The Narrator
11:10am, April 28, 2014
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"Oh dear, you caught me. Its true, underneath this amnesia I secretly contain a romantic, passionate side that wants to see everyone- Are you just screwing with me?"
"I'm running a dating service. "Stalkers Most Wanted."- He paused...And considered. "...We're still working on the name."
Azula: Giving the Doctor a glare, she turns to Stalker. "We'll you are a stalker, you should know a thing or two on dating.....since you're a stalker." She then smiles shockingly wide, trying to charm him.
"....That sounds more creepy spoken aloud."
Yang Xiao Long : "That's nice.", she patted Krieg on the back awkwardly-but-supportively and glanced over at Hotstreak at Stalker's mentioning. "I guess. So long as he's not still mad from before. You might not remember. I punched him in the face."
"I'm sure he isn't taking it personally."
*Deirdre Sovann : **She'd glance at the cultist briefly, then look around at the tunnel, an eyebrow raising behind her helmet before she'd mutter to herself so the cultist wouldn't hear her** Clearly the decorator needs to be hung or shot
"-If not exorcised"
Imperium Mining World-Skyrim
ºThe Narrator : -Five guards with weapons as they pointed it at the trio and their leader spoke.
"I am Captain James B. Cleer. Of the Governors security and you three are trespassers. State your name and business for being here or be destroyed in the name of the God Emperor."
*X23 : "Laura Kinney. Menial tasks. You should know before you consider going through on your threat...I have calculated 27 ways to disarm and kill you where you stand."
*Deirdre Sovann : **As she follows after the other two down the stairs, she'd glance at the guards when they come across them** Deirdre Sovann
"Well, that was helpful."
"Deirdre and co. Its Stalker, got some news you might want to hear. The Tardis is picking up some strange fluctuations. Residue of tech this universe isn't supposed to have...Keep a sharp eye out, no telling who you'll run into. Also, we're out of milk."
Towards Quinn, he remarked. "So you're a freedom fighter back in your world? Because I doubt jaywalking was why the governor arrested you."
"Father Damien mentioned to follow the Southern tunnel, down to the pits below. Had some kind of warning also about the dead which I thought-" He paused...Looked at Paxtons bullet hole again before saying deadpan. "-Never mind."
"....I just lost my arm, didn't I?" He suddenly deadpanned, the pain and haze from before clouding his memory somewhat as he looked at the stump and sighed. "I really liked this coat also."
"I'm alright. I can still fight, and if I loose my other arm, I'll bite their legs off."
"They look like humanoid skeletons. And one of them blew off my arm." He winced and added. "Hell of a first impression."
.... *BOOM!* A pile of debris would reveal Stalker, nominally none the worse for wear all things considered as he looked around, disoriented in the dark before activating his lightsaber....Just in time to see himself surrounded by Necrons as he groaned aloud. "Awww, shii-"
His coat was a lot heavier when wet, and his hat now flopped around his eyes as Stalker scowled. "Lets....Not do that again. Ever."
Quinn Starsong : She grimaced in pain. began to glow. Then a different glow as she stood up and said in a hoarse voice as her vocal cords reasserted themselves. "You don't know how happy you just made me foul beast. Die" And then... her skin split apart, a seven foot, horned monstrosity stepping out of it. "YOU KNOW NOT WHAT YOU DISTURB LITTLE CREATURE. YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE THAT FEASTS UPON THE DEAD" the beast sneered happily as Paxton felt his form solidifying.
Paxton Fettel : Before she'd have stood back up - Paxton would be gone, from sight as he felt he made his point clearly - as for the beastie, he would remain oblivious =D
*Yang Xiao Long : Yang blinked, taking a step back to respect Quinn's suddenly greatly expanded personal space bubble as she remarked - "Whoa-ho-ho. That... is kinda familiarish. The glowey angry part, not the gigantic hideous flame monster part." She noticed as Paxton, for lack of a better word, scarpered with his tail between his legs. "Well. Cool."
"More sandwich- What?" Having decided to get more snacks, he looked at Quinn....Noted Yang not panicking or attacking and sighed as he shook his head and walked past to the counter. "I don't even want to know."
Quinn Starsong : The beast snorted as Paxton fled. before slowly shrinking down back to Quinn as he skin slipped back together around her organs. "Coward" she smirked, content with the result as she moved back to the table. "So. I apologize for that"
"I have anger issues, you turn into a giant....Thing. It happens."
