Scholastic Forums » (Private RP @GalaxE) Time to redo an old plot! Oh ho ho!

EchoDraws · 2/06/2021 10:51 am

That whole concept/depiction is everything I'll ever need in life.

"Well, I can still try," came Silence's sharp reply. Gods, both of them are more stubborn than mules, honestly. In these kind of situations, it's hard to tell if that trait is more of a blessing or curse. Perhaps it the latter.

GalaxianExplosion · 2/06/2021 4:55 pm

Mules ain't got nothing over these two.
That's impractical, states Galaxian.

Lol, the fake Galaxian and Silence just strolling along with an unsuspecting North and a paranoid Echo.

EchoDraws · 2/06/2021 5:08 pm

Silence huffed, "Then what do you think we should do?!"

Yep lol, they just be a-walkin' along.

GalaxianExplosion · 2/09/2021 12:36 am

Wheeee.

You stay here, Galaxian states, only adding "you" because of the "we" part she said.

EchoDraws · 2/09/2021 12:47 am

Silence wanted to question why. She wanted to know what was happening in full detail, she wanted to understand why she had to stay still instead of doing something to help. Silence didn't want to "stay here". Silence wanted to go with Galaxian.

This is very obvious because Silence gritted her teeth in visible frustration, her cold eyes piercing into Galaxian in equal feeling.

Silence choked back some pride and stubbornness, huffing out angrily, "Fine."

Maybe this reply was because Silence very well knew she wouldn't be much of a help, and maybe it was because she knew Galaxian knew much more than her. Silence wanted an explanation but she wasn't going to push for one at the moment.

Silence looked away and huffed again, quietly saying, "Fine."

GalaxianExplosion · 2/14/2021 10:09 pm

Echo and co. just walked past the place where Silence and Galaxian had been before they oh-so-rudely pulled into wherever they are now. That's real ironic, haha.
Galaxian, being a Galaxian persona, isn't the most emotionally aware. He's not as empathetic as some other Galaxian personas, too. But it's necessary for a warrior to try to be aware of the feelings of those around him, friend or foe. It would be a grave mistake otherwise. Besides, there's not a whole lot of benefit to leaving her in the dark, literally and unliterally. He almost starts off, pausing a bit to weigh the two sides. Finally deciding, he slopes his shoulder a bit backwards towards his direction but doesn't turn.
Thankfully, he's not a tsundere or something, or he'd probably be going: "Seriously?! You don't get it?! Baka." Honestly that's a really funny mental image because he's so young and small in size.
"Parts of this case," he starts. "Starting off, we were taken from the real world. Second, your movements are restricted to almost a complete extent. Third, mine are as well. The only way I can move is forward. The creator of this situation is outside of this world. That is the current range of my Cosmo." He gestures to the glow of the environment. "It would be inefficient to extend it further without a clearer range in mind. Thus, with you being unable to move, the best way to go is forward instead of trying to change your current status or trying to sidetrack the current conditions."

EchoDraws · 2/15/2021 4:46 am

Tsundere Galaxian will now forever haunt me.

Silence sighed, still frustrated but at least a bit less know that she knows what is happening.

"Okay... Just don't take long or whatever. Be ca... Nevermind, just go."

GalaxianExplosion · 3/02/2021 7:26 pm

"Thank you." Galaxian starts off at a measured pace, his gaze looking deeply into the distance.

EchoDraws · 3/02/2021 8:06 pm

Silence sorta just. Stood there lol. Not much for her to do.

What's going on with the others?

GalaxianExplosion · 3/10/2021 12:33 am

According to the narrator's horrible approximation abilities, they're probably at the opposite end of the corridor--back to the not-very-pleasant throne room.
Silence gets to watch Galaxian walk and fade farther and farther away, like there's some sort of unknown fog in the hallway they're in.

EchoDraws · 3/10/2021 7:38 pm

Well, I guess they are all silently walking then. Is there something specific the other Narrator wants the Narrator over here to narrate?

Silence watched, not saying anything nor moving. As she watched him fade away, a sense of dread and anxiety started to seep in as if she was a sponge soaking water. Her mind flooded with questions and worries, none of which she would ever voice aloud because the words would seem too "caring". After a bit, she looked around without turning her head, listening for any noise or disturbance around her.

GalaxianExplosion · 3/19/2021 9:56 pm

Nope.
"Galaxian" nudges the throne room door with his foot like he doesn't really want to go back again, and then slings a questioning look to North, presumably to ask about the situation or the noise or whatever.
"Silence" just looks a bit anxious. "She" is trying not to show it.

