnian: (Not much. Just been doodling, and working. Also, got into Sonic CD. =D You?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Dat GlaDOS pick, it's tough. but I shall break into it's inner glory! )

- LastNarnian: (Yesh, you shall!!! >=D)

- LastNarnian: ((Going to da pool for exercise. Cya later!))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Cya ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (WB )

- Teyr-Toruk: (If you are in fact, back..... )

- LastNarnian: (Well, I am, but I'm not. XD On to scouts next. After that, I should be done....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (And how long is that? )

- LastNarnian: (Two hours. XD/DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright, hopefully I'll still be here )

- LastNarnian: (Yea... Mutual, right?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Mmmhm )

- LastNarnian: (Yea, hopefully so. >.> )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Please tell me you're able to communicate with me today )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (No? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Fain )

- LastNarnian: (Hallo?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (HAI! )

- LastNarnian: (Hey! =D How are you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Great! How about you? )

- LastNarnian: (Grand. ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (=D )

- Teyr-Toruk: (What have you been up too? )

- LastNarnian: (Bought Fire Emblem Awakening! Besides that, not much. Just life.)

- Teyr-Toruk: ( Fire Emblem Awakening? )

- LastNarnian: (Eeyup! Stradegy-based game.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Cool! From what amazon is giving me it certainly doesn't look cheap )

- LastNarnian: (Eh, fourty bucks or so. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Exactly )

- Teyr-Toruk: (So what are you up to? )

- LastNarnian: (Mmm, not much really. You?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Thinking about getting the Bioshock bundle )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Wanna do somethin'? )

- LastNarnian: (Sure! =D What should we do?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well, RP or a game. That's about it. It will tree branch out if we choose game )0

- LastNarnian: (Well, I'm happy either way. You wanna decide? =3)

- Teyr-Toruk: (>.> )

- Teyr-Toruk: (In that case, its been so long we should RP. )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! ....Where were we? XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I havn't a clue >.> )

- Teyr-Toruk: - LastNarnian:

<<< \*Narnian is sent back, screaming. However, You suddenly realize that you'd made a flaw. A simple, easy flaw. You might have detected it if you'd planned it out fully, but as you'd made it up half-minute, you hadn't stopped to realize that you were in his flight path. Narnian collided skull to skull with you. It broke your concentration, and the lines faded away. You were both sent flying to the back of the ship.\*

- LastNarnian: (Ah yes... XD Your roll.)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*After a moment we both find ourselves pinned to the back of the ship\* ...goodness you're heavy

- LastNarnian: Yea, G-force has a tendency to do that to ya.

- Teyr-Toruk: ...No. It's just you \*I say in a strained voice as I attempt to peel myself from the back \*

- LastNarnian: \*I chuckle softly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*I do the same, but both of our efforts are futile.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (If we arn't the only ones I'd think someone to comment something XD, take control )

- LastNarnian: (XD Alrighty!)

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, we find ourselves flying towards the front of the ship. The vehicle has stopped...\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I just sit there for a moment, stunned \*

- Teyr-Toruk: Taht was unexpect ed....

- LastNarnian: \*You look over, and find Narnian not moving at all. A pool of blood creeps out from beneath his head....\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I rush over and pull him up to inspect the injury \*

- LastNarnian: \*He lay completely still. As you flipped him over, you saw the blood trickling from his nose. As you saw the broken nose, you couldn't help but sigh in relief. Suddenly, you jumped. You'd studdied humans, so you knew something of their faults. What if the nose was actually jammed up into his brain?\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I get an angle from the side to see if it is likely that it was jammed that badly, and in the meantime yell out asking if we have any medical equipment\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox looks back, and jumps. He imediately starts looking for something useful. Scarlet keeps piloting the plane, almost heedless of the emergency. But wasn't that the pilot's job? Stay focused? While measuring, all these thoughts occured to you. Finally, you concluded your research. The probability wasn't extremely likely, but neither was it impossible enough to brush aside...\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I prop him up on a wall in a way to make sure no blood got into his respiratory system and try to find search in my bag for the jar of healing liquid magic which just happened to be missing from the bag this time. "So glad I let them pack it" I think sarcasticly \*

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- Teyr-Toruk: (Please refer back to my previous statement XP )

- LastNarnian: (Ah! XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sorry, I guess I just didn't make it super obvious )

- LastNarnian: (Tis fine! ^^ I just wasn't looking in the right places. XP)

- LastNarnian: Found it! \*You hear Maddox shout. You turn to see him, and he runs towards you brandishing a weird object. It has a needle, and a cartrage of some sort.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: The heck is that?

- LastNarnian: A Cybran healing agent. It injects the user with nano-bots to fix injuries. Don't ask me how I know. Just inject him! \*He throws it to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I seem a little suprised by the idea \* Uh, \*I look to the needle and to Narnian \*

- Teyr-Toruk: Just inject?

- LastNarnian: Quickly!

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I quickly just jab it into his arm because of the apparent urgency\*

- LastNarnian: \*The needle quickly sinks into the skin. Nothing seems to happen.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Might we try out some steam action? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Just need to make sure we remind each other so save the text )

- Teyr-Toruk: Randír: (Alrighty!)

Teyr-Toruk: \*I sit in expectant wait for it to start working \*

Randír: \*Nothing happens, just a steady stream of blood from Narnian's nose.\*

Teyr-Toruk: Maddox?

Randír: Give it time....

Randír: It'll work. It'll work....

Teyr-Toruk: \*I wait, time slowing so much because of the stress \*

Randír is now Online.

Teyr-Toruk: (WB

Randír: (Thanks! We tripped the internet. XP)

Randír is now Online.

Randír: \*Suddenly, Narnian shuddered. His hand twitched again, and he shifted his position. The blood on is nose began to clot unbelievably fast, and formed a scab. Your quick eyes noticed that every few millicentemeters, there was a speck of bright blue. Narnian's eyes fluttered, and they opened half-conciously.\*

Randír is now Online.

Teyr-Toruk: Knock knock? You there?

Randír is now playing Team Fortress 2. Click here to join.

Randír: \*He grinned slightly.\*

Randír: \*His hand came up, slightly twitching. It gently touched you on the nose.\*

Randír: Boop.

Teyr-Toruk: \*-\_- espression, then after a moment I chuckle \*

Randír: I have no idea what happened. \*He grinned gently, but grimaced suddenly.\*

Randír is now Online.

Teyr-Toruk: I hardly do myself, you ok?

Randír is now Online.

Randír: I... have no idea. \*He wiped his nose.\*'

Teyr-Toruk: \*I look over to madox\* Is he ok?

Randír: I'd imagine so. \*Maddox rubbed his chin thoughtfully.\* He broke his nose. The nanobots were meant to fix more than that, so they're probably floating in his bloodstream, making a mess. A lot of energy must be going in to clean it up...

Randír: \*Narnian nodded vaguely.\*

Randír: Explains the sudden exaugstion....

Randír is now Away.

Teyr-Toruk: Ay

Teyr-Toruk: Aye\*

- LastNarnian: (Thanks! ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Np )

- Teyr-Toruk: Aye

- LastNarnian: Huh. Are we there yet? \*Narnian looks up to Scarlet, who looks through the glass stone-eyed.\*

- LastNarnian: Yes.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian seems surprised.\*

- LastNarnian: Really?

- Teyr-Toruk: I believe it was our stop that, well put you outa it \*While saying this I test for concussion by pupil resizing test, but realize the nanobots woulda fixed this and stop halfway through \*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian looked at you and grinned.\*

- LastNarnian: Sorry, my logic factor doesn't really work when my nose is screaming bloody murder. \*He grins.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod\* understandable

- LastNarnian: So, should we take a look around? \*I grin slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look to the others to see what they think \*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox seems to consider. Scarlet stares ahead. Slowly, both nod.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Looking back to Narnian\* I suppose

- LastNarnian: \*He grins.\*

- LastNarnian: Then let's go!

- LastNarnian: \*He attempts to get up, but falters slightly. He gets up fully and grins.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Nyallrighty then

- Teyr-Toruk: Lessa go!

- LastNarnian: \*He walks towards the door and opens it.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Are we landed on the planet? )

- LastNarnian: (Yush....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Just a had to make sure that he wasn't going to get sucked into nothingness XP )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I step over to the door area to see out \*

- LastNarnian: \*The entire area gave you a sudden un-nerving feeling down your spine. It was.... empty. That was the only way to describe it. Whole buildings where civilazation once touched lay empty. The metal ground was rusted. A few skeletons littered the floor. No wonder that they called this a graveyard....

- LastNarnian:  \*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*My ears flop back in suprise of this and I remain silent \*

- LastNarnian: \*As Narnian walks out, he stops in surprise. His eyes wide, he surveys the scene. He began to walk towards one of the buildings, and stopped.\*

- LastNarnian: Maddox...

- LastNarnian: What happened here?

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox walked out, solemn as a monk in a church meeting.\*

- LastNarnian: Were you here for "The Revolution?"

- LastNarnian: (Argh, why do I do this to myself >.> Decisions, Decisions)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hmm )

- LastNarnian: Well, Erm. Which war was that?

- LastNarnian: Never mind, that's too recent. \*Maddox shook his head.\*

- LastNarnian:  Anyway, in that war, a UEF offical bombed New Cathedral, killing hundreds of innocents.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian put his hands to his mouth.\*

- LastNarnian: I was there, and took the rouge man out. However, I wasn't able to stop him from nuking this entire site.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I keep quiet with the sad news \*

- LastNarnian: We've sent out an agent to wear down the radiation, and it should be finished, but that doesn't change what happened here. The Illuminate refused to move back in, believing that it should be a burial site, and that the dead should be respected.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stared at him blindly.\*

- LastNarnian: Erm.

- LastNarnian: Maddox?

- LastNarnian: I can't help but notice our ship is... Well...

- LastNarnian: Leaving without us.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn around to see what he meant \*

- LastNarnian: \*The cybran ship was taking flight.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: What the?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*After taking a moment to realize what was going on and formulate an idea, I an attemp to save it I get a line crawling which quickly starts wireframing a black pillar climbing towards the ship to try and weld itself to it\*

- LastNarnian: \*The Cybran ship lifts, and the engines hit. Just before you touched it, and stopped it, the Cybran ship enters warp space and leaves. You stare after it blindly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*As I watch it leave the tower stops, and shrivels then disentagrates into dust\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Whah

- LastNarnian: Just.

- LastNarnian: Happened. \*Maddox finished.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian's fist clenched.\*

- LastNarnian: Scarlet.

- Teyr-Toruk: Would she?

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox's jaw muscles worked.\*

- LastNarnian: She would if Chief told her too. And, you know what? He was in her ear the whole time.

- LastNarnian: I should have seen it. There was no way he would have helped us. He'd do anything to get rid of the competition...

- Teyr-Toruk: Is the political issue really that severe?

- LastNarnian: No, but when you have someone as loved as Chief, and as corrupt, you have a tendency to find trouble.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian growled.\*

- LastNarnian: This stinks of when the last time I was here. People like Chief really chap my hide...

- Teyr-Toruk: goodness

- Teyr-Toruk: So....um. What now?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian groaned.\*

- LastNarnian: That's a question I can only wish to answer.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look around the environment for something to help us \*

- LastNarnian: \*The buildings are the only whole object, and even some of those are broken.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian sighed.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He sat down.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm sorry for getting you into this, Digi. It was incredibly selfish of me to endanger the entire universe to save a couple of friends.

- Teyr-Toruk: No, it makes good sense.

- Teyr-Toruk: I'd be in the wrong to not join in

- LastNarnian: Yes, but we wouldn't be here if I hadn't decided to stick my nose where it didn't belong.

- Teyr-Toruk: Are you sure it didn't belong?

- LastNarnian: Yea, it doesn't. No matter how much I think it, I can't change that. I'm a stranger to this world. And yet... Still I continue to pretend. \*He sighed.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look over to Maddox \*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox seemed concerned.\*

- LastNarnian: I know it's probably not my place to say this...

- LastNarnian: I don't attest for these worlds, nor even this dimension.

- LastNarnian: However, I say you belong just fine. \*He smiles slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I smile, and look back to Narnian\*

- LastNarnian: \*He grins, but turns away.\*

- LastNarnian: \*His head pops up.\*

- LastNarnian: Did you hear that?

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh

- LastNarnian: \*A sudden ripple of power surged through the area. It pierced through you, and you fell to your knees.\*

- LastNarnian: \*A horn blows in the distance.\*

- LastNarnian: There! There it is! Did you hear that?

- Teyr-Toruk: I did that time. What is it?  \*Maddox replies \*

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: I know that beautiful sound anywhere! Oh, thank heaven it sounds! Hark, it winds again!

- LastNarnian: \*You felt a sudden tug from something deep inside. It was ridiculously painful.\*

- LastNarnian: (Sorry PX Need to slow down.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (It's ok, though you really should XP )

- Teyr-Toruk: Well I dont know what it is, but I really would like to...

- LastNarnian: \*You felt another tug. The horn sounded again, it's clear, beautifully mournful sound hitting deep into your soul.\*

- LastNarnian: Do you feel it? It's pleading for us! The magic of that great, musical horn of the great Queen Susan lays dormant no longer. Are you ready to answer the call?

- Teyr-Toruk: The Horn of Queen Susan?

- Teyr-Toruk: (Awww yis )

- LastNarnian: The one and only! \*You felt another painful tug.\*

- LastNarnian: The Horn of Queen Susan is one of the items of the Great Kings and Queens of Narnia. It is said that if you sound it, that help will find you no matter where you are. It originally brought back the five royals to Narnia after a hundred years, but now it brings us to save a friend. \*Narnian grinned.\* I missed that smell. That old, Narnian smell. So distinct, so subtle, but so unique.

- LastNarnian: \*There was another pull. This one was bigger, and more powerful.\*

- LastNarnian: Brace yourselves!

- LastNarnian: \*There was no warning for what happened. There was one last pull, and everything vanished. Suddenly, you sat face first on a hard, metalic floor. There was complete silence all around.\*

- LastNarnian: (Ah... Narnia. It feels good to write about my homeland... =3 )

- Teyr-Toruk: (=D )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I remove my face from the floor and look around \*

- LastNarnian: \*You pryed your face from off of the floor, and looked up. Several humans looked at you stunned. They had indian-like markings, and seemed rather normal. However, there was one who stood out before the group of supposed 'friends.' She was a powerful figure, standing with authority before her. She had long, black hair and a pixie nose. Some light freckles dusted her cheeks and her nose, and her teeth were perfectly straight. She stood in a green officer's suit, /Similar to Maddox's but with a bit of variation/ with a holster at her side. She smiled to Narnian, and there seemed to be some type of relief in her hazel eyes.\*

- LastNarnian: Nice to see you again, Captain.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grinned.\*

- LastNarnian: It's been a while, Crocodile.

- LastNarnian: \*The women's eyes shifted to you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Her eyebrows creased, and she gave a curious frown.\*

- LastNarnian: \*A Illuminate suddenly caught your attention with his voice. You turned, and saw a man with red cheeks and a thick build.\*

- LastNarnian: This is Black Magic!

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian laughed, and turned to him.\*

- LastNarnian: Get rid of the 'black' and you got it! It's magic! Haha! \*He grinned happily.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, it appears that we've shocked the entire room. \*Maddox grinned.\* A good day? \*He looked to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm? \*I say, a litlte confused by the events and wondering what just happened\*

- LastNarnian: \*The same man jumped back.\*

- LastNarnian: The demon speaks!

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I chuckle as I realize\* I can do more than speak

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly Narnian jumps towards the man.\*

- LastNarnian: That was incredibly rude! I demand you apologize to DigiChip Imediately!

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stared the man in the face. Their noses nearly touched. The man stared at him, and, evidently, saw something in his eye. It wasn't worth challenging him...\*

- LastNarnian: I... Apologize for my outburst, DigiChip. I have never seen, nor heard of your species whatsoever, and having you appear out of nowhere seems awful suspicious.

- Teyr-Toruk: It's fine.

- LastNarnian: \*He nods, and steps back. Narnian's eyes cleared, and he grinned.\*

- LastNarnian: Now, was that so hard?

- LastNarnian: \*The women walked towards Narnian and put her hand to his shoulder. Narnian turned around, and grinned to her.\*

- LastNarnian: Has it really been that long?

- LastNarnian: (And then they kiss. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (0.o )

- LastNarnian: (Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-no. No romance. This is a brother-sister relationship. Just thought I should let you know. XD)

- LastNarnian: Only three years or so. \*She gave a slight smile.\*

- LastNarnian: Wha? Three years? Woah, how time flies.... \*He laughs.\*

- LastNarnian: Alright, it's time to get to business. What happened this time? \*He suddenly turned serious.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The women nodded towards you and Maddox.\*

- LastNarnian: You haven't introduced us to your friends yet.

- LastNarnian: Ah! Pardon me for leaving you guys hanging. \*He turns back and gives an apologetic look. He looks to the audience.\* Court of Illuminate-people-group-thingy, these are my friends Commander Dominic Maddox, and DigiChip.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod to some of them as my name is said\*

- LastNarnian: \*Most of them stare at you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*However, the women nodded polietly.\*

- LastNarnian: I am Sergant Raven, also known as "Shadow-strike". I am an old friend of the LastNarnian.

- LastNarnian: \*Dominic nodded back to her also.\*

- LastNarnian: I am Dominic Maddox, UEF Commander.

- LastNarnian: \*She started.\*

- LastNarnian: Then perhaps you can explain why the UEF haven't responded to any of our pleas for assistance upon the battlefield.

- LastNarnian: \*Dominic inhaled sharply.\*

- LastNarnian: We have not recieved any requests. We only knew that the Illuminate went silent, perhaps even staying neutral in this war.

- LastNarnian: \*Raven stared at him.\*

- LastNarnian: That is not the case.

- LastNarnian: \*There was silence in the room.\*

- LastNarnian: (Well... So much for them working for the bad guy.... XD)

- LastNarnian: ((Wow. 0.o It's twelve at your place. You need some sleep?))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Probably XP )

- LastNarnian: ((XD You going too?))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((mmmmmno. However I will be under radio silence for the next few minutes. brb )))

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! ^^)

- LastNarnian: (Argh, g2g. Good night!!! ^^ )

- LastNarnian: (Alright, Teyr, I'm afraid I have to send this message whether your online or not. I'm in need of going to the Ice rink.

As you probably already know, It's Joelle's birthday today. I have a plan today, but it may or may not work out depending if all the factors work in our favor. Either way, I want to throw her a party online. However, this won't turn out right if I do this alone. I'm sloppy, unorganized, and give a horrible delivery. This will seem like a second rate idea if I'm the only one organizing it. At the moment, we'd have it somewhere in the afternoon. Joelle's got a friend that lives far away coming over, so we'd have to have it earlier then we normally would.