Quinn Starsong : Quinn looked down and blinked. "...Hrmm. I actually lost. That... hasn't happened in a while." she mused, sounding honest to goodness perplexed. "Well played samurai. and don't worry, Sorshen is rarely lethal in her ministrations Ser Stalker, from what I've seen and read. That said, there's really no reason she should need this body back, or wake up any time soon. Hopefully. Probably. Not like anything crazy's happened to me before" she said with a chuckle
"You're sitting at a table with a Dark Lord of the Sith and a Time Traveling Samurai. Crazy is out the stratosphere with no signs of ending."
Cult of Slaneesh
*Quinn Starsong : A slight wave of nausea overtook her as the scents of pleasure mingled with that of blood and burnt flesh, but she shook it off and nodded to the others. "You all share my taste in vacation activities. I'm here to rescue some innocents that have been snatched up by this cult to some god called 'slaanesh'. You?"
"I just hated their aftershaves."
*Yang Xiao Long : She winced at the impact of the kick to the crate. "Hope they didn't feel that.", she mentioned wistfully, stretching her arms to loosen up before glancing off in the direction the others had left in. "Think they're okay?"
Quinn Starsong : "LAURA! FIND" Glub glub "THE TWO" Glub glub "HALVES" glub "OF JOHN BEFORE H-" Glub "DIES" She yelled, as her starkives became crocodile bane starknive and she repeatedly smashed them into the beast's chest
"Having the time of their lives, no doubt."
*Yang Xiao Long : "To the 2000 people who got blown to pieces outside.", she explained without looking back, breathing deeply in an effort to calm herself down. "Hi by the way. Also--" She stopped, glancing at both groups for the first time now, in particular John Doe and Ermac. She cocked an eyebrow. "........Why are so many of you half naked?"
"Casual Sunday?"
The Narrator : "For fun."
Was the reply as amusement filtered and it continued.
"I was planning on consuming my other sides eventually...I simply wished them to be of use first, in one regard...Your journeys have not gone unnoticed. And while some of you may change, the Blue Box and its occupants have not left the mind of the Ruinous Powers I shall someday supplant. Till then, I shall do what they could not....Slay, the Survivors."
"Its nice to be appreciated for your work." Stalker said wryly
Wild West
"Revan is a title? Interesting." He remarked. "Can I call you "Larry?" You look like a Larry."
ºThe Narrator : "Halt."
Soldiers were approaching...Led by a man in a Jackal mask as he spoke.
"In the name of our lord and master, we ask....Is the Doctor among you?"
The War Doctor thumbs to the Tenth
The Tenth calmly points at War.
"I believe this has all the makings of your lucky day." Said Stalker wryly.
*Nick Ramos : "Umm." Nick looked rather nervous, "We're just looking around sir? No harm, I swear." Nick recovers.
"Oh, that's a wonderful story." Stalker said dryly
Nick Ramos : Nick winces. "Trust me. As they walked in, Nick turns to Stalker. "Alright. I got a plan. I need a broad sword and motor oil, and a cross bow and roman candles. Any ideas where I can find those items?".
"Certainly! I'll just grab the map I keep in my hat or we can ask one of these nice guards if they can supply us with them- Are you serious?" He deadpanned.
*Nick Ramos : "Okay.Okay.Okay, we need a derivation." Nick then passes around the rest room. "I have an idea; "Look, you noticed the wheelchair when we got her? How about the teddy bear in the room next store? To pull this off, so I can get this stuff. I need dynamite. if I lured two guards here, we can knock them out and take their uniforms. Sound like a plan?"
*Stalker : "Fine. Fine." He was already lost at "teddy bears." Maybe if he knocked in some heads, he'd feel better and more at ease.
*Nick Ramos : Nick smirked." Okay, nick then torn his tuxes, on his arms. Faking a limp he, got the attention of two guards. "Help, My brother and I have been attacked, he's hurt bad!"
*Stalker : "Yes. My pain is legendary. Help me." Deadpanned Stalker, leaning against the side of the wall.
"We're disguising ourselves to find teddy bears. How amusing."
"No, its not you....I'm hunting for teddy bears and missing the charades game, thats all."
Nick Ramos : Look, it's better to diverted them into one area," Nick seem flustered. "Maybe this is a bad idea, i'm just trying my best."
