The Sereni-Tree and the Madness of Arkham by TheRealMe

OOC: damn sleeping and such, gets in the way of my posting.. grrr, just assume i've been taking out mutants i guess..
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Whirrrrr
That was the last sound he wanted to hear right now. Well if he was gonna run outta darn bullets, he might as well get creative. Pulling out a knife, bout 5 inches in length, and started using he small military experience to his advantage.

As muntants close in, N0Skillz stands perfectly still, then lashes out at the first slashing arm, grabs, twists and slashes a exposed throat. This type of one hit kill continues, until the muntants start to close in and exhuastion is creeping closer. N0Skillz backs up closer to his new found compainions. Drops into a more defensive stance next to Shadow, who has more then a little mutant blood on his fur and prepares for the oncoming rush.

"TRM, we really need that plan B."

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"It's not that there HAS to be a sequel. It's just that I've got so many IDEAS..."-Joss Whedon

*Andersen AFB, Guam*

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Friday, November 4, 2005 4:29 AM

Oh! THERE’S an idea!

With one hand, TheRealMe reaches out to form the mouth of a dimensional portal among one mob of mutants. With the other hand, he connects the other end to deep space. There is a thunderclap and furious winds as scores of mutants are sucked away into the void. Then TheRealMe makes a tight fist, closing that portal before Jazaf and Bride2 are lost. TheRealMe falls to his knees after that expenditure of energy.

“Okay… that idea was too tiring for me and too dangerous for the rest of us!”

TheRealMe forms another portal, a tiny one, with one end in front of him, and the other in some deep ocean. This results in an astounding fire-hose effect, with a stream of high-pressure water slicing many more mutants literally in two.

“Still tiring…”

TheRealMe falls to the ground hoping that he has thinned the mutant's ranks enough for the others to prevail. As he drifts in and out of consciousness, he looks around at his many friends and companions, and thinks how they all came to this strange place.

From the General Lee: TheRealMe, Rat, Jake7, Needleseye (with Nugget the meteor troll left behind in the Lee).

From the General Grant: CallMeAth, CallMeSerenity, Mai, Lissa, PsychicRiver, Safeat2nd, CastIronJack.

From the Destiny’s Shadow port shuttle: SoulofSerenity, Static, Jazaf, Deuce/Bride2 (with the Head of Succatash left behind in the shuttle)

Picked up along the way: PyreFX, GreekToomey, Monkeytail, NoSkillz and his tiger, Shadow.

From his own meteoric re-entry: TheGreyJedi

And of course, that doesn’t even count the clones that were lost!

As TheRealMe considers this, two thoughts are foremost in his mind:

"Can we find and destroy whatever it was that mutated these people?"

AND

“If we are all here, then who is up there flying the Sereni-Tree?”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, November 4, 2005 4:43 AM

CALLMESERENITY

*Serenity stands over the semiconscious form of TRM, defending herself and him from the seemingly never-ending onslaught of mutants.*

Jake7, how's the forcefield coming? We can't hold out much longer!!

*Serenity glances around at her friends. PR is visibly wearing out. Lissa has a huge gash on her arm, but is still fighting. Mai is using her light to blind mutants that Greek and Pyre take down, but her light is getting weaker and weaker. Everyone is exhausted, hardly anyone is without injury.*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

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Friday, November 4, 2005 5:24 AM

JAKE7

Quote:
Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
Jake7, how's the forcefield coming? We can't hold out much longer!

**Rat finally makes his way over to jake7 and hands over a new set of batteries. She quickly replaces the last set and presses the force field button. It flashes a few times and finally comes back on strong. She sags in relief.**

Ok. We need to suss the damage and figure out how we're going to get out of this gorram place!

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.

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Friday, November 4, 2005 6:15 AM

SAFEAT2ND

From atop the bear, Safe assesses his situation. 2 spare clips, and 10 small explosives the size of large marbles. "Damn, that's not gonna get me far.."

The others seem to holding their own but are losing ground. A mutant grabs Safe's leg. Almost absently he point his gun down and fires. The now headless mutant releases it's hold. Safe then turns his gun on the bear and fires 2 rounds into it, creating a pocket. Safe quickly fishes out of his pocket 6 of the 10 explosives and forces them into the hole in the bear.

Safe stands and throws an explosive at the ground. The resulting explosion creates a small clearing in the mutants. Guns roaring, Safe jumps into the clearing and starts making his way through the horde to the others.