If you'd like to help me, here's a few things you can do:

A. Draw a birthday picture for Joelle.

B. Get everything you have to do done ASAP.

C. Find a game we each have that would be fun.

D. Prepare yourself with popcorn, a drink, or something else you might want to have during a group battle.

If you think this is a bad idea, please let me know! I REALLY won't hold it against you. In fact, I may thank you for saving my hide from deep embarressment. XP )

- Teyr-Toruk: (You back? I'm here now )

- Teyr-Toruk: (It seems not quite yet, I'll get working on the card )

- LastNarnian: (I am back now! ^^ You still there?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yup! )

- LastNarnian: (Hey! How you doing? =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm good, how about you? )

- LastNarnian: (Sore. >.> Other than that, I'm great. =) )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Awesome! What are you sore from? The ice? )

- LastNarnian: ( Yep! But not just that. I took Tae Kwan do (Whatever XP) a few days ago, and then did back-to-back swimming, so my shoulders and sides are screaming at me. XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*wistles \*

- LastNarnian: (\*Bows, but flinches as back hurts.\* Yea....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (So when are we doing this party thing? )

- LastNarnian: (\*Intense face\* Soon..... \*Looks at fourth wall\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (....could you be more specific? XP )

- LastNarnian: (Haha, Sorry 'bout dat. XP Well, Mah Mom's taking Joelle out to lunch, so we may have some slight difficulty. That is, after Jenna's swimming lessons. (In other words, I could have planned this a bit more effectively. o.o) So, My guess is roughly an hour and a half. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (And how long will we have? )

- LastNarnian: (I.... Have no idea. XP I didn't plan that far quite yet. Maybe an hour. or two. or threeeeeeeeeee?)

- LastNarnian: ((As long as Joelle's willing to go, basically.))

- LastNarnian: (((I don't believe I mentioned this, but It's a surprise party. Should I change that?)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Well, how are you planning on getting her on and suprising her? )

- LastNarnian: (((Hehe, you got a point there XP)))

- LastNarnian: (((Shall I go request her prescense later? )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Sure, however it will be painfully obvious that her prescense is for birthday based reasons )))

- LastNarnian: (((Ahaha, yea... Maybe later when we have everything worked out?)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Sure, we'll figure it out later )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((So what game are we going to do? )))

- LastNarnian: ((((Good question. >.> I might be able to spend a few bucks to buy her something cheap, but I can't think of anything. Hold on, let me get on steam....)))

- LastNarnian: (((((Oh. We can't buy her a game. She has no room. DX)))))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((((((>.> )))))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Back down to one ( please. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- LastNarnian: (XD I agree.)

- LastNarnian: (Slender?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Not multiplayer, but she does like it. However if this is being done in the afternoon with something like that it wont be as fun because the room I'm in is full of people and they would be very intrigued with it, but that only affects me, other than the mic spam )

- LastNarnian: (You do have a point. I know I'd crowd you. XP I tend to migrate. Any other suggestions? SC2, Perhaps?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (She doesn't enjoy it a ton, however it is the most mutual game )

- LastNarnian: (Hm... Hidden?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Bingo )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! Hidden it is! And if she doesn't feel like shootin' some invisible creatures, then we'll let her pick what she's feeling. =3 )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yah! )

- LastNarnian: (Well, we've got that figured out! =D Now, for the troublesome question of snacks....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (As many as you can get! )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I've got meh nuttella )

- LastNarnian: (Jealousy... D= I'll find us something to eat.)

- LastNarnian: (Later, that is. I'm workin' on math. XD )

- Teyr-Toruk: (What happened to done with school? )

- LastNarnian: (Haha, yea... Like I said earlier, I have a few stragglers. Math really is the only school I'm truly working on. The rest is more pleasure, but needed to do. Oh, and the pre-reqs. Still have three more Merit badges days to go... \*Begins to laugh.\* \*Laughing quickly turns to crying.\* \*Falls on knees and wails to the world\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ah... )

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*pats you on the back\* It'll all be ok... )

- LastNarnian: (\*Sniffs\* Really?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (No, not really... )

- LastNarnian: (\*Nods head\* Good to know. I'll put that on your gravestone. "This was Elvis Presley." And when someone attempts to grave rob you they'll find on your tomb it says "No, not really....")

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*Nods\* Not a bad idea... )

- Teyr-Toruk: ((This is only a fun photoshop, I'll have something better ))

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent Last year.png Last year.png \*\*\*

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent This year.png This year.png \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (\*Jaw drops\* \*Silence\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Creepy ain't it? )

- Teyr-Toruk: ((What is Joelle into right now? ))

- LastNarnian: ((AAAAADVENTURE TIME! ...The artstyle, anyway. I don't really know if that's a fact. Don't quote me on et....))

- LastNarnian: (Aya ya.....)

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Nyallright ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((I found out something rather disapointing )))

- LastNarnian: (((?)))

- LastNarnian: ((((Here we go again XD))))

- LastNarnian: ((((PARANTHASES!!!!))))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((((I know XD I'm such a hypocrate ))))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((I found out my monitor wasn't on standard mode when I was photoshoping all those picutre so they were all undersaturated. So what I made look so good wasn't really that good at all )))

- LastNarnian: ((((D= That's awful!!))))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((((So sorry about those pictures I did and them not looking all too good ))))

- LastNarnian: (((((Tis fine!!! I really thought you did brilliant anyway. =) )))))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Back to one (...\*phew\* )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright, so what's next on the list? )

- LastNarnian: (School or work. You done?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm done done, now I'm working on \*looks left, then right, leans in and wispers\* a card with Chelsy on it )

- LastNarnian: (O.O That is so many shades of perfect. I was going to do a pony version of you, me, and Joe in the form of a photograph saying "Thanks for the Memories!")

- LastNarnian: (Or something like that. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Cool! )

- LastNarnian: (Thanks! ^^ )

- LastNarnian: (Any critizims? (I suck at spelling XD) )

- Teyr-Toruk: (mmm, No )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! ^^ )

- LastNarnian: ((GAHHHHHHH))

- LastNarnian: ((JUST REALIZED I PROMISED TO MAKE SOMEONE A BIRTHDAY CARD. NEVER GOT TO IT. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I'M SUCH A COTTON HEAAAAAAAAAAAAD!)

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Whu-oh....Who to? )

- LastNarnian: ((A friend of Jason's named "DrawingPrincess." Internet. Mormon. DX I suck. )

- LastNarnian: ((Well, Never promised, but I said, and on the internet you're supposed to do what you said. I suck. Majorly.

- LastNarnian: ))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Darn...Is this still upcoming or did you miss it? )

- LastNarnian: ((Haha... I missed it. ENTIRELY. Like, by a month. I wanted to make her one, but life got difficult. DX ))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Hmmm. Well, it's a little far but you could borrow a font and stamp "BELATED" on it XP ))

- LastNarnian: ((Haha.... Yea, that might work. ....\*Face-floor.\* It slipped my mind completely. I just can't believe how clean that cut in my memory was.))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Happens to everyone, especially me ))

- LastNarnian: ((Well, yea, everyone does forget stuff. (If your having trouble with memory, start memorizing things. stimulates the brain, and lengthens memory) but usually I feel that I'm forgetting something. I didn't remember that until I realized I was drawing a card for Joelle. XD ))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Hmm ))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Well, just something more to work on ))

- LastNarnian: ((Aya ya... DX))

- LastNarnian: (((>.> Humans. Ugh.)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Hah )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Wait, I thought you were drawing ponies? ))

- LastNarnian: (Well, I was, but I changed mah mind. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ah

- LastNarnian: (((Someone slap me >.> I forgot to draw Jason one for his B-day too.)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Oh boy... Now this is getting to be an issue. )))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((((You asked for it...\*steps on your foot\*))))

- LastNarnian: ((((Serves me right. And you know what? If forgot one for you too. ;-; I just can't take this. I'm not cut out for this artist job.))))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((((Your very well cut for the artist job, you just really need to write down a to do list ))))

- LastNarnian: (((( Immensly so. ;-; \*Sigh\* Maybe I should just stick to writing.))))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((((\*Ahem\* I QUOTE "You're very well cut for the artist job" WHAT DON'T YOU GET ABOUT "Well cut"!!?? ))))

- LastNarnian: ((((( Haha, no. XP Usually I try not to depricate my own skills, but this is just pathetic. What's worse? I know I could do better. )))))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((((Oi, stop it. Your deteriation of mental state and ability is because of the way you talk about yourself )))))

- LastNarnian: (((((Mmph. Really? ))))))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((((Basically )))))

- LastNarnian: (Let's default XP) Huh. Never thought about it that way before...)

- LastNarnian: (Humans. ;-; )

- LastNarnian: ((Ugh, maybe I should just cut the card. >.> )

- LastNarnian: (I'll go check for snacks. Maybe I'll feel more 'artsy' when I get back. cya in a few!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Cya )

- LastNarnian: (I'ma back! Low on snacks, however. DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hmmm, drinks? )

- LastNarnian: (We may have a soda or too, but that's it. May have to stick with tea. (Mmph. I don't like how long Joelle's been gone.))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((She has been gone long))

- LastNarnian: ((Yea... (Hang it all, going physical)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Ouch, having a tough time eh? )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((I knew you were having troubles but not to that extent. Maybe you should go back to ponies? )))

- LastNarnian: (((Well, I could, but we haven't been ponies for these (Fifteen?) Years. XP However... Maybe I should, as it seems I can't handle these blasted humans.)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Humans I can't even fathom being able to do, so idk, whatever you think )))

- LastNarnian: (((I'll go pony! ....Note to self: Learn human first, then pony.)))

- LastNarnian: (((\*Stares at note ironically.\*)))

- LastNarnian: (((\*Crumples it up and throws it in the fire\*)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Done with outline! Now for color! )

- LastNarnian: (That's great!! =D Keep workin'!)

- LastNarnian: ( http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/289/f/8/crazy\_twilight\_sparkle\_by\_brianc1006-d4d26pi.png   This is kinda how I'm feeling right now. XP CLoCk iS tIcKInG! )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hah )

- LastNarnian: ((BBBBZT))

- LastNarnian: ((WINDOWS SHUTTING DOWN....))

- LastNarnian: ((YOUR JARED HAS REACHED A CRITICAL LEVEL. A CIRCUIT IN HIS BRAIN HAS BROKEN. PRESS KEY - TO END HIM AND HIS MISERY. PRESS KEY - TO REVIVE HIM AND GET HIM BACK TO WORK. PRESS KEY - TO LEAVE HIM BE.))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((\*Australian\* Gah I'm sorry mate. \*Reaches down and presses - ))

- LastNarnian: (RESTARTING WINDOWS... \*I jump back from my seat.\* YOUR JARED HAS SUCCESSFULLY REVIVED. )

- LastNarnian: ((How's your drawing going? I believe I interrupted you rather rudely. ^^'))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((It's goin' well. And your ok, or are you? You don't seem too hot ))

- LastNarnian: ((I'm about to 'ice' myself. >.>))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Hmm, what kind of issues are you having? ))

- LastNarnian: (Front view. I Just-. I Just-. I just don't draw front view. >.> )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ah yes, well. You could do us all standing superhero style where it's profile/mostly profile )

- LastNarnian: (That's an Idea that would fix da problem. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I feel bad that you're having so many problems and I'm just chugging along )

- LastNarnian: (You should. Bad llama. Bad. \*Throws hairbrush at you.\* )

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: ((I'm really sorry for all my complaining. I really should be suffering in silence. DX )

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Nono, it's good. It's good to ))

- LastNarnian: (Well, Mom's back. Shall I go check if Joelle's too? ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sure )

- LastNarnian: (Well, she's back. I heard her. XD Is it time to ask? To jump the surprise?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well, what do you think? I'm just about finishing my card )

- LastNarnian: (I'll present mine later. We'll do it after your done. ^^)

- LastNarnian: ( Can I use this as the basic idea for Digi's hair? http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/247/e/f/digichip\_\_digitalized\_\_by\_navifan22-d6l18rg.png )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yeah )

- LastNarnian: ((This is the way to keep one's sanity https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2eM58x73k\_E )

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Haha, yes. ))

- LastNarnian: ((HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I DREW DIGI!!! MWHAHAHAHAHAHA I DID IT I DID IT I GOT ONE DONE!!!))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Yay! ))

- LastNarnian: (I hope you can tell I'm eccstatic. CX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I can )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Finished! )

- LastNarnian: ( =D Shall I tell Joelle that "Joesph requests her on skype?")

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well how do we want to do this whole party thing? )

- LastNarnian: (What do you mean?)

- LastNarnian: (I was thinkin' group call.....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Mmmhm, and do we want to present the cards at the same time? )

- LastNarnian: (You can present yours. I haven't finished mine. >.> )

- Teyr-Toruk: (How long will it take for you to finish about? )

- LastNarnian: (An hour. Or two.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (hmmm, and when are we doing the game and stuff? )

- LastNarnian: (Well, it's probably now or never.)

- LastNarnian: (Joelle has the friend comin', remember?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Aye )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well, so much for clean execution. Now or never )

- LastNarnian: (Ahaha... Yea... However, she's a public school attendee, so we may still have time.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well, you just do this how you want. I really don't have a clue what's goin on )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! Telling Joelle.... Now.)

- LastNarnian: (She's online! Now's our chance! >=3 )

- Teyr-Toruk: (=D )

- Teyr-Toruk: (She don't seem to be doin' well. )

- LastNarnian: (She's not. >.> She said herself at ice skating; She wasn't looking forward to her b-day.)

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent PRACTICE Birthday card.sai \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (How's it lookin' so far?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Awesome! )

- LastNarnian: (Is the artstyle switch noticable? >.> )

- Teyr-Toruk: (A litle, not a ton )

- Teyr-Toruk: (So what is the plan ? )

- LastNarnian: Well, we ask her to play. Say that we'll be playing Hidden (Or a game of her choice) Or maybe even just chatting online for fun. You don't even need to include me if you think that'll detract. Just say that you wanna have some fun playing with her. =)

- Teyr-Toruk: (You need to be a part of this )

- LastNarnian: (Haha, I'm glad you think so! ^^ So, How about you invite her to a group chat with you and me?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm unsure how to do that, you'll need to )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty~!)

- LastNarnian: (Now?)

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent PRACTICE Birthday card.sai \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (Does she look good?)

- Teyr-Toruk: Yah!

- LastNarnian: Yay! =D

- LastNarnian: Hm. Shall we jump da question?

- Teyr-Toruk: Joelle is getting into this, less wait

- LastNarnian: Alrighty!

- LastNarnian: I think we lost her. >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: Then let's ask

- LastNarnian: You should ask. She's more likely to listen to you then to meh >.>

- LastNarnian: Yep. We lost her. >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: >.>

- Teyr-Toruk:  You still working on that card?

- LastNarnian: Nope. Gave up. XD/DX

- Teyr-Toruk: >.>

- LastNarnian: Did you show her yours?

- Teyr-Toruk: Mmmhm

- LastNarnian: =D Can I ez see et?

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent Joelle's Birthday Card.png Joelle's Birthday Card.png \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: =D Ez beautiful!!!

- Teyr-Toruk: =D

- Teyr-Toruk: So...Now what

- LastNarnian: No idea. XD

- LastNarnian: We can continue the orignal idea...

- Teyr-Toruk: Original idea?

- LastNarnian: Have a group game. Without Joelle. ;-;

- LastNarnian: Or, of course, we can RP.

- LastNarnian: Or we can do....

- LastNarnian: Nocink....

- Teyr-Toruk: Nahwha?

- LastNarnian: Strange idea, is it not?

- Teyr-Toruk: Wha is it?

- LastNarnian: Nothin'. XP

- Teyr-Toruk: We shall make it something

- LastNarnian: Alrighty! ...What should we make it?

- Teyr-Toruk: ikd

- Teyr-Toruk: idk\*

- LastNarnian: I have no idea either. XD

- Teyr-Toruk: How about we just play a game

- LastNarnian: Sure! Which game?

- LastNarnian: XD

- Teyr-Toruk: idk

- Teyr-Toruk: What do you want to?

- LastNarnian: Hm....

- LastNarnian: No idea.

- LastNarnian: TF2?

- Teyr-Toruk: Sure

- Teyr-Toruk: Call

- Teyr-Toruk: ?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes no maybe so?

- LastNarnian: Sorry, was in game. XD

- \*\*\* Call from LastNarnian, duration 1:23:00. \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Yello?

- LastNarnian: Hey! How are you?

- Teyr-Toruk: I'm good, how bout you?

- LastNarnian: I'm quite well. =)

- Teyr-Toruk: What have you been up to?

- LastNarnian: Eh, not much. >.> You?

- Teyr-Toruk: Prepping us for camping

- Teyr-Toruk: That's about it

- LastNarnian: That's nice!!! =D (Have some awesomeness: http://grievousfan.deviantart.com/art/Pinkie-moth-noises-454376277 )

- LastNarnian: Our camping was canceled due to the fires in San Diego. >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: D=

- Teyr-Toruk: Fires?

- LastNarnian: Eeyup. Eight, I believe.

- Teyr-Toruk: Woah

- Teyr-Toruk: Is that why you havn't been getting on?

- Teyr-Toruk: I know you're a distance from them but they could effect internet and power supply

- LastNarnian: No, not really. I've just been REALLY lazy. PX

- LastNarnian: And busy, of course.

- LastNarnian: However, that would be a logical reason. I almost wish that it was true. Then I'd have a legitimate excuse. XP

- Teyr-Toruk: X{

- Teyr-Toruk: XP\*

- Teyr-Toruk: So what has been accomplished in the last few days

- LastNarnian: Getting farther with the card... =3 Other than that, I got Joelle Addicted to Fire emblem. XP

- Teyr-Toruk: Hah

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright well it seems we are about ready to roll out

- Teyr-Toruk: Cya

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo? )

- LastNarnian: (Hey!! =D How are you?)(

- Teyr-Toruk: (Good!! How about you? )

- LastNarnian: (The fan gazems are over. >.> )

- LastNarnian: (So, I'm alive. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (("Tell Jared to tell Jess that I am getting quite lonely" -RA ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ah yes. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (What are you up too? )

- LastNarnian: (About to tackle school. This is going to be an intresting day. >.> You?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Same )

- LastNarnian: (Ouch... DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (So, it has been ages)

- Teyr-Toruk: (AGES)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Since we have done RP )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Would it be too much of a criple for you )

- Teyr-Toruk: (? )

- LastNarnian: (NOOOOOPE!!! I'lla doo et for az long az I ken. XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (=D )

- LastNarnian: (....Where were we? XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I havn't the darndest clue )

- LastNarnian: (....This may take a while.....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Haha! I have found it! )

- Teyr-Toruk: - LastNarnian:

<<< Then perhaps you can explain why the UEF haven't responded to any of our pleas for assistance upon the battlefield.

\*Dominic inhaled sharply.\*

We have not recieved any requests. We only knew that the Illuminate went silent, perhaps even staying neutral in this war.

\*Raven stared at him.\*

That is not the case.

\*There was silence in the room.\*

- LastNarnian: (You found it first.... >.> You always find it first..... XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm just that good XP )

- LastNarnian: (XD)

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox blinked several times.\*

- LastNarnian: Interception, perhaps?

- LastNarnian: \*Raven shook her head.\*

- LastNarnian: We've...

- LastNarnian: recieved all of our messangers back, each reporting different things.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian turned to you.\*

- LastNarnian: What do you think happened?

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm, it very well could be bribery, or even a faked delivery

- LastNarnian: \*Raven paused.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Her eyebrows suddenly knit together, almost as if she was pieceing something together.\*

- LastNarnian: That is....