*Stalker : "....We have a teddy bear at least." He pointed out.
"I have to say Azula? You have the weirdest taste in men." He snarked, looking at the figure on the throne(Sutekh).
Return to Imperium Space
"We go where the Doctor goes. Generally, that means we'll most likely be either spearheading a revolution, uncovering a conspiracy or saving a race. A favor says we'll be doing another revolution."
*X23 : "With a high fatality rate, I'm guessing."
*Stalker : "If I die, I promise to release you from said favor when I win the bet."
*Revan : He smirked again, aiming to match his voice's intonation to the gravely old tones of the "wise" elder Jedi Masters he knew. "There is no luck, there is only...the Force."
*Stalker : "You've been waiting a while to say that, haven't you?"
*Stalker : "This dimension again?" Stalker scowled....This wasn't going to be pretty.
*Revan : "...Again?" He looked between Stalker and Laura. "Friends of yours?" He snarked.
*Stalker : "Its a long story." He said dryly.
*Dante : "It is." He pulled his face out of the dirt to give Stalker a flat look, before rolling to his feet and letting his hand rest easy on the hilt of the blade on his back. "The hell are you supposed to be, leather samurai cowboy... thing?" he asked.
"It came with the hat."
Dante : He looked Kuwabara up and down. "Yea. I'm sure she's a real looker too" he deadpanned, before glancing at stalker and shrugging, finally letting go of Rebellion. "Eh, what the hell why not. If nothing else you two know where your going. Lead the way cowboy"
*Kazuma Kuwabara : "Why don't you just shut it before I shut it for you?!" Kuwabara barked before stomping off after X-23 and Stalker. "Stupid demon killin jerk.." He mumbled..
*Stalker : "I can see this is going to be a long journey." He remarked aloud, following the blazed trail.
*Stalker : Brushing himself off, he grinned. "We're "Survivors." Capital S if you will. And at the moment, time to do what we do best! Run for it!" And heading down the streets, he added. "They won't be fooled for long after all."
*Dante : "Can I just jog for it?" he asked dully, not even bothering with that much as he shuffled down the street
"Only if your shuffle is determined."
*Jenny Sparks : "I'm sorry, but what in God's name is with that bleeding pompadour?"
*Kazuma Kuwabara : "WHY IS EVERYONE HATING ON IT?! IT'S HOW I LIKE MY HAIR OKAY?!"
*Jenny Sparks : "DON'T SCREAM AT ME, YOU BLOODY NANCY! YOU LOOK LIKE YOU JUST STEPPED OFF THE SET OF FUCKING GREASE!"
*Kazuma Kuwabara : Kuwabara looked at her with his jaw hung open before turning to stomp off. "First that stupid demon jerk and now this girl who can turn into electricity.." He then looked over his shoulder "I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT GREASE IS!!"
*X23 : She frowned, looking over her shoulder. *Snikt* She moved to aim one pair of claws at each of the two. "Cease your shouting. This is not the place to make a scene. Act professional...if you can. Or I will make you."
*Stalker : ".....To be fair, you could open a can with that hair." He said, unable to resist as he led the walk down the street and added to bystanders. "Lovers quarrel, nothing to see. Move along."
*Jenny Sparks : "It's not the place to be waving your pride-n-joys about either, you little twit!", she hissed, jabbing a finger at the claws - "Stow 'em before someone notices."
*Kazuma Kuwabara : "I could not!" Kuwabara exclaimed angrily before holding up his hands as X-23 pointed claws at him. "Alright, alright! Geez, you're worse than my sister..."
*Jenny Sparks : "And who's that then? Wait. Don't tell me. Madame-de-buggering-Pompadour herself."
*Miras : **He'd regard the arguers with a hint of amusement, though he'd aim to move as well, making sure to keep some distance between himself and Jenny, given she could turn herself into an electrical current, he did not wish for his cybernetic parts to become even more damaged**
*Stalker : "Do not make me turn this group around." Stalker snarled in harsh, Sith undertones...Before realizing belatedly, just how weird it sounded saying that in his Dark Lord voice was. Shaking that off though, he continued. "At the moment, we're just scouting out the area...Is it too much to ask we don't draw more attention to us then we already have?"
*X23 : Her claws promptly sheathed, turning back around and continuing along, shaking her head slightly in disbelief.
