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Entry tags:
- akihabara@deep (d1) box,
- detective conan (d1) haibara ai,
- doctor who (d1) bernice summerfield,
- doctor who (d1) braxiatel,
- doctor who (d1) donna noble,
- doctor who (d1) jamie mccrimmon,
- doctor who (d1) oliver day,
- doctor who (d6) the tenth doctor,
- d•n•angel (d1) argentine,
- d•n•angel (d1) hiwatari satoshi,
- d•n•angel (d1) niwa daisuke,
- golden sun (d1) isaac,
- kingdom hearts (d2) riku,
- merlin (d2) morgana,
- metalocalypse (d1) nathan explosion,
- ouran host club (d1) hitachiin kaoru,
- ouran host club (d1) ootori kyouya,
- runner/hunter/killer (d1) cally alynn,
- saint seiya (d2) aries mu,
- saint seiya (d3) gemini saga
Clockwork Maze
Characters: Satoshi, Daisuke, Donna, Oliver, Benny, Riku, Isaac, Box, Ai, Cally and those who venture in to deliver friendship speeches/whacks to the head!
Location: Near the Plane's mansion in a completely empty area--UNTIL something suddenly appears!
Time: After the watch has completed its collection of hearts and has found a permanent host.
Summary: The rogue watch artwork pushes forward with its attempt to take over its host once and for all, and to make sure it can do this in peace, it creates this lovely maze and calls all its previousseven evil exes hosts to come protect it.
Warnings: Violence, hero speeches, expressions of friendship so sweet you may want to have a toothbrush handy, etc.
Outside the grand Plane mansion a maze of sorts suddenly springs into being, with walls that look like they've been ripped not out of someone's garden but out of thousands upon thousands of clocks and cobbled into something gorgeous and quintessentially steampunk. Brass, gold, and silver gears in various sizes click, turn, and whirr together, always ticking, always counting as watch hands of all kinds slowly move in time. The deeper one goes in, drawing ever closer to the center, the faster and chaotic the clock hands move. But those clockwork walls might not be as innocent as they appear... Traps await those who foolishly venture in, like the clockwork insects flitting and crawling about.
Somewhere from within, a deep tone chimes slowly as if tolling the hour. And in the very center of it all stands a simple woman, seemingly waiting while deep inside her, a battle rages to suppress her very being.
[ooc: Guardians, go ahead and tag in! (Log details are here.) Feel free to use log-style prose or action tag-style brackets, whichever you'd prefer to use!]
Location: Near the Plane's mansion in a completely empty area--UNTIL something suddenly appears!
Time: After the watch has completed its collection of hearts and has found a permanent host.
Summary: The rogue watch artwork pushes forward with its attempt to take over its host once and for all, and to make sure it can do this in peace, it creates this lovely maze and calls all its previous
Warnings: Violence, hero speeches, expressions of friendship so sweet you may want to have a toothbrush handy, etc.
Outside the grand Plane mansion a maze of sorts suddenly springs into being, with walls that look like they've been ripped not out of someone's garden but out of thousands upon thousands of clocks and cobbled into something gorgeous and quintessentially steampunk. Brass, gold, and silver gears in various sizes click, turn, and whirr together, always ticking, always counting as watch hands of all kinds slowly move in time. The deeper one goes in, drawing ever closer to the center, the faster and chaotic the clock hands move. But those clockwork walls might not be as innocent as they appear... Traps await those who foolishly venture in, like the clockwork insects flitting and crawling about.
Somewhere from within, a deep tone chimes slowly as if tolling the hour. And in the very center of it all stands a simple woman, seemingly waiting while deep inside her, a battle rages to suppress her very being.
[ooc: Guardians, go ahead and tag in! (Log details are here.) Feel free to use log-style prose or action tag-style brackets, whichever you'd prefer to use!]
Guardian the first!
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Anyone want to take him on, or try to slap some friendship into him?]
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Ohh, now isn't this a surprise? I'd almost ask whether that sword's for me, but well, I think that answer is a bit obvious, isn't it?
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That depends on whether or not you're going to stay in my way.
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[Dirty fighting? Yes, sir or ma'am.]
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Hey, what are ye doing here?
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[...I mean, you don't get coldly smirking vaguely evil necromancers on a beach, right?]
Why do vermin insist upon accosting me?
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Box's area
Bit further ahead of him two clockwork warriors (http://justaman78.deviantart.com/art/Steampunk-concept-159110297?q=boost%3Apopular%20steampunk&qo=190) are waiting for intruders too. They aren't big, around a taller human's height.
((ooc: Hope it's ok bringing these guys. >>;))
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"Box," he said quietly and oh so calmly, "you need to get away from them. Back up slowly and I'll keep their attention on me while you get away."
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But this wasn't right, and she knew that. She put a hand on her sword and called to Box, "I can fight them to give you time."
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Blimey, it just isn't my day, is it?
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But unfortunately for you, this is as far as you go.
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But then... he saw Oliver, with that same expression he had before at the Bar. Sure this boy was giving him a hard time.]
Oliver... I told you to stay at home. What are you doing here?
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What, did you think I had to listen? I have something much more important to do. [he takes a step back, moving beside the clockwork warrior to effectively block the entire passage. then he raises the knife] This is as far as you go, Saga.
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I've wanted to use this icon for ages xD
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He lifts his eyebrows at the chair.]
My dear Professor Summerfield, you forgot the Persian cat.
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He doesn't say anything as he steps to Irving's side. He doesn't know Benny well enough to say much, so instead, he just stands there, physically imposing.
Oh hey look shiny robot thingies.
Neat.]
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On either side and standing just a few feet before her are a pair of clockwork soldiers with another pair behind her, all in which are silent in their observing and waiting.]
[ooc: Will be slow tonight.]
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Hey...are you los--[he stops and immediately stares, his eyes flicking between her and the soldiers. several questions and statements run through his mind but he settles on:] Why do you look familiar...? [could it be her sister...?]
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Satoshi stepped forward, making himself known to the artwork. It would recognise him for who he was.] Kokoro wo Nusumu Otome. You need to let her go.
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