- LastNarnian: \*A tall, thin man broke in. His voice was thin but deep, and his nose was the most defining thing on his face.\*

- LastNarnian: Preposturous!

- LastNarnian: Our Illuminate messangers are loyal to the highest degree! There is no way that any of them would stoop low enough to betray their country and their race. We've shown our people just how villianeous and vile these thieves can be.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I shrug\* Have to take in the possibilities

- Teyr-Toruk: Just like a list of suspects.

- LastNarnian: \*Raven turned to him.\*

- LastNarnian: Private. You are out of line.

- LastNarnian: \*He looked slightly humbled, and turned to her.\*

- LastNarnian: Yes, Captain.

- LastNarnian: \*Raven turned to you.\*

- LastNarnian: (Realized suddenly that Sergant was probably over Captain XP)

- LastNarnian: I apologize for the abrasive behaviour of my Private, DigiChip. Around here accusing another of disloyalty is held with the same gravity of accusing someone of base theft.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah. My appologies.

- LastNarnian: We forgive you. However, you uncovered something from me that I should have seen long time ago. \*A slight smile tugged at her lips. She looked to the others.\*

- LastNarnian: I have promised a warrior, a messenger, and a tactician. I am proud to say that I never doubted him once. To this committee I would like to introduce an old friend of mine. This is LastNarnian, the final of the 'fabled' species. \*She gestured to Narnian.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He bowed.\*

- LastNarnian: I have come, as I promised long time ago, to protect my... brothers, once more. \*He lifted his head, and a wide smile lit his face.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Raven turned. the crowd parted, a few of the less solemn slightly awe-struck. She entered what appeared to be an elevator. Narnian walked up, grinning.\*

- LastNarnian: Ah! This thing. You remember the first time I rode it?

- LastNarnian: \*A light smile broke her countanance once more.\*

- LastNarnian: \*One of her eyebrows rose.\*

- LastNarnian: Ah yes. I don't believe I've ever heard so much screaming in my whole life.

- LastNarnian: \*He laughed. Turning, he gestured to Maddox and You.\*

- LastNarnian: Well? Come on! Times'a wastin' here!

- Teyr-Toruk: uh, ok \*I go over\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox follows.\*

- LastNarnian: \*As you enter, your keen eyes notice the 'elevators' size. It was bigger than a normal elevator, with enough room to fit an entire crowd. The room was rather interesting most of all, though. The floor and cieling were flat, and the rest of it was spherical. The entire system was created in an odd form of metal that seemed semi-luminescent, and of a silvery metal that had a light blue tint to it.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*My eyes rarly stop as I look around, but it doesn't take long to investigate the unfirnished area \*

- LastNarnian: \*Near the entrance a control panel stood. Raven's hands go to press a button, but Narnian suddenly grabs her hand. She looked, slightly bewildered at the energy in his hand and the reproach in his eyes.\*

- LastNarnian: I wanted to press that.

- LastNarnian: \*The confusion quickly disapeared. She smiled, this time the serious demeanor completely evaporating.\*

- LastNarnian: I don't know, now that I'm Captain I have the authority to press the button. You were stripped of your rank a while back, and your records were burned. I might have to throw you into a cell for over-riding a higher ranking officer's authority.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian chuckles.\*

- LastNarnian: Pffft.

- LastNarnian: I'll take my chances.

- LastNarnian: The button's calling me.

- LastNarnian: \*He presses it.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Nothing seemed to happen. The doors closed, but nothing else seemed to happen.  You paused. Is that it? Why weren't you moving up or down? You cast a glance up as you thought, but took a double-take as you saw a what appeared to be.... A crowd? UP? They hung on the top of the ceiling like bats. One yawned, and shifted his feet. WHAT? Unattached? As your mind rushed to find a logical conclussion to this, you cast your eyes to the side, and find a window. You gape as you realize that the entire room was moving. /Notably at an alarmingly fast pace/ Yet, you didn't feel a thing. Perhaps these Illuminate were a bit more advanced then you thought.....\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I remain silently stunned trying to comprehend this, the look on my face makes this obvious \*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian turns to you and grins.\*

- LastNarnian: Shocking, huh? Imagine how I felt when I first entered this place. I made quite the commotion, that's for certain.... \*He laughed.\* Heh, these Illuminate have mastered the control of Gravity. The planet Earth /And Whatever Equestria stands on/ move at thousands of miles an hour, yet you don't detect it. This uses the same idea, only you're being repelled rather than attracted. It's roughly the same force as the planet we stand on, so that nobody gets... well.... 'The Bends'.

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*drool\* Genius )

- LastNarnian: (Really? =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: Woahhhh, I need some of this

- Teyr-Toruk: (mmhm! You made a reason for it to be plasable! and its' a good reason too)

- LastNarnian: (Thanks!! TTuTT I was hoping it'd be alright.)

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grins.\* Yea, I agree. However, the Illuminate are a bit clingy on all their tech.... \*He gives a slight apologetic smile.\*

- LastNarnian: (Eh, I'll let you have it if you press. I will be using it later, though. ;D )

- Teyr-Toruk: I'm sure you can hook me up with something....\*I continue to look around \*

- Teyr-Toruk: (It's not neccisary tech, and probably not something I should really have. but I'll just let it roll XP )

- LastNarnian: (Haha, I'll see what I can do. =D Maybe we'll have another 'Key Point' To see if Digi gets it. >=3 )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Good idea! Those are pretty cool, like a game of chance but it's really skill-ish )

- LastNarnian: (Indeed! ^^ I

- LastNarnian: still need a 'grading' method of some sort.... Or not. XP)

- LastNarnian: (What I also like is that it puts it to the other to change the RP. It can end well, brilliantly, horribly, or... well, it can just end.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Mmmhm, I try to let choices change the RP anyway but that can on an even bigger level )

- LastNarnian: (Exactly. =D)

- LastNarnian: Eh, I might be able to puppy eyes Raven into giving us a chance.....

- LastNarnian: I'll.... think about it. \*There was almost a smile in her voice.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*Fist pump \* )

- LastNarnian: (\*Laughs\*)

- LastNarnian: (So... What'cya know 'bout the relationship between Narnian and (Raven)?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hardly nothing )

- LastNarnian: (I'ma willing to give a bit of hard fact if you'd like it. If so, you can ask LastNarnian at any time. ^^ I know how things can get confusing some times.... >.> I have a tendency to have it all in my head, and not share all the facts.)

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you hear a voice.\*

- LastNarnian: Basement, Messenger offices.

- LastNarnian: First floor, defences and warfare.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look around for the source, weather it be a person or a speaker \*

- LastNarnian: \*For a few minutes, you couldn't find the source. However, you found a speaker on the wall that was rather cleverly disguised. The voice had sounded so clear...\*

- LastNarnian: \*Raven inturupted your musings.\*

- LastNarnian: This is our floor.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*my focus returns \*

- LastNarnian: \*As the door opened, you were suprised to see what appeared to be a normal, unfinished entrance. There were large wires that came out of the walls, and panels that had need of help. It wouldn't have been quite so surprising if the each of the walls and the floor weren't 100% clean. Not a speck of dirt crowded the hallway, and it would have glimmered had it not been underground...\*

- LastNarnian: (0.o I just had a crack-pot idea..... Have any of our RP ideas been stolen, Teyr?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Whatcha mean? )

- LastNarnian: (What if Skype was actually tracing our chats, allowing it to take and sell our ideas? I doubt we're the only ones out there who put brilliant ideas and send them to others via skype. It even remembers our chats! I can go all the way back to the first day I went to skype.... Haha, course, I'm going out on a limb here, but It might explain how certain things happened....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Certain things? )

- LastNarnian: (For example, why Hasbro decided to use the old kingdom in the everfree forest again, and not just forget about it.... Yea, I may just be a victim of "Over-story-destuction-and-theft-itis", But it certainly is a funny theory...)

- LastNarnian: (In fact, we could say all chat programs trace that, and even emails. Then, it could sell ideas to companies for big money. .....That would be an intresting story to write. SKYPE, IF I FIND THIS ON THE INTERNET, OR ANYWHERE ELSE, I CAN PROMISE YOU THAT I WILL PERSONALLY SPILL YOUR SECRET TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE I KNOW. STOP. TRACING. ME.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (It is likely. Celestia V. Luna fight? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Imagination)

- Teyr-Toruk: (John Dart)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Random Invention ideas )

- LastNarnian: (o.o Oh my. This is worse than I thought. THIS ELEVATOR IDEA IS MINE!!! GO AWAY! I WILL POST IT ON THE INTERNET, THEN YOU CANNOT SELL IT! )

- LastNarnian: (Harrumph! Even if it's just a theory, it's a pretty plausible one.... \*Strokes beard.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (You stroke your non-existant beard you mean )

- LastNarnian: (;-; rub it in my face why don't you )

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- LastNarnian: (dX Ha! I deviated. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Roll again ))

- LastNarnian: ((....I don't know. I am actually REALLY spooked. XD/o.o))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Just do it XP ))

- LastNarnian: This is our floor. \*Raven walks out.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I follow out \*

- LastNarnian: \*LastNarnian walks out, and gives a quiet word to Maddox. Maddox nods, and stops following, putting a hand to his holster.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian catches up to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I give him a look that says "What was that? " \*

- LastNarnian: \*He looks around and walks slightly closer. He puts his hand to your ear.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He leans in.\*

- LastNarnian: I have reason to believe we're about to make an arrest.....

- Teyr-Toruk: \*An eyebrow goes up\* Really now... \*I say, remaining quiet \*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian nods.\*

- LastNarnian: I believe we're having REAL soup for dinner, yes. Just don't tell anybody. We don't want to spread any unwanted rumors. \*He winks.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*i NOD \*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Caps lock >.> )

- LastNarnian: (Ah.... XD)

- LastNarnian: We'd better hurry. Don't want to make our Captain wait!

- LastNarnian: \*He darted ahead.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I hurry as well \*

- LastNarnian: \*You see Raven waiting ahead of you. The hard, almost cold look in her eyes had come back into her eyes.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Roll again )

- LastNarnian: We're about to have a talk with the manager of the messengers. I will allow you, Sir DigiChip, to do the talking. If I were to interigate him, he would lie through his teeth as he probably knows me too well. I don't know if he would recognize Narnian, but that's a risk I cannot take. Do I make myself clear?

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh, would Maddox be a better canadite? I'm not exactly the social interogation type...

- LastNarnian: Maddox has been sent to wait to prevent the candadite from getting away should he attempt to run. His abilities are best spent else-where.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I sigh\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grins.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He seems slightly apologetic.\*

- LastNarnian: Cheer up! Chances are, the guy will be eager to prove his innocence. This could be a false alarm....

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- LastNarnian: The manager's office is right around this corner. Just knock on his door, and tell him you're an inspector, and that he's a suspect.

- Teyr-Toruk: Suspect of?

- LastNarnian: Just a suspect. Giving too much information isn't proffesional, and seems faked.

- Teyr-Toruk: Right.

- LastNarnian: \*Raven nods.\* You only need to trip him in his words. Here's a copy of his report of the journey to the UEF \*She handed you an official-looking document\* It's numbered so that you know by topic. Either way, take him in after the interogation.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright \*I take it and quickly flip through it \*

- LastNarnian: \*A few words stand out as you flip through it. "UEF Displayed actions bordering hostility" and "Attacked by the Alliance at 141.5271".\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (How the heck does Digi flip through that.... )

- LastNarnian: (.....I have no idea. XD Magic. \*Snort Snort\*

- LastNarnian: )

- Teyr-Toruk: Hmm. Ok. I'll go take a looky see.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian nods.\* Alrighty! Good luck.... \*He tries to give an encouraging smile.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: So what is my overal goal? \*I say as I turn towards the corner\*

- LastNarnian: Examine him. If anything seems suspicious, make sure to make note of it. He's going to be taken into custody for safe keeping at the end. Be wary, though. A desperate man will do desperate things....

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- Teyr-Toruk: \*start towards my target\*   Alright, cya on the other side

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I say, jokingly \*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian takes off an invisible hat.\*

- LastNarnian: Ye were ah great friend, Digi. It Was nice knowin' ye. \*He says, through a thick scottish accent.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: ...Don't...Dont...Just dont.

- Teyr-Toruk: Never again

- Teyr-Toruk: (You know, one thing I need to remember more is that Digi is not quite as close as Navi was. I need to make sure they don't quite come in sync as much )

- LastNarnian: (You've got a point... Hm.... I'll have to work on that also....)

- LastNarnian: \*He hangs his head.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself.

- Teyr-Toruk: Hahah

- LastNarnian: \*You find yourself at a wooden door.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I walk up to it\*

- LastNarnian: \*It seems to be of a vaguely familiar wood. Red Oak, perhaps?\*

- LastNarnian: \*The door opens, and you find yourself staring at a burly man with a thick moustache. He seemed surprised for a second, and then stared at you with open horror.\*

- LastNarnian: (Argh, g2g. >.> This was going to get interesting....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Why? D= )

- LastNarnian: (Hour work, then scouts. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Any chance you'll return? )

- LastNarnian: (I believe so.... =I I have no idea. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I sure hope so..I can't go another day without seeing the episode XP )

- LastNarnian: (XD I'll do my best to get my work done, then. ^^ Cya sometime soon!!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Cya )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Message me when you have returned )

- LastNarnian: (I'ma back!! =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (=D )

- LastNarnian: (Your roll)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I back up just as supprised, maybe not quite scared like he seems to be though\* Hello sir \*I say quickly \*

- LastNarnian: \*He doesn't reply. His eyes seem fixed upon you, staring at you with obvious horror. His mouth lay agape.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: ...

- Teyr-Toruk: Sir?

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*Looks at fourth wall\* Sometimes being a pony sucks )

- LastNarnian: ((XD This. Is. Beautiful.))

- LastNarnian: W-what are you doing here?

- LastNarnian: \*His voice was deep, and it shook as he spoke.\*

- LastNarnian: W-who are you?

- Teyr-Toruk: I'm an inspector, here looking about some suspicious activity

- LastNarnian: \*He visibly paled.\*

- LastNarnian: Are you accusing me of treachory?

- Teyr-Toruk: What do you mean?

- LastNarnian: \*He hesitated.\*

- LastNarnian: You said suspicious activity. We're in a war. Naturally, I thought you were talking about, well, a turncoat. As your here, I believe it's safe to assume it's me your suspecting.

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes, you are a suspect.

- LastNarnian: \*He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He opened them, and looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Step inside my office. We'll talk a bit more in there.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ok.

- LastNarnian: \*He stepped back into his room. The room was small, but clean.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Say, you said you had scouts, regardless of it being a monday )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go in \*

- LastNarnian: (It wasn't a mutual thing, it was actually just me and Jacob working on a Merit badge day. Thanks for catching that. ^^')

- LastNarnian: \*He sits down in a large, comfy looking chair.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ah yes )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Good good )

- LastNarnian: I'm sorry, I don't think I have a chair for you....

- Teyr-Toruk: That is ok \*I remain standing, as I'm only what was it, 3.5 ft? \*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Make it a bit bigger because I'm a stallion \*

- LastNarnian: \*You look up to see hard eyes set upon you.\*

- LastNarnian: Shall we get on with this?

- Teyr-Toruk: I suppose.

- LastNarnian: -

- LastNarnian: (Here we go again.... =3 Only this time, it's an interigation.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Woopie... )

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- LastNarnian: (XD)

- LastNarnian: (The thing is with an interigation is that you have to slip him up. Perhaps he has knowledge of something he shouldn't. Prove he knows it. Perhaps he was somewhere he shouldn't have been. Prove he was there. However, everything must be logical. You can't just simply state that he was there because he was there. Prove it. ...that's basically it. XP I may add to it as the game evolves.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (What in your eyes is proof? )

- LastNarnian: (Today we're going by his report. if he controdicts it, then that's proof.)

- Teyr-Toruk: So, you are the manager of the messenger services? \*I say as I take a look at the first few pages of the report \*

- LastNarnian: \*He nods.\*

- LastNarnian: Also the best of the messangers.

- LastNarnian: Fastest, swiftest, and most competant.

- LastNarnian: Thought perhaps I was the most qualified for something of this calabur.

- Teyr-Toruk: mmhmm

- Teyr-Toruk: What does delivering messages usually involve?

- LastNarnian: Piloting through space beyond the speed of light, avoiding debree and getting to the objective as fast as possible.

- Teyr-Toruk: ("Does the light doppler effect and rules of time cause the future obstacles which what you are seeing have acutally already passed you appear red while the past objects that are farthen than they appear blue?" )

- Teyr-Toruk: (SCIENCE )

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- LastNarnian: (....)

- LastNarnian: (IRRELEVANT XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Nah, asking what the airspeed of a laden sparrow is irrelevent )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I nod\* What were some of your more recent deliveries? \*I flip to that section \*

- LastNarnian: Uh... \*He pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: A... message to Atair II, and a bundle to Zack-TWA.

- LastNarnian: \*Looking down, you saw an incontinuity. He NEVER SENT A MESSAGE TO ATIAR II.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: What were these message's for?

- Teyr-Toruk: (Did I word that badly? )

- LastNarnian: Uh... the bundle was a part to an engineer who desperately needed it. The message was of enemy position.

- LastNarnian: (Nah, just figuring something out. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright, how are messages stored? Do you personally know what is in the message?

- LastNarnian: Usually it's memorized if it's a message.

- LastNarnian: Else, it's stored in a secret compartment.

- Teyr-Toruk: What can you tell me of Altair II's message?

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm pushing a topic I don't really need to be XP but oh well )

- LastNarnian: Er...

- LastNarnian: \*He pauses.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*After a moment\* Something wrong?

- LastNarnian: No, it's just... I, er...

- LastNarnian: Can't remember.

- Teyr-Toruk: I thought you memorized these messages, and wasn't this rather recent?

- LastNarnian: Ugh.... Yes, but everyone forgets, correct?

- Teyr-Toruk: I suppose.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look back to the document and find where I found the text I glanced by before comeing into the office \*

- LastNarnian: \*The words flash by your eyes "BEST OF CLASS"\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*While finding it I mumble as I pass that \* Best of class,

- LastNarnian: What?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go back to the page\* Best in class?

- LastNarnian: What about that?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I shrug\* You seem like a dedicated person. To both your knowledge and especially work., (FEEL THE GUILT )

- Teyr-Toruk: (If only people were able to think like that .. )

- LastNarnian: (XD Yep, if only...)

- LastNarnian: W-Well, I am. \*He seems rather shifty.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I continue searching for the page with "Attacked by Alliance at" \*

- Teyr-Toruk: Well that's good.

- LastNarnian: Indeed it is....

- Teyr-Toruk: (You decide if I come to the page I suppose \*

- LastNarnian: (Ah... XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I never know if you need me to never find it XP )

- LastNarnian: (XD Sorry!! I'm still knew to this.\*

- LastNarnian: )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I just didn't know if you had more you wanted to slip in )

- Teyr-Toruk: (so do I find the page? )

- LastNarnian: (Nah, you don't need it. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright )

- LastNarnian: \*The man looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Any other questions, DigiChip?