ºThe Narrator : "HALT IN THE NAME OF THE IMPERIUM!"
*Stalker : "Oh hell."
*Jenny Sparks : "Bollocks."
ºThe Narrator : The group would be surrounded...Not just by this contingent of troops. But from the looks of it, as much as they could grab....Two whole battalions, on both ends of the streets and on the rooftops. Loads of firepower, aimed downward for them as the one who called for them to halt spoke.
"To think scum such as yourselves would reveal yourselves here. Agents of ruin, saboteurs, spies and murderers....Did you think those two would pass unnoticed?"
And pointing towards Stalker and X-23 he added.
"There is still a substantial warrant out for the heads of the ones who murdered an Inquisitor of Ordos Xenos and decapitated a peaceful cleric of the Emperors Light! And now, we finally have you."
Reactions?
*Jenny Sparks : "I'm an innocent bystander!
"Your loyalty is touching Jenny, it truly is."
*Stalker : "...Well, isn't that nice? I think dinners a good idea also-" He said about to move....When suddenly, he felt his back collar grabbed by a powerful grip as he sighed and spoke. "...I'm sure she'll be fine. She's the living anglamation of all things electrical...And he has a funny hat. I'm sure it'll be alright."
*X23 : "Stalker." She stepped closer, whispering. "I need you to conceal me from any others nearby."
*Stalker : "Do I have any choice in this whatsoever?" He deadpanned, whispering in turn.
*Stalker : "Are we really going to stay here and watch them get busy?" He asked bluntly before adding. "Butter patty-thingie?"
*X23 : "That was not the point and you know it." She refused the patty.
*Stalker : "More for me then." He said as he took it before adding. "And be that as it may, its what we'll see if we stick around any longer. So unless you wanna peruse for hidden weaponry, I think Jenny has it handled."
*Jenny Sparks : "Don't I know it.", she replied with a smile before glancing at the balcony once more. "Shut the door, would you, mate? There's a draft. A very, very annoying draft."
*Stalker : "Be so kind as to fling the wine bottle while you're at it? All this bread makes one a little thirsty." Said draft requested.
*X23 : "...Alright." She leaned over the edge, sniffing briefly. "Think we can kill the other one? Dalek? It would be easy." She paused. "If you remembered to keep the cloak up." She ignored the latest banter.
*Jenny Sparks : Bloody fucking Nora. Piss off! she thought to herself, wishing desperately that she really could fling the wine bottle at Galen. At his head.
*Stalker : "That's no way for a lady to talk." He admonished mentally....Knowing that full well he'd pay for it later, if the vivid fantasies of Jenny smashing him with a bottle was any indication as the doors were closed in his and Laura's face. "....You thirsty? I'm thirsty."
Stalker : No Jenny yet....Good, because with armor like this? It'd be unseemly to run away like a chicken without a head. Hmmm.... That reminded him, it was almost time- He almost bumped into Laura on his search and smiled, unseen as it was. "Good morning sleepyhead. If you see Jenny before me, direct her to the opposite direction where I run, please?"
*X23 : "Yes it is." She replied simply in regards to the morning. "For what purpose?" She inquired, before holding out his jacket.
*Stalker : "I'm terrified of her."
"Off to get breakfast then. If Jenny finds us, I for one would like to die on a full stomach."
"-DING-DONG GOES THE TROLLEY!!" He belted out at the top of his lungs for no reason other then that he sensed it was time to do something attention grabbing. Scant minutes later, the thrown form of Stalker from the garage section would be seen as he landed on his back with a huff of exhaled air. "....Everyone is a critic." He muttered and then his helmet was thrown out in turn.
*Jenny Sparks : "Don't get used to it, it's never happening again. Four syllables and too sodding difficult to pronounce. I'll stick with Pompadour." As Stalker approached, she casually flicked out her lighter and started playing with it, remarking icily - "Oh that's right. I owe you a shock or two, don't I? For yesterday?"
*Stalker : "You killed my new bread basket. Doesn't that make us even?" He then extended his arm, holding the jacket he was wearing yesterday to her as he added. "I was going to name it and everything."
RWBY world
"I'll try not to get bombed anytime soon." He said dryly...Looking at his armor with dissatisfaction as he removed it and tossed it to the side...He'd have to fix it or maybe a new one...And then he noticed his lack of a leg. "....Well. This is going to suck."
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