The mutants are too many though, and Safe's progress is slow. He's still too close to the bear but has no other choice. He turns and fires at the bear, igniting the buried explosives. The blast blows Safe off his feet backwards, but has the desired effect. It inflicts massive mutant casualties and creates a lull in their attack.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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Friday, November 4, 2005 6:51 AM

THEGREYJEDI

I believe Cozen is still on the ship, with a handful of others. Cozen can fly, right?

*TGJ and Needle having just stepped through the portal attached to Whitefall into the...whatever...going on where everyone else is.*

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
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Friday, November 4, 2005 7:09 AM

COZEN

Quote:
Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:
Cozen can fly, right?

Hell no. Ain't got wings. I can back a 60 foot trailer into any bay a close quarters though, that's gotta count for something, eh?

Right. Enough pithy humour. I'm gonna assume conscientious pilots such as yourselves leave tech manuals close to hand where needed. So, I can read and apply the knowledge. Best the info is available on the bridge. If so, I'll do my best. Just, y'know, don't be expecting any smooth manoeuvers....

And, heh, MG's on board to navigate. What could possibly go wrong?

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Yup. This oughta be fun....

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Friday, November 4, 2005 11:22 AM

JAZAF

While in his Berserker state Jazaf not only cuts through the horde of monsters, but out of the fight as well!

Slowly Jazaf comes out of his 'kill first, ask questions later' type state, he looks at his surroundings. He is covered in blood from head to toe and the stench is almost unbearable, He takes a step but something on his leg jabs at him. He looks down to find a spiked tentacle stuck in his thigh he quickly yanks it out, praying to God that the tentacle wasn't poisonous he catches a glint of metal before him. In front of him is a large steel warehouse looking structure.
'How did I end up here?'

Deciding to do some recon work, Jazaf runs up to the side of the building and slips inside. Loud screams and inhuman wails puts Jazaf on guard. But the absence of the threat of attack get's his mind wondering. He walks further in and what he finds horrifies him.

He watches as people are forced into large cylindrical chambers and covered in a odd liquid. Then after a few minutes the liquid drains leaving a horribly mutated being!

'There's gotta be a way to shut this down!' He curses himself for not wearing his wrist-communicator. Just then someone taps his shoulder, caught off-guard Jazaf spins around with his twin blades at the ready.

'Whoa! Calm down, Sensei! I managed to follow you here. You weren't gonna leave me outta this!' Deuce says excitedly.

Jazaf sighs and relaxes a little. He turns back around and motions Duece to witness the same events he saw unfold.

'This is gonna be a two-part lesson for you. Part one is the Blade that is used to defend others is always stronger, mainly because there is so much weighing on the success of the Defender. Part two is Stealth, we all need it you're just gonna need a lot of it. I want you to find out where they are getting these victims from and set them free got it? I'll try to halt the operations up here.'

Deuce nods and races off to the back of the building.

Jazaf stays where he is and surveys his surroundings.

'There!'

He spots what he's looking for and begins to make his move.

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree

Navigator on Destiny

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Friday, November 4, 2005 3:45 PM

JET

Quote:
Originally posted by cozen:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:
Cozen can fly, right?
Hell no. Ain't got wings. I can back a 60 foot trailer into any bay a close quarters though, that's gotta count for something, eh?

Right. Enough pithy humour. I'm gonna assume conscientious pilots such as yourselves leave tech manuals close to hand where needed. So, I can read and apply the knowledge. Best the info is available on the bridge. If so, I'll do my best. Just, y'know, don't be expecting any smooth manoeuvers....
And, heh, MG's on board to navigate. What could possibly go wrong?

***
Yup. This oughta be fun....

*As Cozen enters the bridge he is interupted mid conversation by Jet who's been attentively monitoring systems and crew mates from the pilot seat*
*rolls eyes*
Who's flying this thing? hmmm?
*taps a finger on her chin pensively and glares at Cozen with a smirky grin*
Thats right!

*smacks Cozen on shoulder* and you can pass that to the Chief Engineer!