- Teyr-Toruk: (0.o I don't think I introduced myself )

- LastNarnian: (You didn't. >=) )

- Teyr-Toruk: Mmmm, for right now I- \*I look to him with a questioning glance\* What did you say?

- LastNarnian: Hm? W-what?

- LastNarnian: Oh...

- LastNarnian: I see.

- LastNarnian: \*He chuckled softly. Leaning forward, he put a hand to his forehead.\*

- LastNarnian: Oh... I blew it....

- LastNarnian: Well, it seems I've been caught. \*He looked up, a grin on his face. A black mist crept at the edges of your vision.\*

- LastNarnian: That is supposing you didn't know this the entire time. Tell me, DigiChip, exactly what did you believe you'd accomplish by entering this dimension is beyond me, but hey, maybe it doesn't matter. I have YOU in my clutches, and I won't mess up now.

- Teyr-Toruk: (0.0 )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I naturally back away\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Woah now

- LastNarnian: There's nowhere to hide, DigiChip. Your crimes against the dimensions are about to be cleansed. \*He stood up. The mists became stronger.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Crimes?

- LastNarnian: Destroying the balance of thousands of dimensions by becoming aware, and also by locking dimensions from our care. You have been very sinful, but today, I shall end your crimes.

- Teyr-Toruk: (0.0 )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*It clicks for me\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*And my whole demenor changes\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh of course.

- Teyr-Toruk: One of you.

- LastNarnian: One of 'us', indeed. Well, how about I say "One of you"? The Inequality. The Scum. The factor that CANNOT BE PREDICTED. \*He glared at you and began crawling over his desk.\* It's time to meet your fate, DigiChip. You've entered MY room, where there is no one to hear you scream...

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I keep backing away but run into the small room's wall, and I take a more defencive stance\*  I'm afaid it'll be you that will be wishing for your screams to be heard. Did you get the news? The dimetnion's locked. You're all alone.

- LastNarnian: \*He hesitated.\*

- LastNarnian: Did you now?

- LastNarnian: Oh well. We'll find a way to remidy that. However, I'm sorry to report that I'm not as alone as you think.... \*He grinned, his face becoming twisted and grotesque.\*

- LastNarnian: (I apologize, but he would logically play on a horrible fear to further 'punish' you. Don't mean to make this too horrible. DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (mmhm. I understand )

- Teyr-Toruk: For your own sake, just stay back. \*a high pitched engine squeal came from my hoof\* (I've decided that with new versions of the hoof it will have new capabilities (Not at all overpowered and with perfect compensation) but it will no longer be slilent and sneaky)

- LastNarnian: (I see.... =3 )

- LastNarnian: What do you believe you can do to me? \*He laughs manically.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: It's looking like I'll get to show you personally

- LastNarnian: Let's see it. \*He grins and reaches his hand for you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*The wine deepens and a line shoots out at record speeds and draws a horizontal line between us and enters the z axis knocking the being's hand upwards \*

- LastNarnian: \*The hand is sent back, a pixelizing motion as it disintegrated. He reeled  back, his face twisted in pain.\*

- LastNarnian: Your stronger than I anticipated.

- LastNarnian: Good.

- LastNarnian: \*His hand grew back slowly, the fingers pitch-black.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*the wall disentagrates into a dust that is  a green-black pearlesent, and the line remains on the ground \*

- LastNarnian: What's this? \*He smirks.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I disregard his comment and the line on the ground splits to two lines and both advance towards him \*

- LastNarnian: Brilliant. Come to me....

- Teyr-Toruk: \*The lines hesitate but continue, no longer at their brilliant speed\*

- LastNarnian: \*Both hit him, crawling up his legs. He twists in pain as they seem to begin to sap his energy. He writhes.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He stops, and begins to laugh. The lines upon him change from a deep green to purple. The color begins to advance, climbing up the lines.

- LastNarnian: \*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*The wine deepens as I realize, the line glows brighter near my hoof and the glow travels to the fight of hues \*

- LastNarnian: \*The battle begins. You feel energy drain from you as you fight to retain the power of the lines. Wait, energy? Why was this absorbing your energy? It should be tapping into the liquid magic...\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Wondering why it's doing that I still send a nero message to the transformer to give more energy, it isn't good for the hoof more than likely. but if it'll win...\*

- LastNarnian: \*It pushes, but the purple's Juggernaught-like march couldn't be stopped. It kept approaching, getting closer and closer....\*

- LastNarnian: (Argh, g2g.... DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*In desperation I put more mental effort than technical, the wine reduces as I stop sending overide power nero signals, and hope that thought is worth more than the brawn\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Noooo! )

- LastNarnian: (Ikr? DX Family home evening, though....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I doubt you'll be coming back from this one.... )

- LastNarnian: (Yea... DX)

- LastNarnian: (Well, cya...)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright... See ya. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo! )

- LastNarnian: (Heeeeeeeeey! =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (How are you? )

- LastNarnian: (Jovial, and you? =D )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I am absolutely jolly, yet antisipating the fear of tonight )

- LastNarnian: (Hm? Why? Is there going to be a simulated break out at the facility? .-. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (No, Thanks heavens. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I have a piano recital )

- LastNarnian: (o: That's pretty cool! ...Yet also pretty scary. .-. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (The later more so )

- LastNarnian: (Aya... o.0)

- Teyr-Toruk: (so what are you up to? )

- LastNarnian: (Not much. Just finishing up the card. =3 How about you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (School, piano practice, about to do chores )

- LastNarnian: (>.> Sounds tough....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Just exsesive )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Exsesive...however you spellz it )

- LastNarnian: (XD I have no idea... )

- LastNarnian: ((Would you look at my final? I want a second opinion. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Sure ))

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent Potential final.png \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Nice!! )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I love it! )

- Teyr-Toruk: ((THE WOODEN BUTTERFLY!!!!! ))

- LastNarnian: (Yesh.... =D How's the wood look? I can't draw it. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (It's great!! )

- LastNarnian: (=D That's good!! I hope Joe will like....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Also, is that something electrical with Digi's eye? o: (

- LastNarnian: (EEeyup!! =D I thought it looked pretty good. Your thoughts?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (It's cool! I might need to consider it for cannon, I do however have that mark already on Digi's face )

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Which is on the other side so you don't need to worry about it )

- LastNarnian: (Okay! That's actually good. ^^' Thanks!!! (...Considering adding one more thing for both Joelle and I as we have only one and you have two.... -\_- XP))

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- Teyr-Toruk: (So what's the white band about? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (((I really need to draw Digi with a proper visualization of the differences, I don't want them to be many )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((All I've done is try and photoshop them on and try to talk convey them, but that doesn't match up to what visuals can do, like you've just given me ))

- LastNarnian: (Well, I was thinking of making that "The Ring.")

- LastNarnian: ((You should!! =D I think it would REALLY help.))

- LastNarnian: (((Well, Isn't photoshop extremely difficult? I've seen some of the stuff Photoshop does... o.o It's disturbing. VERY disturbing.)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Yeah,so if I start with the idea in mind it'll look a lot better )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ah, cool!! )

- LastNarnian: (What do you think? Should it be yellow instead? Or does the white make sense?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (The white makes sense, however gold is the default idea. Meaning that gold could be a less of a good or a better option

- LastNarnian: (Hm... I'll work with it...)

- LastNarnian: (Either way, I've g2g. Tae Kwan Do. >.> I'm in for a world of hurt. XD/DX Cya!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Oh. Cya. )

- LastNarnian: (I'm back for roughly an hour. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Are yo ustill here? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I doubt it, mutual and all )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Text me if you manage to return and still have tiem to talk )

- LastNarnian: (I'm back!! ...For a bit. ^^' You still here?)

- LastNarnian: (Teyr! You here? I'm only here for 'bout ten seconds. >.> I has an important question!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ok )

- LastNarnian: (Do you know of any major things Joelle used in her RPs that wasn't the butterfly?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (mmmmm )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm afraid I can't think of any atm )

- LastNarnian: (Yikes. >.> Well, thanks anyway! Maybe I should just stick wit the butterfly....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sorry )

- LastNarnian: (Nah, it's not your fault! I can't think of any either. PX I just don't want Joelle to feel I spent less time on her character than ours. I just wanted to quickly finish it before I got to work. Today's going to be rather crazy... >.>)

- LastNarnian: (Hm... Perhaps a red bowtie to represent Mr. Slenderman?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (You mean a regular tie? bowtie would be more doctor like )

- LastNarnian: (.....)

- LastNarnian: (....)

- LastNarnian: (XD Derp)

- LastNarnian: (Yesh.... I do... PX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- LastNarnian: (Do you think she'd catch the refrence?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm unsure.... )

- LastNarnian: (Nah, it would make her look too... offical. DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (It could be lose and hanging )

- LastNarnian: (Hm. Didn't think of that. Let's try that.... )

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent tie.png \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (Thoughts? (I'll finalize it if it looks alright))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Looks good! Maybe a little wavy )

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Well well well well well. Lookie who is in the background )))

- LastNarnian: (((=D Thought it fit the atmosphere. How's he lookin'?)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Good! )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((You don't need to do the tie, I think that compensates )

- Teyr-Toruk: (((If you don't want to that is )))

- LastNarnian: (((Alrighty then! I think the tie kinda gives her that 'offical' and 'uptight' look. I wanna keep it loose, so I think I'll leave it with Periwinkle. =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Alright. ((((Btw I've got a fun suprise for Joelle when she comes by again ))))

- Teyr-Toruk: )))

- LastNarnian: (((((((=D Like what?))))))))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((((((Gandalf Lives ))))))))

- LastNarnian: ((((((((((((((0.0 wat))))))))))))))))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((((((((((((((He is very weak, but alive. I have contained him well and helped him retain air ))))))))))))))

- LastNarnian: (((((((((((((((=D I aprooooooooooooooooove!!! Wait until Joelle hears that from you.... =D( Taste the fury of my blade!!!! --- Teyr-Toruk: ((((((((((((((((((\_\_\_\_\_

                       \    :   /

                        \\_\_\_/

                      Sheild powers activate! ))))))))))))))))))))

- LastNarnian: (\*Sword breaks\* o.o)

- LastNarnian: (

  \_

/--\

l---l

\\_/

Pathetic grenade! Break the pathetic shield!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (\*As the sheild's last deed it protects me becore shatering\* )

- LastNarnian: (\*Sigh\* I'd love to continue this epic text battle, but now I have to go. >.> \*Shakes head slowly.\*)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright...Cya )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Halllo? )

- LastNarnian: (Jello!!! =D )

- LastNarnian: ((And you know what? That actually works because in spanish 'J' is pronounced 'Yae' XP Not only that, but I like Jello. =3 \*Nom nom nom....\*))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((...Good for you. ))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((XD ))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((you really should live in UT if you like Jello ))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Consumes most Jello in all of the US ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (How be ye doin' laddie? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (((BRB, gotta shower )))

- LastNarnian: (((....I missed you. By a minute. XD wat)))

- LastNarnian: ((Does it now? XD I approve. Jello is best.... Jello.))

- LastNarnian: (I be well, Cap'n. How about ye? (When you get back, that is. XP))

- Teyr-Toruk: (I am mighty fine matey )

- LastNarnian: (Argh, that be good. =D)

- LastNarnian: ((Ugh... g2g. Tae Kwan Do. Again. >.>))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Are you kidding me? >.> ))

- LastNarnian: ((Eeenope. >.>))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((>.> ))

- LastNarnian: ((Well, cya... (btw, I may not be back, as I have a friend coming over right after Tae Kwan Do. XD/DX)))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((Alright, cya )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (Is this Jared? Or still Jacob? )

- LastNarnian: it is jacob

- Teyr-Toruk: (Is it Jared today? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo? )

- LastNarnian: (no, no tis not)

- LastNarnian: (tis Joelle)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm fine with talking to you! )

- LastNarnian: (PAHAHAHA!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Technicly more worth while, as I talk to Jared all the time and you take forever to actually get on )

- TROLL: ( =( )

- Teyr-Toruk: (So yay! You are more worth while to talk too )

- TROLL: Le gasp

- TROLL: You hurt hes feelings

- TROLL: no

- TROLL: deny

- TROLL: Jared feels nothing

- TROLL: I am rock

- TROLL: solid

- TROLL: dense

- TROLL: no pain

- TROLL: .....

- TROLL: thick

- TROLL: OY! Let me type Jared!

- TROLL: Jared: =3

- TROLL: Jared: ....No worries, Teyr. I really am actually quite thick, and your remark actually makes sense, so if your over there with you head in your hands, wishing you didn't type those words, don't. Otherwise, if your laughing at the fact that this happened, I applaude you on your resiliance, and give you the Narnian stamp of approval. \*Angels sing\*

- Teyr-Toruk: and I don't mean that to be instulting, but if you were to price out everthing technicly Joelle's time on would be worth more.

- TROLL: =D

- Teyr-Toruk: But that does not mean I don't get lonely durring the day and would really like some company...

- TROLL: Jared: Of course! I REALLY don't take offense. I'm just feeling that this would be a situation that I would be pulling out my hair, and I couldn't leave you in a status like that. By the law of Scarcity, Joelle's conversations would be worth more. However, just because Gold is valuable, that doesn't mean Iron is obsolete. ;D Anyway, that's what I'm going off of. ^^ Shameless optomist I am, but look at the bright side! I don't get 'down'. =D

- Teyr-Toruk: That's a really good example....

- Teyr-Toruk: Gold is gold but it can't do what iron can

- Teyr-Toruk: and gold is valuable but iron is not obsolete

- TROLL: Yea... MAY need to add that to my personal quotes. Hm....

- TROLL: Joelle: Did you know that Ima secretly good at drawing kirby?

- Teyr-Toruk: ...

- Teyr-Toruk: Um

- Teyr-Toruk: No

- Teyr-Toruk: I didn't

- TROLL: Joelle: =D

- TROLL: Joelle: I jst figured that out today!

- TROLL: Joelle: Jared was drawing Pony Narnian as kirby and then I was drawing kirby like crazy

- Teyr-Toruk: Hah

- Teyr-Toruk: Wwo

- Teyr-Toruk: wow\*

- Teyr-Toruk: You did draw 'im a lot

- \*\*\* TROLL sent Picture of me 8.png \*\*\*

- TROLL: another picture, this one a bit closer

- TROLL: well, I'ma leave now. bye~

- Teyr-Toruk: WHA?

- Teyr-Toruk: WHY?

- TROLL: cause magic~

- Teyr-Toruk: >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: Must you?

- TROLL: maybe

- TROLL: me no like skype =S

- Teyr-Toruk: Why D=

- TROLL: Caz, it doesn't do et for me

- TROLL: I like hanging out with you in real life a lot better

- Teyr-Toruk: But we can't exactly do that can we?

- TROLL: We will soon~

- TROLL: VERY soon

- Teyr-Toruk: Aye!!

- Teyr-Toruk: But for now..

- TROLL: Did you know that you gys have been in my dreams for the last few weeks?

- TROLL: not every night, but still

- Teyr-Toruk: o:

- Teyr-Toruk: Really now?

- TROLL: Yush!

- TROLL: tis crazy

- Teyr-Toruk: I hope I was being epic, not you know...dieing

- NOT troll: Are you kidding!? YOU WERE AWESOME!

- NOT troll: There was one dream that was SO cool!

- Teyr-Toruk: Really now?

- NOT troll: YUSH!

- Teyr-Toruk: Explain! \*Dalek voice \*

- NOT troll: O\_\_\_\_\_O

- NOT troll: I wish I could!

- NOT troll: My explaining wouldn't be HALF as epic

- NOT troll: scratch that

- NOT troll: HALF of a half!

- NOT troll: ...aka 1/4

- NOT troll: I can try, but et would be a lot easier in person

- NOT troll: It was so fun though

- NOT troll: and strange

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- Teyr-Toruk: I shall wait then!

- NOT troll: =D

- NOT troll: thankies

- NOT troll: Sooooooooo what yo doing?

- Teyr-Toruk: Watching Jurassic Park

- =D: Kool!

- =D: never seen it

- Teyr-Toruk: Nor have I

- =D: =D

- =D: Tell me if it's good!

- Teyr-Toruk: Sure shall

- =D: thanks~

- Teyr-Toruk: What are you up too?

- =D: playing fire emblem awakening

- Teyr-Toruk: I heard that is pretty good

- =D: are

- =D: you

- =D: kidding?

- =D: IT'S THE BEST

- =D: it has all my favorite things in it

- Teyr-Toruk: Really?

- Teyr-Toruk: I hardly know a thing about it

- Teyr-Toruk: What kind of stuff does it have?

- =D: 1. strategy

- =D: 2. Role play

- =D: 3. Character development

- =D: 4. Knights and stuff like that

- =D: Oh! And the story is to DIE for

- =D: I LOVE IT

- Teyr-Toruk: Cool!!

- =D: There are so many surprises!

- =D: I think you would love it

- =D: Ima trying to get all of my weaker characters stronger

- =D: so it's really funny cas my character is so strong so Ima making her fight with a tree branch XD

- =D: rather than a sword

- Teyr-Toruk: XD

- =D: =)

- Teyr-Toruk: Is is on the DS?

- magic: yush

- magic: i think

- magic: is this a 3DS or...?

- magic: I have no clue

- magic: but yes

- Teyr-Toruk: Cool!

- Teyr-Toruk: (If it has a slider it's the 3ds )

- magic: (ah! Yup, tis a 3ds...I think XD)

- magic: (but I think it would still work with just a ds)

- magic: you know it's also realistic in the fact that your weapons wear out

- magic: plus there is a mode that you can play where if the character dies they don't come back after the battle

- magic: ima not playing that mode though XD

- Teyr-Toruk: That would be frustrating and dificult...

- magic: yup

- magic: Hey, this is Jared. Very sorry, but I need my computer back now. >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: Understandable

- Teyr-Toruk: Cya Joelle!

- magic: bye bye

- Teyr-Toruk: So how  you doing Jared?

- magic: Very well, and you? =D

- Teyr-Toruk: I'm doing well

- magic: That's swellegant. ^^

- magic: (That's right! I have the MOXIE to use Swellegant!! XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh gosh

- magic: XD

- Teyr-Toruk: Of all things o say

- Teyr-Toruk: to\*

- LastNarnian: But it's so beautiful.... What would you reccomend?

- Teyr-Toruk: Anyhing but that

- Teyr-Toruk: XP

- Teyr-Toruk: Jk

- LastNarnian: XD

- LastNarnian: I approve

- Teyr-Toruk: What're you up too?

- LastNarnian: Finishing one last requirement for tomorrow's merit badge day. >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: Fun...

- Teyr-Toruk: Did you finish the card?

- LastNarnian: Nearly. >.> Finished with the picture. The rest is technical.

- Teyr-Toruk: Y

- Teyr-Toruk: Yay!\*

- LastNarnian: Indeed! =D

- Teyr-Toruk: you still working on that?

- LastNarnian: A bit, yes. >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: A bit? What else is absorbing your time XP

- LastNarnian: LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!! XD

- Teyr-Toruk: Understandable XP

- Teyr-Toruk: Board game or Video game?

- LastNarnian: What do you mean?

- Teyr-Toruk: Life the Board Game or the Video Game

- LastNarnian: Oh... XD

- Teyr-Toruk: XP

- LastNarnian: You wanna know which one, aye?