"Just kidding," Galaxian says with no emotion (not to mention humor) whatsoever as he teleports back to Silence's side. In what seems to be an unnatural arc, he swings his right arm from where it apparently was mid-stride. It kinda sounds like a bone broke, but at this point it's uncertain whether or not the forumer even has bones in the first place. His left arm wraps around as well in a lesser motion as the blue glow around them suddenly swoops back into what seems to be a concentrated circumference formed by his hands. The light flashes brightly and swirls within his palms, dancing onto his face and around the entire world around them.
"Another Dimension," he goes, his voice dead calm. The vortex of lights glows brighter and brighter with every syllable, finally flashing out in a spiral, the spiral as if ready to devour everything in its path. Within a second, the spiral engulfs all of their surroundings, including Silence and GalaxE.

EchoDraws · 3/20/2021 10:28 pm

The teen boy said, "I just need to... make sure no one is hurt, ya know? I... I swore I heard something... someone. Maybe it's silly, but I need to make sure." He sounds uncertain of himself, though, like maybe he thought that maybe he imagined everything. He had a wild imagination, right? Right... No! He needed to make sure. He had to be sure. Any unsure thought could be life or death for someone, and North wasn't going to risk the chances. He wasn't going to risk someone else's life.

North took a breath, walking forward. With a gentle push, North opened the throne room door. "Hey, anyone in here?" North called out, walking in a few steps.

Silence stayed quiet, dead quiet. She didn't struggle, she didn't react. Maybe she didn't have time to register what was happening, or maybe she was putting too much trust into Galaxian. Maybe she just didn't care, maybe she spaced out. For a second, her lips twitched as if to say something, but not a sound rang out. She didn't move other than closing her eyes, and within the action of her eyes shutting, multiple thoughts and feelings made a rise.

Deep inside herself, she wanted to ask Galaxian what he meant by, "Just kidding.". Was all of this a sick, cruel joke Galaxian made to scare her? Or was he trying to break her tension, even just for a moment? Did he find something that made him come back? "Another dimension"? It sounded familiar but in an instant her mind blanked. What was happening? Being left in the dark was terrifying. Not knowing was the worst feeling of all because it makes you unprepared and helpless. Silence, just for a twinge of a moment, felt exactly terrified, unprepared, and helpless. Then, it went away as she told herself to trust what Galaxian was doing. He wouldn't hurt her, right? No, he wouldn't hurt her... Silence put trust and faith that Galaxian knew what he was doing. That's all she could do; Silence knew she was powerless in this situation. That's why she didn't react. She didn't have the power or motivation to do so, and Silence trusted Galaxian.

Silence closed her eyes.

GalaxianExplosion · 3/20/2021 10:54 pm

(Bruh, @Silence you lived with this guy for at least a month lol)

No response. North's voice echoes through all the destruction in the throne room, bouncing back from every reminder of what happened.
"I'd suggest splitting up, but...that may not be optimal in terms of grouping up again," 'Galaxian' mutters. "Are you certain the sound sourced from here?"

She can't see it, but their surroundings look like something from some fantasy and something from a nightmare.
They're standing on a flat plane of utter blackness. More blackness surrounds them from both sides, and to either side are what seem to be golden and silver threads weaving together in a web. But, the web will not catch anything. It is there perhaps for something else. There is no telling where the end between where the two are standing is and where the fall begins.
There's a quiet chuckling coming from somewhere, maybe everywhere. The laughter sounds more amused than the forumer was but then dissipates into a pout.
Aww...you were supposed to play by the rules, Galaxian Explosion. What is the meaning of this?
"Rules?" Galaxian's voice holds strong but somehow seems different than usual. "I never played by rules. Not theirs. Certainly not yours."
You did, for a while. The voice stops for a bit before it starts again. It's hard to describe, but it's strangely placating yet fear-inducing at the same time. Why stop? It wasn't as if I were going to kill your friend, Galaxian Explosion. That would be quite distasteful, at least for the moment. Wouldn't it?
Galaxian doesn't respond. He holds still, as if listening for the source of the voice.
Trying to find where I am? This is your own dimension too. How unimpressive for the prodigy of Sanctuary. Another giggle.
Hello, miss. Nice to meet you. Your name is Silence, isn't it? You are a very gorgeous lady. Oh, and when I say that, I do not mean to sound as if I am courting you. I am much older than you, after all. Older? they then immediately question, as if talking to themselves. Hmm, perhaps I would look younger than you. I have not come across a reflective surface on which to see my features for millennia...I am unsure of the validity of my claim. A soft laugh.
Those of Galaxian Explosion's world call me the devil's number, in a world where many devils exist. I am 666, and as hinted before, the pleasure is all mine.