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"Either you get off your butt and clear us for landing or I'm gonna fly this rocket right up your socket! "

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Friday, November 4, 2005 7:16 PM

BRIDE2

Earlier, during the big battle:

While Deuce was in the middle of executing another perfect backflip, she swung her two swords across each other in a scissors motion. The head of the nearest mutant was sliced cleanly off! She landed gracefully on her feet, just in time to be attacked AGAIN! The thing had a second head! Not fair! She gave ground, and parried with a razor-sharp blade, cutting off one of its many forearms. But it kept coming! It didn’t seem to care!

Deuce risked a quick look behind her, searching for Jazaf. She had been trying to follow her Sensei to keep these things off his back, but he was pressing forward too fast for her to keep up. Then she spotted him, slicing left and right with his own pair of blades!

Deuce leaped up, bounced off the monster’s remaining face, and used the long spines sprouting from its back as a springboard. After flying high through the air and performing three complete somersaults, she landed on a mutant next to Jazaf, knocking it down. She had a smug look on her face as she stood there, posing.

“So, Sensei, what did you think of…”

Then hurricane force winds pulled Deuce off her feet. She started sliding backward toward what looked like a circle full of stars. Many mutants had already been sucked in. TRM was playing games that were about to get her killed! But Jazaf sprung to action, grabbing Deuce’s arm before she could be dragged into the hole.

Suddenly, as quickly as the winds had started, they had passed. Deuce’s face burned with embarrassment. Her Sensei had saved her AGAIN!

“Someday!” she muttered to herself. “Someday I will impress him!”

Bride2

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Friday, November 4, 2005 7:21 PM

BRIDE2

Later:

Deuce was an athletic young woman. She was used to tough workouts that could last hours. But this battle had her breathing hard, exhausted. Her twin katanas were becoming heavy in her grasp as she continued to weild them to defend Jazaf’s back. But her Sensei was a killing machine, hardly noticing her presence as he moved on.

Then, it all stopped. Deuce looked around. Was the battle over? No, it raged on, but she and Jazaf had cut their way entirely through the mob of mutants, all the way to the other side. She and Jazaf were slick with sweat and gore. Deuce turned around. She used her left sleeve to wipe her eyes clear. There was a building visible to the pair.

“How did I end up here?” Jazaf asked.

Deuce knew that he walked, of course, but she didn’t answer yet because this might have been one of those “mystical” questions that needed more thought.

Suddenly, he was off, running toward the building. She followed close behind. They both slipped inside, hearing strange moans and screams all around them, and the sound of machinery, but seeing little. Then just as Jazaf turned a corner, he stopped at what he saw and muttered something.

Deuce was confused. “Huh? What’s that, Sensei?” She lightly tapped Jazaf on the shoulder.

Jazaf’s response was quick and frightening. He spun around, swinging one of his blades at Deuce, stopping only an inch or two from her throat when he recognized her. Deuce gulped. Her own swords were already positioned to parry this strike. When had she gotten so fast?

She gulped again. “Whoa! Calm down, Sensei! I managed to follow you here. You weren't gonna leave me outta this!”

Jazaf seemed to relax a bit. Then he motioned Deuce forward and showed her a terrible sight! People were being stuck in big glass tubes, covered with some weird liquid, and transformed into monsters! Deuce’s jaw dropped in amazement. “It’s a mutant factory?”

Jazaf started speaking in a lecturing tone. “This is gonna be a two-part lesson for you. Part one is the Blade that is used to defend others is always stronger, mainly because there is so much weighing on the success of the Defender. Part two is Stealth, we all need it you're just gonna need a lot of it. I want you to find out where they are getting these victims from and set them free, got it? I'll try to halt the operations up here.”

“Yes, Sensei! I can do it!” With a sharp movement of both wrists, Deuce flicked the remaining mutant blood off her swords, and then returned them to their sheaths. Then she sneaked off, as instructed, all the while trying to figure out that weird Sword Philosophy that Jazaf had just spouted.

Bride2

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Friday, November 4, 2005 10:18 PM

MAI

*Mai stands several feet from Serenity trying to focus the light as a distraction. As the light grows weaker it mearly makes the beasties more angry.

"I can't do this anymore."

*Watches in horror as TRM hits the ground and the mutant things seem to multiply from out of nowhere*

Serenity: "Don't just stand there! Fight! Come on you can't give in now"

*Mai takes a deep breath and concentrates the light once more, blocking out the noise and chaos, a warmth begins to build throughout her body and through her hands, making the light stream even brighter than before. Suddenly the light begins to change from yellow the orange red of flames. Instead of the flashlight effect, small balls of flame begin erupting from her hands. Several mutants are immedately turned into immedately into mutant toast and fall at her feet*

"Well isn't that interesting?"