- Teyr-Toruk: Aye

- LastNarnian: The cereal. XP

- Teyr-Toruk: ...

- Teyr-Toruk: Well alrgiht then..

- Teyr-Toruk: I guess sometimes the back of the boxes are fun but not to that extent

- LastNarnian: You don't know the half of it.... c: "You can eat 'em! PLAY with 'em!"  Cut 'em in weird shapes! Use it to build a space ship! Make card board armor with it! The possibilities are endless.....

- Teyr-Toruk: mmhmm....

- LastNarnian: Now... say you got a LIFE TIME supply for freeeeeee~

- Teyr-Toruk: >.>

- LastNarnian: Hehe.... I'ma lovin DA puns... =D

- Teyr-Toruk: Oi

- Teyr-Toruk: No moah

- Teyr-Toruk: I started this

- Teyr-Toruk: and I'll end it

- Teyr-Toruk: >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: Ugh

- Teyr-Toruk: XP

- LastNarnian: XD

- LastNarnian: (Say, you wouldn't happen to know how drafting documents were stored, would you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Drafting documents? )

- Teyr-Toruk: (To be honest I havn't even heard of those )

- LastNarnian: (They're basically blue prints. If you haven't heard of them, you probably don't know. >.>)

- LastNarnian: (Ah well.  The req says I have to find it on my own.

- LastNarnian: )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sorry..... )

- LastNarnian: (Tis fine!! ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well it's looking like high time I start heading towards bed )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! Good night!!! Have a great day tomorrow!!!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (You too )

- Teyr-Toruk: ('Gnight )

- Teyr-Toruk: Hallo?

- LastNarnian: Hey!! How are you? =D

- Teyr-Toruk: I'm good, how about yourself?

- LastNarnian: Busy. Very busy. >.> Other than that, I'm very well. =)

- Teyr-Toruk: What have you been busy with

- LastNarnian: Well, I have another merit badge day coming up on Saturday, and also I'm behind in a class. Other than that, just working on the house. >.>

- Teyr-Toruk: Fun...

- LastNarnian: Yea....

- Teyr-Toruk: How long do you have to talk to me today?

- LastNarnian: Mmm, I have no idea. Depends on how long it'll take for my Mom and Dad to get to the Store to buy the pamphlets for the Merit badges. >.>

- LastNarnian: However, (If your not busy) I might have enough time to do a bit of RP. >=3 We left at a bit of a cliff-hanger, and I don't like where we left off.

- Teyr-Toruk: We have taken forever to return to it.

- Teyr-Toruk: If it doesn't hurt you I'd be delighted to resume

- LastNarnian: (I think it wouldn't. =D)

- LastNarnian: (You ready?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yup! )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*The battle begins. You feel energy drain from you as you fight to retain the power of the lines. Wait, energy? Why was this absorbing your energy? It should be tapping into the liquid magic...\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Wondering why it's doing that I still send a nero message to the transformer to give more energy, it isn't good for the hoof more than likely. but if it'll win...\*

- LastNarnian: \*It pushes, but the purple's Juggernaught-like march couldn't be stopped. It kept approaching, getting closer and closer....\*

- LastNarnian: (Argh, g2g.... DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*In desperation I put more mental effort than technical, the wine reduces as I stop sending overide power nero signals, and hope that thought is worth more than the brawn\*

- LastNarnian: \*The purple color continues, but is haulted by the wave of sudden strenght. It begins to falter, and retreat.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I'm suprised that my thoughts, which should not effect the lines at all. are winning me more ground than putting more raw electrical power into it. I try harder mentally \*

- LastNarnian: \*The lines continue to retreat, and you look up momentarily at your opponent. He grins to you, but there is a fear behind his eyes that you could see. You suddenly felt a great resistance, almost as if you were pushing against a brick wall. Looking down, you found that the color had nearly reached the feet of the demon in front of you, but a thin line of color sat, pushing back.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Sparks start where the collors clash as I close my eyes and put my sole focus into pushing back the corupted line\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*With only darkness to visually focus on my mind slips into another train of thoughts. The ship, the darkness in the room, coruption, Narnian, Navi.... it takes a moment for me to jump back on track\*

- LastNarnian: \*Right after you re-focus, you feel a sudden push. At first, it seems like a slight shrug. A pebble creating ripples. You feel yourself go slightly off-balance as you step back, but the movement was enough. You feel another, this one a thousand times harder. Your lines retreat hastily as the flow of purple comes hurtling towards you. You fight, but the power is too great, even for you. You feel yourself make one more mental push, trying to rid yourself of the corruption, but to no avail. As it breaks through your final defenses, you feel the cold feeling of numbness touch your hooves as it climbs up. They begin to branch and multiply, and the feeling began to become over-powering. You feel yourself lose balance, and attempt to catch yourself, but your clumsy hooves cave in before you could gain ground. Everything began to fade to a shade of grey as you stared at the form before you...\*

- LastNarnian: \*Silence? Noise? You were unsure of what you heard, but whatever it was it sent spasms down your entire body. How you wished you could be rid of whatever hold this was. Wait, was it pain? A vague memory popped up as you writhed in seeming nothingness. Pain... No, that wasn't it. However, there was another feeling that certainly corrosponded with the memory. Or, was that Numbness? Suddenly, you couldn't tell. You tried to shake your head, but found that your body was too heavy to even lift a hoof. However... You found yourself moving. Something seemed to pull you up, like an unseen puppetier, and shift your head another way. You saw a crowd, thousands of humans and millions of ponies, all walking in a never ending lane, each rushing off to do whatever useless thing that they had to do. Suddenly, the /Silence?/ was broken and a million voices broke into your thoughts. Each individual seemed to melt into a strange flame, both light and dark. Sometimes, the flame on the white side would overshadow the dark, and other times you would see a darkness overwhelming the light. The feeling of numbness /or pain?/ grew stronger, and you suddenly felt an overwhelming stench. Or perhaps it was nothing at all. You couldn't tell anymore.\*

- LastNarnian: \*You squirmed, and the feelings intensed. Suddenly, you felt as if a shadow loomed over you. You shook it off, but it grew stronger. Paniked, you began to look at each of the flames, the millions of voices echoeing through your head. "I wonder if I could kill him...?" "If only there was a way to get these apples half off..." "Is my child alright?" "I deserve better then him." "Can't this be our wedding day?" "Why must I have a brother like you?" Millions, all desperate for your attention, swarmed your mind. You felt a sudden rush of anxiety. It was too much. You were tired of the constant black-and-white system. Everything was mirrored. Too much black, or too much white. Too much silence. Too much noise. too much pain. Too much fear. Why couldn't everything just be grey? Everything faded as you thought, a chilling laugh echoing in the distance. You suddenly felt yourself. Your body... It wasn't so heavy....... A thought hit through your mind. "No pain. No numbness."\*

- LastNarnian: \*You open your eyes to find yourself in a grey room. Square. cimetrical. Perfect in everyway. Even the 'blackboard' was a shade of grey. "No black. No white."\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, the door opens, spreading a thousand shards of bright light. You flinch, and stare towards it. In a doorway, you see a boy with a sword in his hand. He said something, but everything that seemed to come out of his mouth seemed like poison to your ears. He was destroying the harmony between silence and noise. Inside of him, you saw the cause of the light. The light fire burned brightly in him, and it ruined the harmony that stole in the room. But yet... The darkened fire still existed. Though hidden by the brightness, it still burned. It hadn't been stamped out...\*

- LastNarnian: \*A sudden surge of hatred flew through every vein in your body. He was destroying the peace. No shadows, no light. You flew upon him, sending lines after him to silence the light and the shadows that was destroying the equality. He took a step back, and his sword swung. Everything went black.\*

- LastNarnian: \*This darkness wasn't like the one you had experienced before. It was cool. Deep. Almost comforting. However, there was something out there. Something... uncomfortable. You feel yourself tiredly trying to shake it off, but it surfaced. A noise. Hmph. Wasn't as bad as you thought it was. But still, after you tried to shake it off, it called you again. A light, almost like one at the end of a tunnel appeared. You seemed to launch outside of the tunnel, and the world came spinning back. You felt the bits of numbness exit your hooves as you opened your eyes. Narnian stood, shaking you and calling your name. Mmph. Didn't he understand that you were trying to take a nap?\*

- LastNarnian: \*He quickly registered your eyes, and a sudden wash of relief washed over his face.\*

- LastNarnian: You're alive!

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I take a deep breath in\* Why wouldn't I be?

- LastNarnian: I just clipped you. With a SWORD! I'd say that's grounds for 'not being okay'!

- LastNarnian: (Sorry for my poor story-telling. It's been a while. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (That's ok )

- Teyr-Toruk: Why'd you? Was that you?

- LastNarnian: Well, you sorta jumped me. Instinct kinda kicks in that way. \*Het tilted his head, looking slightly apologictic.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Jumped you? Why'd I \*I stop as my memories finally manage to sort themselves\* Why'd you break the peace? \*I take a moment and think about what I said\* Peace? Wait what was happening?

- LastNarnian: I... Have no idea. One second, I come in to see if you were alright, the next, I see you launching yourself at me. After I hit you, you toppled over, writhed for half a second, and stopped completely. I was just about sure I killed you. After inspecting for a wound, however, I found that there were some purple lines around your neck, /that looked strangely like yours, now that I think about it/ and around your hooves.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I inspect myself\* Are they still there?

- LastNarnian: Er... Nope. \*I look at your hooves.\*

- LastNarnian: However, they did seem to leave a mark. \*I point to several burnt marks on your left hoof.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I take a look at them for myself \*

- LastNarnian: \*They looked exactly like your ordinary lines, but at some points it seemed twisted and took unnecissary turns. Staring at them began to make you feel slightly sick for some odd reason.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look back up and around the room\* where is the messenger?

- LastNarnian: I... Don't know. He may have slipped past me. \*He turned to Raven.\* Raven, check on Maddox. He may be hurt. We don't know if the man has a weapon or not, but he may be desperate.

- LastNarnian: Rodger.

- LastNarnian: \*She nods and turns.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian snickers.\*

- LastNarnian: I missed being called 'Rodger.'

- Teyr-Toruk: Being ^called^ Rodger?

- Teyr-Toruk: (What can we do for emphasized words?

- Teyr-Toruk: (Do we have something? )

- LastNarnian: (Hm.... I don't. XD The carrots might work.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Carrots? )

- LastNarnian: (Haha, I think that's what their called. XD It may also be 'carot'. I have no idea.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Allright )

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent Title Makes Sense.png Title Makes Sense.png \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (We may also be able to do `. Hm... "What? did you say `PIE`? I'm in!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (That works ! )

- LastNarnian: ((Beautiful. XD I've only experienced that a dozen times. ......Maybe a dozen thousand, that is.))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Hah ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((http://matereya.tumblr.com/post/78901228903/ive-got-my-eyes-on-you-skywalker-careful )))

- LastNarnian: (((Haha! The funny-ness has been trippled! XD)))

- Teyr-Toruk: Being `callled` Rogder?

- LastNarnian: Well, yea! \*Narnian grins. Suddenly his face grows serious.\* Digi, what happened in there? What's with the purple lines?

- Teyr-Toruk: The messenger corupted the lines, and fought back using it.

- LastNarnian: Wait, slow down. What? Corrupted lines? What are you talking about?

- Teyr-Toruk: I havn't a clue...

- LastNarnian: Okay, then let's start from the beginning. What happened when you entered? What did he say about you being a horse?

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh

- Teyr-Toruk: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: Did he think it was odd? Did he blink several times? Did he stare at you, go cross-eyed, pat you in the head, and say "Yup. Definitely lost it"?

- Teyr-Toruk: He was confused for a moment, but seemed to get over t.

- Teyr-Toruk: it \*

- LastNarnian: Alright, then what? Did he let you in?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes

- LastNarnian: Okay, did you find out what was happening with the mixed messages?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, it certain that there was something going on. I asked him about his recent deliveries and he reported them wrong, as according to the files I were provided

- LastNarnian: Hm...

- LastNarnian: Intresting.

- LastNarnian: Well, what he say about them?

- LastNarnian: Did you point it out?

- Teyr-Toruk: No, not directly. But I asked him for what was said in the message and he couldn't deliver, then I just resumed the interogation and he used my name...Digi. Yet I never introduced myself..

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian paused.\*

- LastNarnian: Really?

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes....

- LastNarnian: Did you call him out?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well after I realized I asked him what he said and he realized his mistake...

- LastNarnian: Well, that's one way to give yourself away. What happened then?

- Teyr-Toruk: He kinda whent haywire

- LastNarnian: haywire?

- Teyr-Toruk: went\*

- LastNarnian: \*One of his eyebrows raise.\*

- LastNarnian: Haywire as in "A nervous wreck" Or haywire as in "A meglomaniac?"

- Teyr-Toruk: Meglomaniac?

- Teyr-Toruk: Even I havn't heard of that one

- LastNarnian: (Hm. Has a different definition than I thought. XD)

- LastNarnian: https://www.google.com/search?q=Meglomanica+defnition&rlz=1C1TSNP\_enUS503US503&oq=Meglomanica+defnition&aqs=chrome..69i57j0l3.5735j0j7&sourceid=chrome&es\_sm=93&ie=UTF-8

- LastNarnian: )

- Teyr-Toruk: Um, it's more like he revealed his true identity

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stared at you uncomprehendingly.\*

- LastNarnian: True form?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, he realized his mistake and instantly started giving off the dark mist/fog

- Teyr-Toruk: Then talked about how I was yet another imbalance and such

- LastNarnian: (Sorry, took a walk >.>)

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian paused, his face incredulous.\*

- LastNarnian: He did?

- Teyr-Toruk: Aye

- LastNarnian: So he was part of the Neuteral party?

- LastNarnian: Dang it! I messed up again! \*Narnian stamped his foot and looked away.\*

- LastNarnian: (I'ma 'fraid I don't have time to stay, so I'll just leave a note for youz. ^^)

- LastNarnian: (http://mylittlefacewhen.com/media/f/rsz/mlfw2959\_medium.jpg)

- LastNarnian: (...)

- LastNarnian: (DX)

- LastNarnian: (http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2012/161/4/7/sad\_rainbow\_dash\_by\_afkrobot-d5003uf.png Why do I always find someone with the exact same idea as I have?)

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent Compare.png \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hallo? )

- LastNarnian: (Hey! How are you?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'm good, how about you?

- LastNarnian: (Slightly depressed. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Is it because of those items you sent me whilest I was away? )

- LastNarnian: (Yes.... >.> )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yeah... that kinda stinks )

- LastNarnian: (I've noticed that this ALWAYS happens. >.>)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Aye... )

- LastNarnian: (Now I'm debating whether or not to change my color scheme to avoid the thought of 'copying'. DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Nah. You shouldn't do it for that )

- LastNarnian: (I wouldn't consider it if it wasn't the exact same shade. in the exact same color cordinate. -\_-)

- LastNarnian: (Also, I'd pull senoirity. If I had it. >.< )

- Teyr-Toruk: (That is just such a coincidence... )

- Teyr-Toruk: (It's crazy )

- LastNarnian: (Yep... DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (What're you up too?

- LastNarnian: (Not much. You?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Thinking about re-doing those portal 2 wallpapers now that I know the saturation is too low )

- LastNarnian: (Hm... You should. =D How hard would it be?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Not too dificult, I still have the photoshop files, however now that I know this I think I'll change some of the ones I didn't bother with the first time too )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! =D That works!!!)

- LastNarnian: (We can continue on skype if it's convenient. I'm not playin' full screen. ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright

- Teyr-Toruk: (It's been quite a while since I've played Elsword... )

- LastNarnian: (You wanna join? =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I've kinda lost my edge in Elsword )

- LastNarnian: (That's alright! So did I. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well, and I'm several levels behind )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I dunno. It doesn't interest me much. If I had put money into it when I was interested I would play but currently it doesn't have much value to me.. )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sorry

- LastNarnian: (Tis fine!! ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Do you still play it because you like it as a game or because you put money into it? )

- LastNarnian: (Actually, it's because it's the only game I can play. >.> I lost my Mouse USB.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (ahh, That really stinks though! )

- Teyr-Toruk: (was it one of those tiny BlueTooth ones? )

- LastNarnian: (Yea... >.<)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Ouch. Not going to find that anytime soon )

- LastNarnian: (Yea... DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Any plans for the rest of this week? 0

- Teyr-Toruk: )\*

- LastNarnian: (Just work. >.<)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Woopie... )

- LastNarnian: (Yea....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (What are the chances of you getting on tomorrow? I know saturday is basically not an option )

- LastNarnian: (Eh... That depends. >.< Why?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Beeecause I wanna talk to my cousin? )

- LastNarnian: (Ah! XD Alrighty! I'll see what I can do! ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Only if it wouldn't hurt your grades or anything )

- LastNarnian: (I don't think it would....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Awesome! )

- LastNarnian: (Indeed. =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Done! )

- LastNarnian: (=D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Hah, looking through these at first glance it looks like all I did was make 'em glowy. Did a lot more than that... )

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent Button and Line.png Button Room.png Elevator.png Old Area.png Old Old Area.png Panels.png The Door.png Turret.png Wasted Space.png Wires.png Wires.png Wasted Space.png Turret.png The Door.png Panels.png Old Old Area.png Old Area.png Elevator.png Button Room.png Button and Line.png \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Beendonnn, Doo! Deendoonn, Doo! Beendon, Doo! )

- LastNarnian: (Wha..? XD)

- Teyr-Toruk: (The sounds )

- LastNarnian: (Oh.... XD)

- LastNarnian: ((o: this is beautiful))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((=D ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (What now... )

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Any suggestions for better pictures in the end? ))

- LastNarnian: ((Not really >.>))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Alright. ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((http://engrishman.deviantart.com/art/Let-It-Snow-Let-it-Snooowww-457043030 )))

- Teyr-Toruk: (What shall I do now? )

- LastNarnian: (((\*Heart melts\*)))

- LastNarnian: (Hm.... Er..... Uh... Hm....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Any chance you could steal someone else's mouse? If not I'll try to join you in Elsword, even though I'd just be holding you back )

- LastNarnian: (I'll try, but I've got a wide variety of levels. XD You wouldn't be holding me back at all.)

- LastNarnian: (I got me a mouse!! =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (o: )

- Teyr-Toruk: (=D )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Would you rather play Elsword or maybe a 1v1 TF2 match, or other? )

- LastNarnian: (Anything works for me! ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (>.> )

- LastNarnian: (XD Oh dear)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Flipping a coin )

- LastNarnian: (Perfect!!! =D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (1v1 TF2 )

- LastNarnian: (Alrighty! Let me finish this level... )

- LastNarnian: (I'ma ready! >=D)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Call? )

- LastNarnian: (Sure! =D)

- \*\*\* Call to LastNarnian, duration 1:24:11. \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (Hallo?)

- LastNarnian: (Your steam acount says snooze, but yours skype says online, so... I'm a bit confused. XD)

- LastNarnian: (JOSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPH!!!!)

- LastNarnian: (Joelle desperately needs to know. You going to Elevation?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I don't know when I'll next be on, so Yes. I will be. As long as you guys are. )

- LastNarnian: (Psssst! You there? =3)

- LastNarnian: (It appears you aren't. Ah well. If you do come by this, Tell me what you think!!!!)