EchoDraws · 3/20/2021 11:21 pm

(Better than Echo who got emotionally attached to SF!Time after meeting him twice, in which both times he made her cry because he was a little too mean. I think the Archer Children's special ability is "overly trusting due to trauma while simultaneously being cynical due to trauma")

North frowned, glancing around a bit. He hesitated, cursing himself when he did so.

North smiled awkwardly to Galaxian. "It was at least in this direction, I'm sure. I'd prefer that we didn't split up, though. Maybe... maybe I'm just imaginin' things..."

Her looked over at Echo, who looked anxious and worried, her eyes flicking around the room at a rapid pace. North said, "Let's just go back, I must have imagined sound. I'm silly, aren't I?" He quickly closed the doors of the throne room. Echo's stare lingered on the doors, her breath a bit too fast. North said, "Let's continue home, yeah? We all must be tired, and starting to worry too much. Some rest never hurt anyone, yeah?"

Silence opened her eyes, a sharp remark immediately slipping out. "Like anyone would like to engage in (beep)ing romance with someone named after the number of the damned. I'm assuming you're the 'devil's advocate' too? And, yeah, I'm having no pleasure at all, you son of a (beep), so the pleasure is all definitely yours. Ooh, what's next, you're gonna compare my vulgar language to my beauty?" She crossed her arms and looked around, her nose wrinkling. She felt sick, as if she might start falling through the void in any second. Silence's knew she should be watching her mouth in a situation like this, but once the trigger is pulled there is no stopping the bullet.

Silence commanded, "Tell me where I am, you (beep)! And YOU-" Her gaze finally snapped over to Galaxian, cold as ice but burning holes. "-You have explaining to do, young sir! 'Just kidding'?! The hell?! I was having a (beep)ing anxiety attack! I have no idea what's going on and all you have to say is 'just kidding'?!" Silence breathed in a sharp inhale of air, making a hissing noise while putting her fingers to her temple.

"This is fine. This is fine. No one us going to explain anything anyway, this is fine," Silence muttered to herself.

That was a quick change of heart!

GalaxianExplosion · 3/21/2021 7:16 pm

"You all certainly don't seem to fare well, but I'm fine and concerned," 'Galaxian' goes, which might sound weird but that's actually just how he talks. "I could look for a bit more. I can easily catch up with you all later."

Nothing strikes a nerve, or at least it seems so because the voice just kind of laughs softly and gently at everything she says.
I am sorry. I think you misunderstood. I am not 'named' after it. It just happens to be my pseudonym of sorts, bestowed upon me by a certain people of a certain world. In fact, no, your language cannot be compared to your looks. They are quite different. Your words are quite more...modern. Really, people of the past were much more civil linguistically.
They pause, contemplating their words. Hmm, actually, perhaps they were not. My impressions of everyone seem to have remained the same. Somehow, there's an impression of someone out there ticking their fingers. Vulgar, brash, anxious, impassioned, with a hint of tragedy in their tales...yes, that seems to be the top five, yes. Am I forgetting something? Perhaps.
Galaxian is having no reaction to everything. Not the inquiry, not the monologue by '666.' Nothing.
You may wish to watch what you say, though, miss, the voice reminds her cheerfully. He only brought in so much matter you can breathe in. It would certainly not be amusing to you if you drained away all of it and suffocated here.

EchoDraws · 3/21/2021 8:18 pm

North bit his lip, thinking, considering. He shook his head.

"No, I feel like there are too many ways that could go wrong. I believe we should stay together, but..." He looked a bit uneasy. "...No, we should stay together, or ar least possibly split up into groups of two. I could take Echo home first, and then come back and get you and Silence."

North looked over to Echo, who definitely didn't like the idea of splitting up at all. She didn't say anything, possibly too tired to fight back against any ideas.

Silence eyes widened slightly, her eyes flicking over to Galaxian for a moment. The idea of suffocating was a terrible one as it would be painful. It would take a long time for her to pass out; the entire time she would be struggling in agony for air. And then she would die.

Silence scoffed, "Maybe Galaxian wouldn't, but certainly you would find amusement in a little struggle show, 666? Of course, I shouldn't make too many (beep)ing assumptions, you might just smite me where I stand. Oh, maybe that is a wild assumption itself? Allow me to make another one: you intend to make me feel scared. Personally, I don't fear death. My soul was claimed and damned from the beginning of life. Naturally, though, from what you speak of, you're immortal or something close to that, so maybe the concept of death never has given you fear and maybe you thought it wouldn't scare me either? You're thoughtful, 666, for warning me. (Beep)ing generous, even."