*Continues to throw fire into the ever growing mutant population. It only takes out 2 or so with each flame, but still much more effective than the glowy thing*

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 3:02 AM

"Shit, we need a way out." N0Skillz mumbles.

Rolling out of the way of a mutants slashing sword, he stops and notices a sword on the ground. Its not in the best of shape, but its better then a knife. Standing he grabs a mutants arm, slices downward chopping in off, along with its axe. N0Skillz grabs the axe before it even moves. Standing in a crounching position with one leg extended out to the side with the sword parallel to his leg, and the axe horizontally about his head.

"Time to move on the offensive!"

Will out more movement then nessecary, He slices and chops a circle around himself with brutal effecency. The rush of mutants around him slowed momentarily, almost planning there next attack, he survied the battlefield. Noticing something strange.

"Are we missing someone.. oh crap"

Throwing a quick block and counter-attack, his battle resumes, his comment almost out of mind.

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Death is like sex in high school... If you knew how many times you missed having it you'd be paralyzed- Georgia Lass (Dead Like Me)

*Andersen AFB, Guam*

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 4:21 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

From the General Grant: SoulofSerenity, CallMeAth, CallMeSerenity, Mai, Lissa, PsychicRiver, Safeat2nd, CastIronJack.

From the Destiny’s Shadow port shuttle: SoulofSerenity, Static, Jazaf, Deuce/Bride2 (with the Head of Succatash left behind in the shuttle)

Uh-oh. Have we gotta Soul-clone now, too?

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

TheRealMe falls to the ground hoping that he has thinned the mutant's ranks enough for the others to prevail. As he drifts in and out of consciousness, he looks around at his many friends and companions, and thinks how they all came to this strange place.

*As PR fights on, he hears something in his mind. Is that...the voice of...Me?*

*He opens his eyes instantly.*

*With a deep breathe he pushes out in a circle with his mind, knocking the mutants back once more. He turns round, and doesn't see TRM anywhere.*

Bollocks.

*PR concentrates, and then turns to face the direction of TRM.*

*As the mutants near PR make a launch for him again, he send out another wave, not only does this knock over the mutants in a small radius of PR, but it also shoots forward in front of him, bucking mutants out of the way, making a clear path between himself and the small heap of mutants of TRM.*

*He sees the gap.*

*He runs.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 4:43 AM

A blast of mental engery goes by N0Skillz and sees PR runnign at full speed down the now open path. Mutants chasing him, and gaining.

"Gao yang jong duh goo yang." N0Skillz yells as he and Shadow run at PR, Jumping over the running PR, and N0Skillz landing with a safety roll.

"Shadow, keep the way in front of him clear, i'll handle things here"

N0Skillz stands, with weapons at the ready. As the mutants start closing in he realizes, that hes in big trouble. He starts backpedaling while fending off attacks.

"God I hope everyone else is doing better then this. I don't even think I'm making a dent in there numbers!" N0Skillz mumbles

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Death is like sex in high school... If you knew how many times you missed having it you'd be paralyzed- Georgia Lass (Dead Like Me)

*Andersen AFB, Guam*

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 7:06 AM

Soul clone? Nonsense! There is no second Soul. Take another look. I'm sure you just made a simple transcribing error.

And I thought that everyone but Jazaf and his student were clumped together in Jake7's force field.

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 7:37 AM

OOC:
hmm.. it seems TRM is right... musta missed that.

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Death is like sex in high school... If you knew how many times you missed having it you'd be paralyzed- Georgia Lass (Dead Like Me)

*Andersen AFB, Guam*

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 7:44 AM

CALLMEATH

*Ath fights.*

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 9:25 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

Somewhere, someone is trapped in the past….
Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
Oh, when does the lesbian wedding section start?

Right, I think it's time we made our big speeches to try to take the crown.

*gives a dainty cough*

Quote:
Originally posted by cozen:
*MG nods a nod that cozen takes as an indication of patient understanding. Or a signal to a nearby assassin (rootbeer assasin?!) but why worry? cozen attempts to hide warbly note of panic as he orders a margarita from the bar, for the lady, of course. Is denied when creditcard fails to clear. Oh well.*

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
It so happens that I can set them for “full body massage”, if you like.