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent Potential final2.png \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Looks Awesome! The text is a little difficult to read but overall it looks great!

- \*\*\* Call to LastNarnian, duration 3:29:52. \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Yo?

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  Me? )

- LastNarnian: Hey! =D

- Teyr-Toruk: HI

- Teyr-Toruk: You shoulda texted me

- Teyr-Toruk: I've been here a whie

- Teyr-Toruk: while\*

- LastNarnian: Oh! XD Sorry!

- Teyr-Toruk: Tis fine

- LastNarnian: So, how've ya been?

- Teyr-Toruk: I've been well

- Teyr-Toruk: How about yourself?

- LastNarnian: Brilliant. =D Just finished the last Merit Badge Day.

- Teyr-Toruk: Woooo!!!

- Teyr-Toruk: (Might we chat thorugh le steam? )

- LastNarnian: Digi! Snap out of it! \*Narnian snaps his fingers.\* You can't be dazing off!

- Teyr-Toruk: (where were we XD )

- LastNarnian: (XD We were about to start chasing the shadow-y creature. I'd bring it up, but it was on steam. DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Yeah... sorry about that )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I take a deep breath in\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Sorry.

- LastNarnian: (Tis not your fault! ^^)

- LastNarnian: It's alright. I guess I'd be pretty disoriented if that happened to me. \*He scratched his head thoughtfully.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, follow me. \*He dashes off. His sword reappears in hand. The light hits it just right, and catches you in the eye. You find yourself shuddering as it touched you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I blink away the bright flashh and follow \*

- Teyr-Toruk: Where are we headed?

- Teyr-Toruk: If you have any leads that is

- LastNarnian: Maddox is protecting the elevator, so it's safe to assume that he's going to attempt to escape by the hanger.

- LastNarnian: \*He took a left.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I wasn't out long?

- LastNarnian: Not at all. \*He turns a corner.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Hopefully whatever he did to the lines didn't do anything more permanent

- LastNarnian: Yea...

- LastNarnian: Let's hope not.

- LastNarnian: \*He stops at a large metal door.\*

- LastNarnian: What?!?

- LastNarnian: \*He turns. You see a terminal on it's side, saying in large red letters "LOCK DOWN".

- LastNarnian: \*

- LastNarnian: Right.

- LastNarnian: He's the captain.

- LastNarnian: Digi? Would you do the honors? \*He turned to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go up to the panel\*

- Teyr-Toruk: let's seee

- LastNarnian: \*The words blazed over the screen, blocking the keypad. "LOCK DOWN." \*

- LastNarnian: I can try to hack through the door, but it might be too late to stop him from escaping... \*He looks at the door, almost as if he could see through it.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: You? Ha-Oh I see what you mean \*I say as I start taping around a bit, I try common combinations to "Alt+Cntrl+Del" out and into a mainframe

- Teyr-Toruk: \*through tapping on the corners of the screen in a certain order, etc\*

- LastNarnian: \*The Lock down suddenly releases it's grip on the computer as you click three of the sides, and then the center.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: You did mean hack through with force right? Not trying to break into the system, I'd laugh if you meant that

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I search around for controls \*

- LastNarnian: Yea... I don't 'hack' in that sense. \*He nervously laughs.\* I couldn't hack a gameboy.

- Teyr-Toruk: Gameboy?

- LastNarnian: What, you've never heard of a Gameboy?

- LastNarnian: \*He stares at you incredulously.\*

- LastNarnian: \*You find it password protected.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: No, I havn't. Any idea what the master pass is?

- LastNarnian: Try Two-Six-Eight-Five.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I try such \*

- LastNarnian: \*The computer processes, and then with big red letters replies "ACSESS DENIED"\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Nope

- LastNarnian: Er, Try Six-Five-Four-Nine.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I type it in\*

- LastNarnian: \*ACESS DENIED\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Still no

- LastNarnian: Wha? They must have changed it.... How long was I gone?

- LastNarnian: \*You feel a sudden dark feeling deep within your chest. You shudder. You don't know how you know, but you feel instantly like you should turn around.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Quickly \*

- LastNarnian: \*You see the shadow man sprinting towards you. His hands were bloody, and he was moving towards you at an impressive speed.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I instincivley try to back up\*

- LastNarnian: \*You hit the back of the door. Narnian looks to you, and seeing the distress on your face, instantly turns around.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Seeing his enemy sprinting to him in such a fashion, he goes pale. For a second, it seemed like he would drop his sword. However, he shook it off, and, with his sword shaking, stood in the man's way.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*regaining myself I take a step forward aswel and a motorized hum can now be heard\*

- LastNarnian: \*Before your lines could burst out of your leg, You suddenly felt a cold pain deep in your head. It was like a shadow knife was thrust directly into your brain. You fell to the earth, and clutched your cranium. As he became closer, the pain became sharper.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Being criplied by this the hum shuts off and I am incabable of reacting

- Teyr-Toruk: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJ8po6EsOUA )

- LastNarnian: (Argo Daemon....

- LastNarnian: WHY? XD)

- LastNarnian: \*The pain reaches a climax, for now he is three feet from you. He passes you, and Narnian Swings. You couldn't see what happened, but you heard a sharp intake of breath. It seemed blurred. The world began to fade to black...\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Should I practice lipsyncing or animating? (In SFM ))

- Teyr-Toruk: (((roll 'gain)))

- LastNarnian: (Er.... Uh..... Hm....)

- LastNarnian: \*The world goes black.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Slowly, the world comes back. The pain in the back of your head has dulled to a low throb. You shake your head, and get up. Everything is still hazy, but you feel fine.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I blink a couple times and look around \*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- LastNarnian: \*The first thing you noticed was the lights. Glass lay on the floor, and the entire room was in shadow, but not dark enough that anything was obscured. The next thing you noticed was the metal door. It was torn open. It appeared to have been done crudely, and seemed very animalistic. Finally, the sword caught your attention. Rhindon was sticking straight up, a jewel in the center glowing faintly. Your gaze looked down, and you found an aweful sight awaited you. Rhindon had been turned against his master. Narnian's left arm had been severely cut by the blades edge, and blood seeped out of the wound. He appeared to be uncouncous, but his pale skin told you he had been bleeding for quite some time.\*

- LastNarnian: (XD Hehe! Sorry.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (0\_o )

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  (0\_o) )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Tis ok, you were typing a lot )

- LastNarnian: (Yea, I was. XP Sorry, I kinda get into the story sometimes.)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I go over and try to wake him, being carful of glass \*

- LastNarnian: \*You extend your hoof, and shake him. He doesn't stir. Come to think of it. He doesn't seem to be breathing either.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (Sooooooo? )

- LastNarnian: (Well, he isn't breathing. Probably best to preform CPR. XP)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Animation or Lypsync >.> )

- LastNarnian: (Oh... XD)

- LastNarnian: (Hm.... Animation. Probably best to practice the Basics before the advanced bit.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright, since you have chosen that you get to tell me what I'm animating )

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I bend over and listen for a heart beat \*

- Teyr-Toruk: (I guess I'm on mah own then )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Because I can't think of anything to animate I'll just lypsync music or something )

- LastNarnian: (;-; So sorry. I've been watching the Smash bros Invitational. I'm such a loser.)

- LastNarnian: (Are you even still here? I won't blame you if you aren't. ;-; )

- Teyr-Toruk: (I am here, but must be back later for Dinner. While I'm gone you can think of what you've done )

- Teyr-Toruk: (XP )

- Teyr-Toruk: (No you can just think of something that I should animate )

- LastNarnian: (Okie dokie! ^^ (Have a good dinna!!! =D)

- LastNarnian: )

- LastNarnian: (Hm... You could animate Spy staring at Pyro. He leaves, and Spy goes to sniper and says "You know, I am never sure of what that guy does." The Sniper stares at him, and stabs him in the back, revealing Spy. Spy starts laughing at him.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I would do that. Only problem is none of them ever say those things. I have no audio )

- Teyr-Toruk: ((Back btw XP ))

- Teyr-Toruk: ((You here? ))

- LastNarnian: ((Now I am! =D)

- LastNarnian: (We could record something. XD I can try to do spy.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I'd rather keep my ears from bleeding XP )

- Teyr-Toruk: (JK )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Do you have any ideas that base themselves around music or are audio-less? )

- LastNarnian: (None at the moment. (XD))

- Teyr-Toruk: (>.> )

- LastNarnian: (Hm... You could make an animation of Heavy trying to stuff sandvich in someone's face, trying to make them eat it.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I really don't mean to be shooting down ideas (Shoot me beacuse I always do..) but how about an animation with one person )

- LastNarnian: (Hm... Alrighty! Let's see.......)

- LastNarnian: (You could do Sniper Sniping. That would give you practice with the Kick.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright! )

- LastNarnian: (=D Yay!!! I helped. X3)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Now for the RP! )

- Teyr-Toruk: - Teyr-Toruk:

<<< \*I bend over and listen for a heart beat \*

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  - Teyr-Toruk: \*I bend over and listen for a heart beat \*

<<< )

- LastNarnian: \*His heart is beating ever so slowly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*It's rhythm was inconsistant. Budump. BudBudump. Budump. Bududududump.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I take a step back and my hoof begins to emit a motorized noise (So, with how long it's been I'm sure you've forgoten my 'tips of the hat' or foreshadowing)

- LastNarnian: (The one you just did? Or one from an RP long ago?)

- Teyr-Toruk: (From this RP. Before the long hiatus )

- LastNarnian: (I'm not sure I do. XD/DX Ah well. Roll again....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well, I/Digi redizigned the line system a little bit )

- LastNarnian: (Ooooo.... Play on... =3)

- Teyr-Toruk: \*The noise goes high pitched as I tap my foot to the ground and a line travels to Last Narnian\* ((Changelog 0332: Raw lines in 2D form have large amounts of electricity running through, unprotected contact will electricute))

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I control the line and it makes only momentary and quick contact with Narnian \*

- LastNarnian: \*It conects, and Narnian jumps by the sheer force of the electricity. His eyes flutter open. He coughs.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Narnian!

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I rush back over \*

- LastNarnian: \*He stares straight ahead at the ceiling.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I wave a hoof over his eyes\* Narnian?

- LastNarnian: Have you ever had a moment that you could have sworn you were revisiting the past?

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh \*caught off guard\*

- Teyr-Toruk: You mean dejavu?

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  Dejavu wrote? )

- LastNarnian: Well... Sort of...

- LastNarnian: More like a flashback.

- Teyr-Toruk: Sort of?

- LastNarnian: Except your literally re-living your flashback.

- Teyr-Toruk: I can't say I've entirely experienced that

- LastNarnian: \*He sighed.\*

- LastNarnian: I really messed up back there, Digi.

- Teyr-Toruk: What happened?

- LastNarnian: Well... as he charged at me, I was reminded of a nightmare I once had. A man, just like him, with blood on his hands. He charged at me with the same blood-thirst in his eyes. I swung at him, but I knew it would miss. I knew he would catch it. I knew I would fail. I remember him catching the sword, whincing, and pulling it from my grasp. He then proceeded to impail me. The cut at my side is enough proof. I fell to my own sword, and he kicked me in the face while I was down. I can't remember anything after that.

- Teyr-Toruk: Goodness....\*I say as I circle around him to his wounded side\*

- Teyr-Toruk: How bad are the wounds?

- LastNarnian: I... Don't know. \*He sighed again.\*

- LastNarnian: Who do you think he killed?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I pause, that putting the blood into context\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I

- Teyr-Toruk: I don't know

- LastNarnian: Raven wasn't chasing him.

- LastNarnian: She wasn't following.

- LastNarnian: \*He was silent.\*

- LastNarnian: (brb dinnas)

- LastNarnian: (I'm back! But I have mutual, so I won't be here for long. DX)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Aw )

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  (Aw) )

- Teyr-Toruk: (Well then, let's make some progress )

- LastNarnian: \*A trickle of blood came down his nose. He wiped it, and his lip trembled slightly. He tried to sit up, but grabbed his arm.\*

- LastNarnian: Ugh!

- LastNarnian: \*He slowly sat back down.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Stay down

- Teyr-Toruk: You don't know how bad it is....

- Teyr-Toruk: Nor do I....

- Teyr-Toruk: How might we uh- heal this...

- LastNarnian: It doesn't matter. We need to check on Raven. I'll lick my own wounds.

- LastNarnian: \*He held out his good hand.\*

- LastNarnian: \*A small vial appeared.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He took it to his mouth and pulled off the lid.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The air seemed to have shifted twenty degrees higher as he did so.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He poured it upon his arm. The muscle and skin seemed to knit itself together. He whinced in pain.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The wound disappeared, as if it was washed away by the liquid that came from the vial.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The final droplet hit his skin, and the vial was empty.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He put his hand out, and it disappeared. He slowly got up. He may have recovered, but the blood on the floor made it painfully apparent that he wasn't as healed as he could be.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He stood up completely.\*

- LastNarnian: Now... we get the painful task of deciding whether to try and follow the maniac, or to try and rescue Raven.

- LastNarnian: (Argh, g2g now. X\_X)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Gyarg )

- LastNarnian: (Think of your decision carefully. It will effect the story deeply. U\_U Either way, See you later!!! ^^)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright....Cya)

- LastNarnian: (Oh, and I may actually post something to DA soon. Just FYI.)

- Teyr-Toruk: (o: )

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  (O:) )

- LastNarnian: (With that little teaser, I'll leave. Bye!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Cya )

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  (Cya) )

- Teyr-Toruk: (You there? )

- LastNarnian: Magic!

- LastNarnian: Gueeeeeessss whoooooOOOOOoooo!

- Teyr-Toruk: ?

- LastNarnian: No no NO!

- LastNarnian: Tis not so easy

- LastNarnian: GUESS

- Teyr-Toruk: I am confused

- LastNarnian: GUESS WHOOOOOOO

- LastNarnian: GAAAAH!

- Teyr-Toruk: mmmm

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  out )

- Teyr-Toruk: Jared

- Teyr-Toruk: Or

- Teyr-Toruk: Joelle

- LastNarnian: PWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH MAHAHA!

- LastNarnian: maaaaaaaaybeeeeeeee

- Teyr-Toruk: There. I've guessed

- LastNarnian: AAAAAAH!

- LastNarnian: Two guesses! DISQUALIFIED!

- LastNarnian: MWAHAHAHA!

- LastNarnian: MAGIC!

- LastNarnian: lol, you know, you should feel very rich

- Teyr-Toruk: Why?

- LastNarnian: Because you are spending so much VALUABLE time with eh mwah

- Teyr-Toruk: Sorry

- Teyr-Toruk: I had to go mow the lawn

- Teyr-Toruk: NOOOOO You're not here ;-;

- Teyr-Toruk: Well...

- Teyr-Toruk: Message me on steam if you decide to come back....

- LastNarnian: never mind

- LastNarnian: I got him to sign me in

- LastNarnian: lol

- Teyr-Toruk: Nyallright..

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent tumblr\_mjdntgRNfd1rldb75o1\_1280.png yQy4V.png 250px-Medic.png 250px-Archimedes.png 250px-Archimedes.png 250px-Medic.png yQy4V.png tumblr\_mjdntgRNfd1rldb75o1\_1280.png \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  Saintes files "tumblr\_mjdntgRNfd1rldb75o1\_1280.png\ )

- LastNarnian: brb

- Teyr-Toruk: Here are those

- LastNarnian: thank you

- Teyr-Toruk: but your best reference will be "Meet the Medic"

- Teyr-Toruk: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=36lSzUMBJnc&feature=kp

- LastNarnian: thanks

- LastNarnian: brb

- LastNarnian: AAAAAAARGH!

- LastNarnian: That took for ever

- LastNarnian: I hate scrubing potatoes

- Teyr-Toruk: Why not just peel them?

- Teyr-Toruk: aRe you having baked potatoes?

- LastNarnian: yush

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah

- LastNarnian: you know the files you sent me?

- LastNarnian: Oh! Never mind!

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright

- Teyr-Toruk: brb in a while, seeing Mr. Pbody and sherman

- Teyr-Toruk: Cya!

- LastNarnian: Oh, okay

- LastNarnian: have fun

- Teyr-Toruk: I'll try

- Teyr-Toruk: Not sure I'll like it

- LastNarnian: Yeah, well you never know

- Teyr-Toruk: Arlgith

- Teyr-Toruk: Cya!

- LastNarnian: bye

- Teyr-Toruk: Back!\

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  Back!\\ )

- LastNarnian: Hiyah

- LastNarnian: Ima done

- Teyr-Toruk: o:

- LastNarnian: tis finished

- Teyr-Toruk: =D

- LastNarnian: I don't think it looks much like him

- LastNarnian: but what ever! If you don't like it tis your own fault~

- LastNarnian: You brought this on yourself!

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent Medic .png \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: oh dear

- LastNarnian: what have I done!?

- LastNarnian: Don't hate me

- Teyr-Toruk: Now why would I hate you?

- LastNarnian: tis awful

- Teyr-Toruk: Nah

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  Close )

- LastNarnian: yush

- Teyr-Toruk: Nah.

- Teyr-Toruk: I'd say everything exept maybe the chin and hair line. That's it

- LastNarnian: yeah

- LastNarnian: I didn't know what to do

- LastNarnian: at leat the line art came out clean

- Teyr-Toruk: Yeah

- LastNarnian: Alrighty! I'ma online. =3

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent Untitled.png Untitled.png \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Enjoy

- LastNarnian: o: what's this?

- Teyr-Toruk: My mind at midnight XD

- LastNarnian: XD

- Teyr-Toruk: This is what it's supposed to be

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent Untitled.png Untitled.png \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: but then

- Teyr-Toruk: My hands

- Teyr-Toruk: They got a holld of the SFM file

- Teyr-Toruk: I've been editing the entire thing XD

- LastNarnian: o.o

- Teyr-Toruk: XD

- Teyr-Toruk: You'll get to see it's beauty when you arrive

- Teyr-Toruk: X

- Teyr-Toruk: XD

- Teyr-Toruk: I have a few scenes left

- LastNarnian: o.o

- LastNarnian: Double o.o

- \*\*\* LastNarnian sent Octavia.sai \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: A challenge I did yesterday. ^^

- Teyr-Toruk: Cool!!!

- Teyr-Toruk: What was the challenge?

- Teyr-Toruk: Just draw her?

- Teyr-Toruk: Or like a time trial thing?

- LastNarnian: Just drawing her. I was trying to do a dialouge picture.

- Teyr-Toruk: Cool!

- Teyr-Toruk: I like it!

- Teyr-Toruk: One single critique

- LastNarnian: ?

- Teyr-Toruk: The view point of the eyes are really close, as though she's looking at something really up close

- Teyr-Toruk: that's all though

- Teyr-Toruk: (Maybe take off the 'really' on that)

- Teyr-Toruk: At least on the left (far) eye

- LastNarnian: I see! I'll have to work on that....

- Teyr-Toruk: And I'm not good with that so it may be fine

- LastNarnian: No, that was actually the one thing I was worried about. XD You called it on the dot.

- LastNarnian: How are the lines?

- Teyr-Toruk: smoother!

