Author Topic: [Baetyl Royale RP] Official Roleplay (Read 8254 times)

TyranBrûlée · « **on:** April 17, 2012, 07:18:05 AM »

Introduction:
At last, the opening day of the Royale has come. The desert sands blow around in the wind, amplifying the wave ripples, as if egging for the Royale to start. In the middle of the vast desert lies the Facility. There, all the spectators and contestants bustle through the main room, waiting for the announcement. The speakers screech, then a cheery male voice speaks up, "Thank you all for attending the first annual Baetyl Royale. I'm sure you've all read about us in the pamphlets provided at the information desk; if not please grab a copy now. To all the wonderful contestants who have been hand-chosen by our system, please make your way to the Crew Rooms we've set up for you."
In each of the 4 Crew Rooms, a message is posted by a large door. It reads, "Get acquainted with your partner! Microphones are provided on the counter to remain in contact with your Supervisor or Paeyon. Paeyons have 30 minutes before they are dispatched in various places within the desert field outside a 50 mile radius of each other. You both have 30 minutes upon your arrival to come up with battle tactics. Supervisors must stay here and supervise through the security cameras posted throughout the playing field. You may use any and all of the provisions within this Facility. You may also leave the room at any time, but do NOT leave the premises for your own good. Choose your comrades wisely, as there may be only one crew victorious. Cry Havoc and let slip the dogs of Baetyl."
Again, the man behind the microphone addresses the crowd though the speakers, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for waiting. We'll begin in a matter of thirty minutes. In this time, the crews will discuss their order of attack. If you wish to take a break, please head over to our gift shop and food court. You may leave at any time during the Royale(although it would be a terrible waste of your money), just speak to one of the guards to escort you to our underground exit. Let us slip the dogs of Baetyl."

Rena walks through the door labeled "Crew 1" and looks around. Spotting the peculiar paper on the wall, she approaches and reads it. "30 minutes, huh? I hope my partner gets here soon.. I wonder who it is.. I wonder what kind of people are in this experiment..." As her thoughts flood, she hears the door behind her click open.

BloodcatNS · « **Reply #1 on:** April 17, 2012, 07:31:39 AM »

* Nero silently enters the room "Crew 3".

Nero: Thirty minutes.... it's all I have for planning everything out.... Once he- or she.... gets in the room, there shouldn't be any greetings... This is serious, there's no need to put up a cheerful mask, anyway.. ...So all I have to do now is wait.

dark 5FVD · « **Reply #2 on:** April 17, 2012, 07:38:35 AM »

Enters the room "Crew 2"
BlindshoT: thirthy minutes wow that's alot of time. But with who will i get droped in the team. hmmmmm just hope i can work with him/her
well sinds i gotta wait i might as well train some more

Light · « **Reply #3 on:** April 17, 2012, 07:59:39 AM »

Metatron enters the room labeled 'Crew 3" and finds someone already waiting there. "You are... Nero, correct? I am Metatron, your supervisor. Are you ready for the tactical meeting?"

Light hurriedly runs through the halls of the facility with a panicked look on his face. Crap crap crap, I missed the entire ceremony...! Which crew am I on? Which door do I go through? Craaaaaap... He stops in front of a door labeled "Crew 1". Ehh... I guess I'll try door #1. He opens the door and walks through.

TyranBrûlée · « **Reply #4 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:04:37 AM »

Rena looks up to find a boy rushing through the door, analyzing his sweat and heavy breathing as a rushed attempt to make it.
"Hi, you must be.. uh.. Blindshot? I'm Rdroid9000, but you can call me Rena"
She holds out her hand to shake his.

BloodcatNS · « **Reply #5 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:05:32 AM »

Nero: Yes... I am. So what should I do once I get deployed?