Silence gave a smile, the kind that was beautiful and meant for pictures. She was stunning in beauty, like a wonderful porcelain doll, but that pretty smile she gave slipped into an ugly, annoying smirk. Her nose wrinkled as is she tasted something disgusting, her tone perhaps being the thing she tasted.

"So maybe kindly give me some (beep)ing details of what's going on. How about starting with whatever the hell you meant by 'rules' earlier? I feel like that's a pretty (beep)ing good start. If you don't give me some details, I might have to consider you a little mean. You aren't mean, are you? Let's find out."

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GalaxianExplosion · 3/21/2021 11:13 pm

"Silence doesn't want to stay here either," 'he' points out.

Galaxian is unreadable and the silent one of the two, ironically. His eyes do move once in a while, though.
That assumption is a bold one to make towards someone who is called the devil's number by saints of the earth, 666 answers with a slight laugh, still unperturbed. Fortunately, there is quite a difference between being 'mean' and being impractical. Telling the rules to someone who is not a participant of a game would only be a waste of time. You thought of it as well, did you not? It is quite unpleasant to suffocate even for a few brief moments. Therefore...
A bright laugh rings out somewhere within the endless void. I will show you my generosity by escorting you out. I will do so for Galaxian Explosion. It would be imprudent to not do so, after all, considering I looped you into the break room because I wished to meet you.
Her vision dims.
So now...farewell, Miss. Silence. We will likely never meet again, but it was truly nice to meet you.
The forumer next to her makes no moves. He just slightly clenches his fist until he finally goes: "Don't tell Echo and North what happened. They need a break. Forget this yourself." He slightly turns to regard her. "Bye, Silence."

EchoDraws · 3/22/2021 2:03 am

"I know, but... one person alone... that's too risky if there is danger," North said. "The safest, in the idea of splitting up, would be at least two people together. Ideally, we would all be together, but in terms of the situation of checking for danger, that isn't going to happen, because, well..." North trailed off, not wanting to call out his sisters' anxieties and worries aloud.

Silence, for a moment, freaked out, and her guard and defenses fell.

"Wait, hold on, when will you return home?! Galaxian, what's happening?! Damn it! Don't be stupid and ask for help if you need it! You can't just endure everything alone, even I know that! What the hell is happening?! Galaxian, wait, I'm not ready to go yet without knowing if you're even going to be safe!"

Every word spilled out in a rushed panic, Silence's mind coming to the worst conclusions about 666. This, everything, was not okay. She didn't have enough information, and she felt like she was in the dark again. Maybe it was nosy, sure, but damn it! She, begrudgingly, cared about Galaxian. Maybe it was selfishness and worry, but Silence just wanted to know what was going on. This feeling of unknowing was dread, which had been eating away at her for so long that her mind, for a moment, broke. Everything, every worried and anxious and irrational and rational and dark and pure thought, collided and snapped Silence for a moment. Assumptions, evil assumptions, filled and torn her mind.

"At least tell me you're going to be safe! At least promise me you'll be safe!" Silence screamed, hysterical at this point. "At least promise me you're going to be safe and that everything will be okay! Promise it! If you can't do it for me, at least do it for Echo! You're friends, right?! At least make a promise for someone living! Make the promise for me, please! Promise it! Promise something!"

Assumptions are horrible, aren't they? They can make anyone believe the worst is to happen. It's strange, isn't it? Silence's sanity broke from her assumptions, from the dread of an uncertain future, from the anxiety of losing someone, from believing in the worse, from caring to much, from trusting someone, from many things.

Assumptions are the worse.

GalaxianExplosion · 3/22/2021 9:57 pm

"In terms of power-balancing, three and one would be more ideal," 'Galaxian' disagrees. "In this circumstance specifically. The abilities of the four of us are, speaking from my perspective, not ideal to be put together. You three have a at least slightly more compatible balance in that sense."