- LastNarnian: =D

- Teyr-Toruk: On the ouside they are great

- Teyr-Toruk: I feel like inside gets a bit more shakey

- Teyr-Toruk: but that's just me

- LastNarnian: I don't mind that as much, to be honest. I think I'll change the eyes and be done with it.

- LastNarnian: Later, that is. I'm too lazy....

- Teyr-Toruk: XD

- Teyr-Toruk: You not-lazy enough to maybe take some pics of your drawings? (Unless you want to wait until you're here)

- LastNarnian: I think I'll wait. Only because then I can stockpile. =3

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright!

- LastNarnian: However, I would dare to say that I've gotten better, so be ready. >=D

- Teyr-Toruk: o:

- \*\*\* Call to LastNarnian \*\*\*

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent 2014-06-24\_00001.jpg 2014-06-24\_00001.jpg \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I think we should find Raven

- LastNarnian: \*LastNarnian Jumps to his feet.\*

- LastNarnian: I concure.

- Teyr-Toruk: Let's go then

- LastNarnian: \*He dashes off. In his haste, he forgets Rhindon. The sword pulses, and slowly fades.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I quickly follow\*

- \*\*\* Teyr-Toruk sent 2014-06-24\_00002.jpg 2014-06-24\_00002.jpg \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qc-YMUWvA1s

- LastNarnian: \*We bolt forward, and you trip over a piece of metal. You scrape your knee, and fall over. Narnian relentlessly plunges on, heedless of your pain. You get up, and dart after him. You trip over your legs, and roll over. You get up, and you plunge ahead a bit slower. A piece of metal falls on your head, and it breaks upon your horn. ......Ouch. You are NOT having a good day.

- LastNarnian: \*

- Teyr-Toruk:  \*I give myself a moment, and look up for the origin of the metal, while starting back up my trot\*

- Teyr-Toruk: ( (flag:gb)  \*I give myself a moment, and look up for the origin of the metal, while starting back up my trot\* )

- LastNarnian: \*You see only a piece of rusted metal. It was surprisingly large for such a high-tech building. You continue your trot, and after a while you turn a corner. You stop in surprise and horror. Blood. Everywhere. It was as if the victim had been stabbed multiple times, and kicked for good measure. The trail of blood crept around a corner, and only a leg was visible. It was torn horribly, although most of it seemed to be surface wounds. Bits of unknown black material dusted the body, and the clothes /originally snow white/ had become every bit as red as the liquid it sat in. Quiet, heart-wrenching sobs came from the area...\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Shocked by this, it takes me a moment before I walk towards the corner to inspect the victim, and see if they are even alive\*

- LastNarnian: \*The sight pains you to see. At first, the body was unrecognizable, but the uniform gives it up. "UEF" it boldy proclaimed. Dominic Maddox sat down, choking in his own blood. Every breath seemed to rattle across his body, and he shuddered. Raven sat over him, tears streaming down her cheeks. Suddenly, you saw past her cold, uncaring demeanor. In her place, you saw a stress-worn girl struggling, but watching someone die. Your heart broke as she clutched Dominic's clothes. He was badly mutilated...

- LastNarnian: \*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I rushed over, too shocked for words\*

- LastNarnian: ( https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10152214872088877&set=a.392401078876.172518.319892343876&type=1 )

- LastNarnian: \*Raven's eyes darted up as she heard your heavy hoof-falls, but they soften as they meet your eyes.\*

- LastNarnian: Oh.... DigiChip....

- LastNarnian: \*Her voice broke.\*

- LastNarnian: He... He saved my life.

- LastNarnian: That shadow creature....

- LastNarnian: No... that shadow THING...

- LastNarnian: It jumped me. However, before he could kill me, Dominic jumped in...

- LastNarnian: He shot him, and blasted a hole through one of his legs.

- LastNarnian: However, it grew back and he advanced. No matter how much he shot, it would cringe, and the bullet hole would seal itself. He got to him, and he... he... \*Her voice broke off.\*

- LastNarnian: Digi...

- LastNarnian: What was that thing?

- LastNarnian: ( http://www.deviantart.com/art/The-Walking-Discord-463273340 )

- Teyr-Toruk: Its.... a thing of another dimention

- LastNarnian: \*Her eyes lifted to meet yours. Unbelief laced her eyes, but it dissolved quickly. She turned her eyes back Maddox.\*

- LastNarnian: Normally, I would call you a fool, and tell you not to joke about such serious matters. However, with the things I've seen, I am ready to believe nearly anything.

- Teyr-Toruk: It doesn't matter

- LastNarnian: I'm too late.

- LastNarnian: \*You turned around. Narnian stared at the corpse, his eyes filled with pale horror.\*

- LastNarnian: ( https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10202451995245116&set=p.10202451995245116&type=1 )

- Teyr-Toruk: Do you have anything on you that can help him

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I quickly say\*

- LastNarnian: \*I cast my eyes down.\*

- LastNarnian: I.

- LastNarnian: I.

- LastNarnian: \*I'm silent. I close my eyes, and put a hand to my head.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Words dance around my mouth. None of them are coherant. None of them make sense. I seem to be recieting something, like I'm going through a grocery list.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Do you?! \*I seem somewhat panicked

- LastNarnian: \*My breath quickens. I speed up.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly my eyes light up.\*

- LastNarnian: Nothing magical, however traditional will have to do.

- LastNarnian: \*A small box begins to appear. Narnian sweats, but he shakes it off. It solidifies.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Slowly, it falls to the floor. Narnian falls to one knee, and he shakes his head.\*

- LastNarnian: Open the box.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I bend down to it, and take the lid off\*

- LastNarnian: \*Inside of the box you see a variety of objects, each of which are completely odd. You saw a moss covered rock, a dusty feather, and several claws. A knife, a slice of bark, and a set of marbles were also sticking out.\*

- LastNarnian: G-Grab the knife....

- LastNarnian: The bark...

- LastNarnian: and the rock...

- LastNarnian: Oh! And the cheetoes.....

- LastNarnian: \*You took another glance, and spotted a bag of doritoes.

- LastNarnian: \*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I grab the knife, bark, rock\* You mean doritoes?

- LastNarnian: Oh. It's doritoes? Whatever. Hand it to me.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I give the bag to him\*

- LastNarnian: \*He opens it, and takes a handful. You're surprised, as the amount he took seemed too much for such a small bag. He munches one.\*

- LastNarnian: Bleh! Stale.

- LastNarnian: But it'll have to do.

- LastNarnian: \*He puts down the doritoes, and picks up the knife.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He stares at his arm.\*

- LastNarnian: This is going to hurt.

- LastNarnian: \*He plunges the knife into his arm, whincing as the blade met flesh.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He pulled it out, and a thick spurt of blood came out. He administered his blood upon the bark.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He closed his eyes and ate a chip from his huge pile.\*

- LastNarnian: Would you mind feeding Maddox the stone?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I just about start taking the stone over and do a double take\* What?

- LastNarnian: Get him to swallow it.

- LastNarnian: Don't question. He doesn't have much time....

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I take it over\*

- LastNarnian: \*The stone feels cold in your skin. As you open his mouth, you notice several teeth knocked out. You looked up to see several molers upon the floor. You shudder and push it down his throat.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He quietly takes another chip.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He dips his hand in Maddox's blood, and cups his hand. He withdrawled it, carrying a small portion.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He pours it into the bark, and it mixes with his own.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He shudders.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He wipes the blood on his shirt, and /with the same hand/ takes another doriteo.\*

- LastNarnian: Pft. Do you want to contribute? \*He stares at you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: It may be for the best if I don't

- LastNarnian: Hmph. Sorry, forgot you were an Equine. Yea, that may not work out for the best....

- LastNarnian: (brb ICE CREAMMMMMM)

- LastNarnian: \*He eats another doritoe.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: I should probably get started.

- LastNarnian: \*He sighes.

- LastNarnian: \*

- LastNarnian: \*He gets up from his sitting postion, and grabs the doritoes. He turns them over, and goes around in a circle dumping doritoes around Maddox. Your jaw dropped as you stared. What. The. Heck. hundreds-no, thousands of doritoes must have fallen in a circle around him. How many doritoes were in that bag?!?\*

- LastNarnian: \*he finishes his circle and he sits back down. He smacks his lips. He stares at you.\*

- LastNarnian: What? You didn't think I was smacking on Doritoes for my health, did you?

- Teyr-Toruk: Uh

- LastNarnian: (I'm going to work this out. Hold on....)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Alright)

- LastNarnian: (This may take a bit longer then expected. Listen to some soothing beethoven while we finish this... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ&feature=kp )

- Teyr-Toruk: (FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF)

- Teyr-Toruk: (RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH)

- Teyr-Toruk: (WHYYYYYY)

- Teyr-Toruk: (WHY)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Why...)

- Teyr-Toruk: (why.)

- LastNarnian: (Because I'm a troll. .....A big, fat, ugly one that lives under a bridge. XD MWHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Aye. That be true.)

- LastNarnian: ( Here you are! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvcJqcUlYTo )

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- LastNarnian: Well? Have you guessed what I'm doing yet?

- Teyr-Toruk: I would hope, helping him

- LastNarnian: Well.... Let's hope I don't live to regret this.

- LastNarnian: \*He pauses.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, I HOPE I live,  but I hope I don't regret it.

- LastNarnian: ....

- LastNarnian: Wow.

- LastNarnian: that was completely ruined.

- LastNarnian: I am so sorry.

- LastNarnian: \*He looks at the other items.\*

- LastNarnian: Come beat me in a game of marbles. \*He pulls out the sack of marbles.

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- Teyr-Toruk: WHA?!-\*I then get cut off by you\*

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: Hurry!

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I rush to you as you set up the game\*

- LastNarnian: \*You create a shooter, and look up. Narnian pounces on you. He steals your shooter, and grabs his own. He throws them against the wall.\*

- LastNarnian: What are you doing?!? Your wasting time! \*He starts mumbling to himself and looks back in his box.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He pulls out a stuffed teddy bear. He stares at it. He munches it.\*

- LastNarnian: Bleh! Not tastely.

- LastNarnian: \*He throws it aside.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He continues mumbling.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Wha- What are you doing?!!

- LastNarnian: Stuffing chicken with rice.

- LastNarnian: \*He grabbed a rubber chicken, and started stuffing a cup into it's mouth.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Narnian!\

- LastNarnian: \*He stares at you, his eyes wide.\*

- LastNarnian: Yes? What about honey mustard?

- Teyr-Toruk: W-What?

- Teyr-Toruk: What's gotten into you?

- Teyr-Toruk: Why are you acting like this/

- LastNarnian: No shakespeare, thank you. \*He goes back to mumbling.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look over to Raven\* This isn't normal

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look back\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Nar-Ni-An. Focus

- LastNarnian: Hmmmm? \*He turns to you.\*

- LastNarnian: About what? Chips? I hate chips. Chips are fat freeeeeee~ \*He goes cross-eyed. Or cross-word? I can't tell anymore.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: He's lost it

- LastNarnian: \*Raven paused. She looked at the doritoes.\*

- LastNarnian: \*She looked back to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Do you think...?

- LastNarnian: Perhaps the chips are the reason he's so out of it. What if it's some sort of connection? What if all of this is leaking at his sanity, and the 'Doritoes' are a way to keep him from losing it?

- Teyr-Toruk: That's some distant dot-connecting. Are you certain?

- LastNarnian: \*She gave you a cold look.\* I've watched Maddox be torn appart by a creature that cannot die. My grasp on reality is slightly shaken.

- LastNarnian: Thus. The far dot-connecting.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look back to Narnian\*

- LastNarnian: \*He rocks himself, muttering something.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I grab the bag of chips, look in it and "If Bag.value == value.empty{DigiChip.ask} If Bag.Value == value.filled{LastNarnian.GiveItem(Enviroment.Chips)};\*

- LastNarnian: \*SYNTEX ERROR\*

- LastNarnian: \*Cough Cough\*

- LastNarnian: \*Anyway,\*

- LastNarnian: \*The bag is brim full with chips. Strange. It was just... Nevermind. You hand it to Narnian, who stares at it. He crinkles his nose, and opened his mouth, but you stuff a chip in it. You force it down his throat, and he gags. He coughs and sputters, but suddenly stands up. He shakes his head slightly, and turns to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Humana humana, whaaaa? What just happened?

- Teyr-Toruk: You lost it

- Teyr-Toruk: May still be

- Teyr-Toruk: Seemed to work though

- Teyr-Toruk: Eat!

- LastNarnian: \*His eyes widen, and he begins to stuff his face. Handful after handful dissapeared down his gullet. He finally ate one more chip, and belched.\*

- LastNarnian: Ah.

- LastNarnian: Feeling solid now.

- Teyr-Toruk: Great

- Teyr-Toruk: Now can we help Maddox?

- LastNarnian: Ah. Blood transfusion. Crazy stuff. Right.

- LastNarnian: \*He picks up the bark. He twists it into a spiral, and some of the blood leaks out. However, it suddenly pops, and the edges become one. He grabs the knife once more. Fearing he was going to cut himself again, you look away. When you heard the sound of metal hitting metal, you looked up again. He. Was. Dicing. ....At a time. Like. This.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: This has reason, right?

- LastNarnian: \*He stares at you.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, yes! I hardly believe he could swallow this whole! \*He grabbed another chip. He stared at it. Reluctantly, he edged it towards his mouth and popped it in.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Ok

- LastNarnian: \*He finished dicing.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He poured the contents into Maddox's mouth.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stared happily at his work.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He stared at Raven.\*

- LastNarnian: You... May want to back off. He's going to be ravenous when he wakes up. You don't want to get too close.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I put a large distance between me and him\*

- LastNarnian: \*Raven edged away also.\*

- LastNarnian: Aaaand he should be waking up now....

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox gasped. He sat up. The wounds on his sides began to heal.\*

- LastNarnian: And he'll consume now.....

- LastNarnian: \*He began shuddering. His frantic, almost animal eyes glanced around. He saw the chips. He immediately began devouring them, stuffing it into his mouth.\*

- LastNarnian: And he'll be released....

- LastNarnian: Now.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox kept eating.\*

- LastNarnian: .....

- LastNarnian: Now.

- LastNarnian: \*Still eating.\*

- LastNarnian: GOSH DARNIT! NOW!

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox kept eating.\*

- LastNarnian: ....

- LastNarnian: Why.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I but in\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Now.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox stopped eating and looked up. He blinked several times, and shuddered.\*

- LastNarnian: What... What happened? And why is there cheese glaze on my face?

- LastNarnian: ....

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian looks to you with a death glare.\*

- LastNarnian: How come you always come out on top like that?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I smile\*

- LastNarnian: Oh don't you give me that!  \*He turns away.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: By the way, you may want to get your marbles out of he blood

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn back to Maddox\* Are you doing alright?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian turned to his Marbles.\*

- LastNarnian: NOOOOOOOO!!!

- LastNarnian: WHY!?! Who did this madness?!? \*He turned to you.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox stared at Narnian.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm fine, thanks for asking, DigiChip.

- LastNarnian: What happened?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I let Raven explain\*

- LastNarnian: \*Raven let's Narnian explain.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian let's DigiChip explain.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Utter silence.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I pony up and explain the events and Narnian's madness\*

- LastNarnian: ....

- LastNarnian: Narnian went mad?

- Teyr-Toruk: I guess so. The doritoes seemed to help though

- LastNarnian: So.

- LastNarnian: You mean to tell me that he went mad because he hadn't had his... 'Chips'? \*He looked balefully at Narnian.\*

- LastNarnian: Hey! Let's see you preform a sanguis art without a rope for staying sane. \*He harrumphs.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Sanguis art?

- LastNarnian: The Sanguis arts maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay be a form of... Er... That is to say... Witch craft? \*He gives you a cheesy smile. Beneath it, hidden behind the joking light you could see a slight tinge of terror.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Ah.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox closed his eyes. He didn't say a word.\*

- \*\*\* Call ended, duration 5:53:39 \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: (Oh yes... =3)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Awwwww yeah)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Call and RP?)

- LastNarnian: (Hold on a sec)

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- LastNarnian: (You no can hear meh? D=)

- Teyr-Toruk: (I can no hear you)

- LastNarnian: (NOooooooo!!!!)

- LastNarnian: (I fix... Hold on...)

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- LastNarnian: \*Raven paled.\*

- LastNarnian: You mean you used Black  Magic?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian blinked several times. His response seemed offended.\*

- LastNarnian: There is a HUGE difference in what I did, and black Magic.

- LastNarnian: Black Magic is used for Malicious purposes. It is used to possess, rip, tear, maim, and kill. Witchcraft is often associated with that, but only a portion of it IS  Black Magic! Anyway, I didn't even USE Magic to save him! It IS a magical reaction, though.... \*He seemed slightly thoughtful....\*

- LastNarnian: Magic is magic. \*Raven said, seemingly nervous.\*

- LastNarnian: In ancient civilzation, the Illuminate hanged all charletans. What do you think they'll say when they realize that a great captian used 'magic' to save another?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian hesitated.\*

- LastNarnian: Um...

- LastNarnian: I would also add that these charletans were tortured. The brass bull, the bloodfilled closet, the gravity-smush, each were tested to see if they actually used 'Magic.' The Illuminate were always brutal with anyone who proclaimed to have such powers except Religionists.

- LastNarnian: Do you think that you have such magic to defend yourself against that?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian was silent, his eyes searching for something.\*

- LastNarnian: They...

- LastNarnian: Don't...

- LastNarnian: Have to know...

- LastNarnian: \*Raven shook her head.\*

- LastNarnian: \*She pointed up.

- LastNarnian: \*

- LastNarnian: \*You saw a short camera, focused upon Narnian, portuding out of the ceiling.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian seemed stunned.\*

- LastNarnian: ...

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I looked up at it, at the same time you could hear a high pitched wirr. You see a line travel up the wall and up the ceiling, it makes contact with the camera. Nothing seems to happen, but when you look down I'm still concentrating\*

- LastNarnian: Raven, you're not going to turn me in, are you?

- LastNarnian: \*Raven was silent.\*

- LastNarnian: \*You cast a slight glance, breaking your concentration for a split second, and you registered that her face showed mixed feelings. You turned your eyes back, working on your task once more.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I resume concentrating and in just a moment the camera went from looking at you, to staring at the floor, with no signs of life within it\*

- LastNarnian: Digi, What did you do?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*The line quickly dematerializes, leaving a scortch mark in the wall and a few green dust specks fell to the ground\* I followed the wire and burnt out the main hardware system.

- Teyr-Toruk: Awful lot of work though.

- Teyr-Toruk: When I could maybe...

- Teyr-Toruk: hmmmm

- LastNarnian: Have you destroyed the records?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well as I kinda destroyed the entire security mainframe and possibly \*You hear a quiet boom in the distace\*  set a fire.....

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stared at you. Suddenly, you found yourself in a bear-grip hug. Narnian spun you around, laughing. You began to feel slightly nasueated.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Woah now

- LastNarnian: You have saved my hide! Thank you SO much!

- Teyr-Toruk: Ok \*I find my way out of this gripping rollercoaster\*

- LastNarnian: \*You escape, and he collides with the wall.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: O- You ok?