Mr.PowPow · « **Reply #6 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:05:48 AM »

Jack walked away from all the hustle and bustle of the main room, making his way to the Crew rooms.
Jack: Such mindless drones, they know not the severity of this event......nevermind, they shall understand soon enough.
As Jack continued to walk through the corridor he noticed a voice from inside Crew room 2 and proceeded to draw upon his army knife.
Jack: I have read Light Gestalts voice file.. voice is not recognized...., try to take me out? How despicable...
Readying the knife by holding it in the backhand manner. Slowly taking quiet steps towards the door, then as he kicked the door open and rolled to the back of the room and saw the unfamiliar person in the room.
Jack: Identify yourself!

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Walter was sitting on a chair in Crew room 4 already, his hand firmly perched on his cheek, staring towards the door.
Walter: Hmmm....he's late...or am I early?
He took off his glove and started to rub his finger against the wooden arm rest, as his finger slowly morphed its texture into that of wood. He then started to tap his wooden finger on the arm rest, the rhythmic taps could be heard from outside. The impatience could easily be heard within them.
Walter: I just want this to be over and done with.....

Light · « **Reply #7 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:16:04 AM »

Metatron opens her notebook and writes something down. "You are free to do as you wish during the beginning." She gives Nero a fancy-looking pen and says, "When I receive more orders from My Lord, I will relay them to you through this pen."

"Uhh... it's nice to meet you." Light nervously shakes Rena's hand. "But... my name isn't BlindshoT. It's Light, Light Gestalt."

TyranBrûlée · « **Reply #8 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:23:15 AM »

"Hmm? But my partner's name is BlindshoT. Hold on, let me look through the database for your name."
As she looks up, her eyes black out for a moment. Rena then regains the color in her eyes and smiles gently at Light.
"You're in room 2, with Jack Spinner. I look forward to working with you two. Best of luck, because you'll need it against me."
She smiles harder, but still retains her soft, gentle eyes.

BloodcatNS · « **Reply #9 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:29:55 AM »

Nero: Your what? I don't think I understand. And I can't just do anything out there. Most likely, the contestants would have strategies to try and survive. And I better keep this to myself but... isn't she too young for this?

Light · « **Reply #10 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:46:17 AM »

"It is none of your concern." Metatron sits down and starts writing in her notebook. "And are you not the one called 'The Silent Shadow'? You should be able to come up with a strategy of your own easily enough."

"Oh man... I'm really sorry about this mix-up. I missed the opening ceremony and didn't know which crew I was assigned to." Light smiles back at Rena and starts to leave. Hmm... she seems oddly familiar. I wonder if we've met before... Light turns around and asks, "I know this might seem weird but... have we met before? You seem familiar."

Albert slams open the door labeled "Crew 4" and announces, "Your supervisor has now arrived! Let the tactical meeting begin!" He laughs heartily and sits down next to the young man he sees. "Hey there, I'm Albert Matthews! What's your name, kid?"

BloodcatNS · « **Reply #11 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:52:43 AM »

Nero: Hrmm... fine. I find this partnership to be quite... unstable.

* Nero plays with an object formed by his shadow.

TyranBrûlée · « **Reply #12 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:55:39 AM »

"It's no problem!"
Rena stares at Light for a while longer, her head heats up slightly from the unexpected question.
"I don't know, I haven't remembered much from my human life. Albeit I have no information about you in my memory databank."

Light · « **Reply #13 on:** April 17, 2012, 09:15:01 AM »

Metatron looks up from her notebook. "Just remember, when the time comes you are to obey all the commands I relay to you, without question."

"I see... so you don't have your memory as well. Well, thanks anyway." Light gives Rena another smile and heads for his crew's room.

TyranBrûlée · « **Reply #14 on:** April 17, 2012, 09:20:51 AM »

Rena waves cheerfully until Light is out of the room, then she sits on the table, swinging her legs back and forth, thinking about her previous life's memories; something she's buried since her mother activated her.

BloodcatNS · « **Reply #15 on:** April 17, 2012, 09:22:40 AM »

Nero: You don't need to say that to me. I can do that perfectly.
...Metatron, huh. Weird name. For a young looking girl like you, you must have another nickname other than that.

* Nero formed his shadow into a ball and starts to bounce it on a wall.

Light · « **Reply #16 on:** April 17, 2012, 09:32:55 AM »

Metatron suddenly stops writing. "... You are to address me as Metatron."