The advancing darkness pauses.
"I promise I shall try," he responds. Oh, such an infuriatingly short response devoid of most emotion. He doesn't sound concerned at all. It's almost like he's suppressing himself from reciprocating her intense emotional outburst, like usual.
He adds a clarification: "Whatever situation this is, it's much better than Echo getting possessed by a tyrant we're trying to fight or North being forced to try to kill his sisters." He's referencing what just happened less than an hour ago, though maybe the comparison isn't that helpful. "All the more reason so that you try to forget this and don't tell them, correct? It wouldn't benefit any of you if you stress about something you cannot help. It's inconvenient that the timing is now, as I would have liked to introduce North to the SAMB, but..." He glances at the void again, or so it seems. His eyes always seem to reflect some sort of nothingness.
"What is here is here," he says like he can't do anything. He even adds in a hapless shrug, which he does way too often. "I want to face what is coming alone. I'm the only one who can, after all. So..."
Galaxian's quite horrible at farewells. He usually just does a poker face and waves goodbye slowly before vanishing. Usually it's not others doing the vanishing, actually, so he struggles and doesn't even finish the sentence until after what seems to be forever.
"Sorry, Silence-san," he goes. "If you miss me, maybe you'll finally take a look at the friendship bracelet you stuffed somewhere?"
Oh yeah. The friendship bracelet. That one weird piece of jewelry that Galaxian made back when Silence had to live with him and his gang/consociation for a while. (Yeah. Remember his gang? A bunch of kids who annoyed Silence to no end most of the time? Yeah.) He has quite a few on his wrist, too. It's like the most uncharacteristic part about him. Anyways, the grumpy lady hadn't really liked it much, or at least she really didn't seem to. She never wore it, at least she didn't for all Galaxian knew.

EchoDraws · 3/22/2021 10:51 pm

"I... I suppose you're right," North sighed after a long moment of thought.

Echo spoke up, "But... what if something bad happens to you?" She looked worried for Galaxian. "What if something happens and... and no one is there? I mean, I know you're strong and all, but..."

North reassured Echo quickly, not liking to see her near the point of tears, "I believe Galaxian will do fine. It's not certain that there is any danger, anyway, so let's not worry too much, yeah?" It was hypocritical, those words coming from North.

Echo didn't look convinced, but instead tears started to well up in her eyes. "But... but what if Creator... I mean, I know Lillian said... but what if? I'm sorry... but I can't help but think... and worry..."

Silence gritted her teeth, not liking how Galaxian was talking. It was as if he was going to...

When Galaxian mentioned the friendship bracelet, Silence's hand brushed the place of where her dress' right pocket was, as if checking if something was there.

"At least tell me when you'll be back. Echo's gonna notice if you're gone for a long time, and then she's gonna worry. I'm going to be the first person she asks when it comes to your whereabouts. I can make up lies, sure, but that'll only give a temporary explanation before Echo starts to see a pattern. Although she doesn't act like it, she's smart; she's going to notice something's off after a while, maybe a week, and after that she won't trust anything I say. You have a backup for that? An alibi to use?"

Silence's voice was more steady now, her expression turning emotionless then serious as she talked. She shoved down feelings and accepted that any help she offered would be refused. She accepted that she couldn't do anything. The most she could do was make sure Echo didn't worry. North, for the most part, would stay in the MD. Well, that was Silence's theory, anyway. Silence didn't have to worry as much about North, although checking on him would be beneficial.

GalaxianExplosion · 3/25/2021 3:34 am

"Then it'll be even better that I'm staying here to beat the heck out of him," 'Galaxian' says with a crack of his knuckles. He just makes a vague motion and the noise comes out. Kinda unnerving.

He answers, "I shall tell you as soon as I return but cannot tell you when that will be. If I don't give a signal or return within a week, then presume me gone for good. No need to use deception; there should be an alibi in place if my inferences are correct. By a week's time, merely ask those of my consociation to track my whereabouts."

EchoDraws · 3/25/2021 12:17 pm

Echo attempted to smile, but it's obvious that she's trying not to cry. She felt scared. The idea of Creator still being alive made her feel scared.

Echo nodded though, and said, "Okay. Be careful."

Silence huffed a bit, not liking the sound of those words.

She said, "Okay. Anything else I should know or do?"

GalaxianExplosion · 3/26/2021 3:38 am

"Same goes to all of you," 'he' says with a nod. "If there's anything the SAMB needs, or the WoFMB, then my gang can help. If they're not being with initiative, then just ask."

I can help with that question, actually, 666 interrupts Galaxian in what sounds to be a slightly gleeful tone. Of course, they always sound cheerful, but maybe it makes sense for them to be even more cheerful about interrupting a conversation, a crucial one at that.

EchoDraws · 3/26/2021 9:47 pm

Echo and and North both nodded.

"Then... I guess we're off," North said, turning to lead his sisters out of the palace.

Silence raised an eyebrow. "Go on, spit it out."