- LastNarnian: I ham fine! \*He went cross-eyed and fell to the floor.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh boy, don't tell me we need another health ritual for you \*I reach down and help you back up\*

- LastNarnian: \*I get up.\*

- LastNarnian: Oof.

- LastNarnian: \*Raven suddenly looked to you with alarm.\*

- LastNarnian: The shadow-man! I was so distracted with Maddox that I couldn'

- LastNarnian:  t

- LastNarnian:  focus on him.

- LastNarnian: Where is he?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian explained what happened.\*

- LastNarnian: Shouldn't we go after him? \*She turned to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Well...

- Teyr-Toruk: \*Realization comes across my face\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh my

- Teyr-Toruk: Sequrity system is offline

- LastNarnian: (http://youtu.be/6672DziGVtQ)

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian's eyes widened.\*

- LastNarnian: \*he gapes slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox was the first to recover.\*

- LastNarnian: Come on! We need to hunt this freak down. How far could he have gotten from this base?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian searched his memory.\*

- LastNarnian: Um.

- LastNarnian: He still would need to get passed the atmosphere. There is a gate around it, prohibiting anyone from entering and exiting without authorization.

- Teyr-Toruk: Are you sure that's still online?

- LastNarnian: It's entirely solar powered. Not only that, but it is semi-self-sustaining.

- Teyr-Toruk: Great.

- LastNarnian: So... He may still be in orbit.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox nodded.\*

- LastNarnian: Perfect.

- LastNarnian: We need to catch him before he leaves, or we might as well ask him to pretty please let us cast him in irons.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian shook his head.\*

- LastNarnian: It isn't enough to throw him in prision.

- LastNarnian: \*He was silent for a second.\*

- LastNarnian: We need to kill him.

- LastNarnian: \*Raven seemed startled.\*

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- LastNarnian: \*Maddox stared at him. You were startled to see the light inside his eyes. It was the light of a seasoned and steeled commander. You were suddenly reminded. This man had seen many wars, and survived them all. He was smarter then a machine, and could caculate better than one also.\*

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- Teyr-Toruk: Your thoughts, Madox?

- LastNarnian: Do you have anything that can truely harm him?

- Teyr-Toruk: Thoughts maybe?

- LastNarnian: ....

- LastNarnian: You can't hurt them with thoughts, can you?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well

- Teyr-Toruk: It seems Narnian took one down by making it think of it's existance

- Teyr-Toruk: However it wasn't quite as....

- Teyr-Toruk: Brutal

- \*\*\* Call ended, duration 1:45:46 \*\*\*

- Teyr-Toruk: (It appears you left)

- Teyr-Toruk: (Due to internetal issues)

- Teyr-Toruk: Call to LastNarnian, no answer.

- LastNarnian: (I ham back! Sorry! >.<)

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- LastNarnian: (Joeeeeeeseeeeeeeph!! Come back to MEEEEEEEE!!!)

- \*\*\* Call to LastNarnian \*\*\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian blushed slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox turned to him.\*

- LastNarnian: Is this true?

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian nodded.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm certain that this one won't be so simply convinced, however.

- Teyr-Toruk: Probably not

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stopped. A ringing was distinctly heard.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He patted himself down.\*

- LastNarnian: \*he looked to you.\*

- LastNarnian: It's not me.

- LastNarnian: \*Raven did the same.\*

- LastNarnian: Not me either.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox put a hand to his ear.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm clear.

- LastNarnian: \*Each eye turned to you.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I am taken aback that I am the source of the ringing\* Uh \*I nose into my sadle bags\*

- LastNarnian: \*You find a walkie talkie among the /dusty/ objects.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I pull it out with a hoof and click the side\*

- LastNarnian: \*You see a screen turn on.\*

- LastNarnian: DigiChip, your report is overdue.

- Teyr-Toruk: My appoligies

- Teyr-Toruk: I report in.

- Teyr-Toruk: That good enough?

- LastNarnian: As much as it grieves me to tell you, that is NOT sufficent. Have you secured the dimension?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, the dimention is locked.

- LastNarnian: Perfect. Why have you not reported back to the facility.

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, I'm still in the dimetnion

- LastNarnian: What?!?

- LastNarnian: Why?!?

- Teyr-Toruk: Well, we have had some issues

- LastNarnian: What are these issues?

- Teyr-Toruk: Issues.

- LastNarnian: \*Silence.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Radio silence XP\*

- LastNarnian: We need more information, DigiChip.

- LastNarnian: Why.

- LastNarnian: Are you still in the dimension.

- Teyr-Toruk: All that matters is that even while I'm dealing with these issues the dimention is secure and right after I leave I can re-secure it

- LastNarnian: Yes, but we can't deep-lock it with you IN IT.

- Teyr-Toruk: I know.

- LastNarnian: We suggest you leave immediately.

- Teyr-Toruk: Have you already started the proccess?

- LastNarnian: No, we have not. We cannot with a board member in the dimension in question.

- LastNarnian: We cannot act at the moment.

- Teyr-Toruk: Alright, I'm guessing you arn't going to play nice if I delay too much longer so I'll just ask you this. Do you have anything that can quickly and efficiantly defeat a Neutral Party Member

- LastNarnian: \*Radio silence.\*

- LastNarnian: Is there a Neutral party in the dimension?

- Teyr-Toruk: It would appear that one may have gotten in even before the deep lock was in place.

- LastNarnian: \*For a second, there was silence.\*

- LastNarnian: Retreat.

- LastNarnian: We have yet to figure out how to deal with one of the neutral party. of what calibur is this creature?

- Teyr-Toruk: Um... dangerous?

- LastNarnian: If he's more then a scout, then we need to retreat. We have nothing to combat this creature. Pull. Out.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I look around the room for their reactions\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian seemed shocked. Raven had put upon herself her face of stone. Maddox seemed confused.\*

- LastNarnian: We... can't just give up...

- LastNarnian: \*The radio's voice turned harsh.\*

- LastNarnian: Who is that with you?

- Teyr-Toruk: Woah now

- Teyr-Toruk: Calm

- Teyr-Toruk: It's a friend

- LastNarnian: You should be alone.

- LastNarnian: We sent you alone.

- LastNarnian: Who have you made contact with?!?

- Teyr-Toruk: Friend, that's all that matters.

- LastNarnian: \*A sigh came on the other end.\*

- LastNarnian: We must pull you out.

- LastNarnian: However...

- LastNarnian: We have a way to stop these creatures.

- LastNarnian: If only temporarily.

- LastNarnian: magic

- Teyr-Toruk: \*snort snort\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Okay, how?

- LastNarnian: We have an experemental invention. More information will be briefed to you as soon as you arrive.

- Teyr-Toruk: How about we fix the problem now and not later

- LastNarnian: We cannot do ANYTHING until you leave.

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, to the side of you unfocused. You turned, but it seemed normal.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Hold on!

- Teyr-Toruk: Gimme a moment!

- LastNarnian: You have to leave now.

- LastNarnian: If it has been here that long, then the damage it has done can be beyond repair if we don't act NOW.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ugh.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn to Narnian quickly, tapping the side of the WalkieTalkie, turning it off\* Meet me at my facility next time it's conveniant. Signal me with one of the control panels

- LastNarnian: Ooooooh no, I'm coming with you. I need to 'talk' to this board of yours. \*His glance was determined.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Are you certain you want to do that

- LastNarnian: You couldn't stop me if you tried. \*He smiled slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I smile\* There is not stopping you when you really want it I guess

- LastNarnian: \*You noticed something quickly. Raven lifted up her tattered sleeve, and clicked a button on her wrist. She did it so covertly you only caught the end of the gesture.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox coughed.\*

- LastNarnian: So...

- LastNarnian: You're just going to leave us?

- Teyr-Toruk: I don't think I have much choice

- LastNarnian: Yea... The Foundation is very powerful, but very demanding, and VERY slow. We'll do what we can, but we will fight to get you assistance. \*He smiled.\*

- LastNarnian: \*The area you saw distorted again.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you heard something dull. It was a low sound, and very quiet also.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grinned to Maddox.\*

- LastNarnian: I'm going to miss you, even if you don't remember me.

- LastNarnian: Santa fe.

- LastNarnian: \*Maddox said two words. Narnian's eyebrows suddenly raised. Maddox smirked slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I gave a questioning look to Narnian and Madox\*

- LastNarnian: It's....

- LastNarnian: An inside joke. \*Maddox finished.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, to your right began to swirl. It was as if someone had begun to mix it with an egg beater. Raven stared impassively, whilst Maddox whistled.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: See yua

- Teyr-Toruk: ya\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, just as the blue-ish portal began to open, the noise reached a climax. You were suddenly reminded of when the running of the leaves took place every year. The noises were actually quiet similar. Suddenly, someone rounded a bend. He had a red face, and a slightly pudgey nose. One of his shoes were stuck off, and he was in completely white garments. He darted next to Raven, who stood with her face tilted up, and her shoulders squared. Soon, however, another person, a girl this time, came around the bend with a brush in her hair. Another came, and another came. The noise slowly died down, and a squadron of men and women stood in front of it, each seemingly unprepared in some way. Only three were completely dressed, and seemingly normal. Behind you, the portal reached the climax, and began swirling.\*

- LastNarnian: Sir! We are reporting for duty!

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stared. He seemed to hesitate.\*

- LastNarnian: Why... Why are you all here?

- LastNarnian: Sir.

- LastNarnian: We have awaited you for a long time. \*Raven grined ever so slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: We knew you would eventually arrive.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian tried to say something. He opened his mouth, and closed it again. Funny. He wasn't often speechless....\*

- LastNarnian: We would like to travel with you once more, sir. We have been training so that the last incident doesn't ever happen again. We wish to go on more adventures.

- LastNarnian: You turned us underdogs into a great team. We owe you our lives. For that, we wish to accompany you. \*She bowed.\*

- LastNarnian: Captain, you have but to tell us where to go.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian stared at her.\*

- LastNarnian: I...

- LastNarnian: I can't ask you to go where I'm going.

- LastNarnian: You're lives are here.

- LastNarnian: You...

- LastNarnian: can't spend your lives on me.

- LastNarnian: \*A slight murmur in the group greeted him.\*

- LastNarnian: Sir.

- LastNarnian: \*A man stepped forward. He had glasses, a thin, pale face, and orange hair to top it off.\*

- LastNarnian: I was once a nobody.

- LastNarnian: I was picked on.

- LastNarnian: I was thought to be the worst stradigest in the academy.

- LastNarnian: To be honest....

- LastNarnian: I thought so too.

- LastNarnian: However.

- LastNarnian: You gave me a chance to breathe. And for that, there isn't a cybran, UEF, or even Illuminate who has yet beat me in battle.

- LastNarnian: \*He stepped back.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Another stepped forward. He had asian decent, and when he spoke, his Asian accent removed all doubt.\*

- LastNarnian: Sir.

- LastNarnian: Once, I was concidered a poor pilot.

- LastNarnian: I would swerve.

- LastNarnian: I would crash.

- LastNarnian: I would kill all of my passengers due to my insecurity and clumsy, inexperienced hands.

- LastNarnian: You  stepped in, and told me to NEVER let go of the wheel. I was the pilot, so I had a responsibilty to work to protect the team, and to stay focused.

- LastNarnian: It took me a fortnight of constant work, and little sleep, but I became the greatest 'Hotshot'. I still hold the record for the least damage in the simulator.

- LastNarnian: \*He stepped back. Finally, a girl stepped up. She had light, strawberry blonde hair. She had a elegant face, and held herself with the poise of a beauty queen.\*

- LastNarnian: Sir.

- LastNarnian: \*Her voice was thickly accented with French.\*

- LastNarnian: Once upon a time, I thought I was the greatest. I shot nearly every 'dove' at the shooting range with amazing accuracy. I thought myself too perfect to be trained. I acted it too.

- LastNarnian: \*Tears suddenly filled her eyes.\*

- LastNarnian: However.

- LastNarnian: You came in one day, and told me off for putting Marcus down. You proved to me that I wasn't 'the greatest' because I shot the straightest. You stood up. To one of the most dangerous women in the academy. I still stand amazed that you stood for someone that seemed so below you.

- LastNarnian: Once you shot that third clay pidgeon, I learnt something that takes a lot of merit to learn. Modesty. Because I don't see myself in such a light anymore, I can see so much more clearly. I haven't missed a shot since that day, real or simulated.

- LastNarnian: \*Raven spoke up.\*

- LastNarnian: I thought I was the best leader. I was the greatest, and that I could wrangle a poor team and shape them up into a powerful asset and ally. In doing so, I'd become a historical heroine at the academy.

- LastNarnian: However, I didn't couldn't see passed my nose. I thought of what the team lacked, and not what it's members needed.

- LastNarnian: I thought that if I whipped them into shape, I'd be the best.

- LastNarnian: I was wrong.

- LastNarnian: Ever since our talk, I have struggled more to serve it's members.

- LastNarnian: Now, our dormitories are the cleanest, our scores are the highest, and we are the most cordinated.

- LastNarnian: Our record for this team has never even been challenged thanks to you.

- LastNarnian: We owe you our lives for this gift.

- LastNarnian: When you left us, after so many years, we held a vote. Those who wished, would be prepared at a moment's notice to leave with you when you got back, and those who would stay would leave the team.

- LastNarnian: Needless to say, the vote was unanimous.

- LastNarnian: We all have our suitcases packed, and are ready to head with you. Whether that be another planet, another galaxy, or even another dimension.

- LastNarnian: We are coming with our Captain.

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian was silent. You turned to him, and you saw something. Deep in his eyes... There was a battle of emotions. Fear. Relief. Love. Longing. He seemed to want them with him, and wanted them away both at the same time.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Finally, he smiled.\*

- LastNarnian: I couldn't have wished for a better crew.

- LastNarnian: \*The portal glowed. Suddenly, something hit you. A rock.....\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn and look into the portal\*

- LastNarnian: \*Inside, glowing waves of blue energy pulsed, each slowly moving deeper into the vanishing point.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn back quietly suggesting we get a move on\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian nodded.\*

- LastNarnian: Come on, friends! We've exploring to do.

- LastNarnian: \*They created a single file line.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Each jumped in, slowly progressing. While they did, Maddox suddenly turned to you.\*

- LastNarnian: Um. DigiChip.

- Teyr-Toruk: Yes?

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I say, turning to him\*

- LastNarnian: After this, I'll be left alone in this dimension. Notably in an Illuminate planet. /Possibly hostile to the UEF/ What am I supposed to do?

- Teyr-Toruk: I can provide means to get to back to where you belong in my facility

- LastNarnian: Um... That's fine. I believe I can play ambassador.

- LastNarnian: I'll just help the Illuminate.

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh come on, you scared?

- LastNarnian: ....

- LastNarnian: No.

- LastNarnian: \*The response was so childishly spoken, that you couldn't help but burst out laughing.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Haha, alright then.

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I turn to the portal\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grins, and hops in.\*

- LastNarnian: BONZAI!!!

- Teyr-Toruk: See ya later, Madox.

- LastNarnian: I'm certain we'll meet again, DigiChip. \*He grinned slightly.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*I calmly walk through the portal\*

- LastNarnian: \*For one second, your in the devistated /and cheese glaze filled/ hallway, and in the other, you were at the facility. Narnian had his faced pressed at a wall nearby, and was groaning. A rather stout man in a uniform was glaring at you, livid face. Huh. He looked familiar.\*

- LastNarnian: What have you done, letting all these people come through?!?

- Teyr-Toruk: Oh calm yourself. I've giving them a ride. You know, carpooling saves gas, and helps with polution! \*I say in a cheesy lively manner\*

- LastNarnian: \*His glare is frigid.\*

- LastNarnian: They all must be wiped. If they go back with the knowledge of this place-

- Teyr-Toruk: It'll all be fine.

- LastNarnian: How. So? You have effected the timeline by removing these people from it! Who knows what will happen now that they're gone?!?

- Teyr-Toruk: The timeline is fine, and their knowledge won't change a think. He already knew of this place from many times before \*I point to Narnian\*

- LastNarnian: Mmmmm.....

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian suddenly had a dagger in his hands.\*

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: This message has been removed.

- LastNarnian: You guys should remember me. The nuisance you just can't grab a hold of? LastNarnian?

- LastNarnian: \*A few people sitting stiffened.\*

- LastNarnian: I knew it. \*he flipped up the knife.\*

- LastNarnian: Crew, dismissed. Explore, but meet back here in five minutes.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Everyone departed, and began glancing around in wonder. The room was soon empty of the crew members.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Superficial Guy: What is this place now, a museum?!

- LastNarnian: Oh, come on. Let's see you not get all 'gah gah' when you see greater machinary then your own. \*Narnian rolled his eyes. Of the entire group, only Raven stayed. She stared at the man with eyes of stone.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Each turned.\*

- LastNarnian: Ready the time capsule.

- LastNarnian: I don't think we're finished ye-

- LastNarnian: No time. \*The superficial guy who spoke quickly flipped a lever.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Suddenly, you felt a ripple. It was unsettling, as it felt like everything had been unsettled. Like a hand rubbing fur the wrong way. Or a bookshelf that was organized by letter suddenly organized by size. You shuddered. Ugh, this must be what an OCD feels like.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: What is-

- LastNarnian: Time has stopped in the SC2 Dimension.

- LastNarnian: \*The livid one nodded, and his face seemed to settle slightly.\*

- LastNarnian: Good.

- Teyr-Toruk: What do you mean?

- LastNarnian: The flow of time has stopped in the SC2 Universe.

- Teyr-Toruk: Why did you do that?

- LastNarnian: The nuetral party is a strong force.

- LastNarnian: A powerful one.

- LastNarnian: But even it must obey the sands of time. \*He grinned.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: So we are just going to push the issue off until we have the means to destroy that neutral?

- LastNarnian: Exactly. Until we find a way to destroy a neutral, we deep lock it, and stop time in it.

- Teyr-Toruk: Ok, how did you manage to make this and not inform me about it?

- LastNarnian: \*An engineer-looking man shrugged.\*

- LastNarnian: You're never at the meetings. Your never there when I present the status of our inventions.

- Teyr-Toruk: I'm never invited!

- Teyr-Toruk: Never told the times!

- LastNarnian: Touche. \*He nods.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: \*sigh\* Send me the schematics and I'll take a look at them sometime.

- LastNarnian: Can do. \*he smiled.\*

- LastNarnian: Not for a week at least. Your privilages as a founding member are being revoked for your senseless attiude. \*The livid one was... livid again.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: Senseless Attitude?

- LastNarnian: Yes. You haven't been thinking ever since we sent you through that portal. I question the fool who suggested you in the first place. \*He rolled his eyes.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: and how many of the 18 members voted for this?

- LastNarnian: \*All were silent.\*

- LastNarnian: \*He raised his hand. No one else did.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Akward silence.\*

- Teyr-Toruk: I don't beleive my status can be revoked then. As your 5.55% vote total is not the majority

- LastNarnian: \*He silently put his hand down. His face red.\*

- LastNarnian: \*Narnian grinned.\*

- LastNarnian: Well, a dimension saved, friends recruited, and a foolish member taught a lesson. I believe we can call this meeting.

- LastNarnian: Adjourned.

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