BloodcatNS · « **Reply #17 on:** April 17, 2012, 09:40:34 AM »

Nero: So there's another name? Huh.
... This has to be the longest thirty minutes of my murderous life.

TyranBrûlée · « **Reply #18 on:** April 17, 2012, 09:46:06 AM »

Rena stares at the door, waiting for her partner to arrive. Her internal countdown suggests there was another 20 minutes to spare. She takes a chair and sits outside, watching people walk by, wondering which of them are the contestants running late.

Light · « **Reply #19 on:** April 17, 2012, 09:56:57 AM »

Metatron frowns slightly. "L-Look, why don't you go and meet some of the competition? You should be able to assess their level of skill."

BloodcatNS · « **Reply #20 on:** April 17, 2012, 10:11:01 AM »

* Nero notices a change in Metatron's tone and way of speaking.

Nero: Did... did you just break character? Was it the name thing? Eh...Never mind. I'll meet some of the fighters, like you say.Yeah. She's definitely still a kid.

* Nero exits the room.

Nero: Hmm... there's got to be four of us fighting each other...

* Nero sits down on the couch.

Nero: There isn't many of us.... still...

Mr.PowPow · « **Reply #21 on:** April 17, 2012, 12:32:56 PM »

As Albert sits next to him, Walter replies quietly.

Walter: My name is Polymorph......I did have another name, but its of no use to me anymore

Walter looks to Albert and shrugs, putting his glove back on.

Walter: So whats the plan?

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Jack brandishes the knife closer to the intruder in his room. His cold eyes not leaving the target for second, keeping a distance but staying close enough for a possible attack.

Jack: I said identify yourself, you are not Light Gestalt.....if you do not comply, then I shall be forced to engage you!

Light · « **Reply #22 on:** April 17, 2012, 01:05:07 PM »

Metatron sighs as she sees Nero walk out of the room. "Hmph... At least he seems capable enough. You were right as always, My Lord." "... Yes, of course. I'll see to it, O Holy One."

"Oh come now, I want your real name, son. Not your nickname or code name or whatever it is." Albert pats the young man on his back. "Well, it's a good thing I have your personal information right here!" He takes out a sheet of paper from his pocket and reads it. "As for the plan, Walter, I'd like to know what you think. It says here you're a capable tactician, so I'd like to hear just how capable you are."

Mr.PowPow · « **Reply #23 on:** April 17, 2012, 01:17:13 PM »

Walter looks away from Albert in a displeased manner, sighing as he did.

Walter: I was once indeed called Walter....Walter Donovan. Polymorph is the name I was given by the media.....as for my capabilities, once I acquired my ability I used to rob banks and break into government buildings, my ability makes it easy for me to....use my surroundings to my advantage.

Walter takes off his glove again, revealing his bare hand. He then placed it onto the wall beside him and his hand morphed into the texture of the wall, almost blended in. He then smashed his morphed fist against the wall and showed that along with the wall, his hand also had cracks on it. Proving that his hand had copied the fragile properties of the wall.

Walter: I can manipulate my genetic code to mimic other substances and materials.....applying this to combat situations and espionage, this proves useful.

Light · « **Reply #24 on:** April 17, 2012, 01:50:38 PM »

"Oh, I know all that. Everything's in your file, you know! Anyway, I'm not asking about what you can do. I'm asking about what you think you should do, in the Baetyl Royale. It says here in your file that you can only sustain your morphing powers for 15 seconds, tops. I can't imagine that would be any good for espionage, especially since you'll be fighting in the desert. Y'know, wide open areas full of sand and rocks." Albert touches his beard as he explains, "There probably won't be many materials for you to mimic either. Sand, rocks, maybe some metals and plants if you're lucky." Albert closes his eyes and crosses his arms. "If you ask me, your best bet would be to wait it out and let the other competitors battle each other. While they battle, you should be collecting any odd materials that you think might help later."

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Author Topic: [Baetyl Royale RP] Official Roleplay (Read 8254 times)