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
Just let me know when it's my turn for the limelight. I have to go adjust some of my leaves, I'd hate to be "over exposed" for my moment of glory.

Quote:
Originally posted by cageybee:
If you want, you can wear the Gown de Alumina. I've been toying with the idea of a Saran Wrap sari, anyway.

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
Judging the women on what they wear? Isn't that a little shallow and ... ooh, ooh, thatweirdgirl is topless! With another girl in front of her!

See, told you being in a dress didn't affect my masculinity.

Quote:
Originally posted by Malicious:
"Mal-Licious is not accepting requests for interviews or autographs as of yet. You will be notified of any changes at her press conference. Good day."

Quote:
Originally posted by ebonezer:
Oh hey! Do i get to co-hold the red ball thing too? Does that mean i finaly get to find out what the red ball thing is? This is very exciting.

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
So..... what sort of present did you bring me from another dimension?

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www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 11:05 AM

For some reason, a semiconscious TheRealMe starts to remember long-ago events from the time of the Gala Pageant of Cross-dressing Men, a time that saw the arrival of Cozen and the seven Brides. And the bizzare gowns of leaves, saran wrap, and aluminum foil...

Delerium can be a most strange thing.

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 12:03 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

Some place, something is reliving memories….
Quote:
Originally posted by ebonezer:
*Ebo jumps on Simons shoulder and uses the bost to get the ball trough the ring. Then she jumps back down and puts her right foot on yellow, thereby forcing TWG into the zone of silly walks!*

Quote:
Originally posted by gojiro:
I promise you this: If I ever start a rock band, I'm calling it Faster Loading Treehouse.

Quote:
Originally posted by PsychicRiver:
Ooh? I'm a tree? Now, for the love of god, will somebody scratch my nose?

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
I'm headin to the bar, give me somehting fun, but not too fruity. Hard and fun. Maybe just a fun glass and a hard drink. Sorry if I ignore you while I have a drink and room to dance.

*shuffles into the middle of the treehouse and shakes it.*

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Sparky, mark off Lifetime Goal #6 for me, please. This is close enough.

Quote:
Originally posted by PsychicRiver:
*The beastly thing roars, and squiggles.*

Quote:
Originally posted by montanagirl:
*spins spinner*

Right hand green.

*Puts right hand on green dot, kicks ball with right foot, and throws chocolate pie at twg.*

Quote:
Originally posted by annik:
True, but with his kilt he should have had enough loft to keep him from hitting the ground too hard.

Quote:
Originally posted by Delia:
Y'all are nuts. What we need, and I've said this before, is minions. Terribly attractive, skimpily attired minions.

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
* The Real Me goes to the freezer, pulls out a can of frozen lemonaide concentrate, and hands it to Ebo. *

Quote:
Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Where's my Nekkid Jayne? *toe tapping*

…

Quote:
Originally posted by PsychicRiver:
Mother?

...something stirs

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 1:32 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Soul clone? Nonsense! There is no second Soul. Take another look. I'm sure you just made a simple transcribing error.

*Narrows eyes.* Hmm....yes, it appears my brain fried in all the action.

Silly me!

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
And I thought that everyone but Jazaf and his student were clumped together in Jake7's force field.

Well...maybe its a...big forcefield. And...maybe we fell out....of the forcefield. Yeah.

You're killin me action here!

***

*PR reaches TRM, but before he can move, a figure passes over the sun...putting PR, TRM and the mound of mutants above him into shade.*

*PR looks up, its as if everything is going in slow motion...he hears a mighty roar and sees the leaping figure of*

...Nugget?

*Within seconds, Nugget lands beside PR, then rips into the mutants above TRM and starts pulling them off, tossing them aside, moving quicker than PR ever imagined such a heavy-handed beast could.*

*Suddenly, a hand pops out of the mound, a human hand.*

*As PR reaches for TRM's hand...he hopes that it is firmly attached to TheRealMe's body.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 1:41 PM

TheRealMe has recovered just enough of his senses (not to mention sense of humor) to deploy his novelty joke plastic hand.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 2:21 PM

SOULOFSERENITY

The Man They Call Soul...

OOC: Soul-clone? Interesting...

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Soul continues firing nearly blindly into the ever growing crowd of mutants. One charges too close, so Soul phases his body just as one of the mutant's many sharp tentacles slashes through the space where now only faint molecules occupy. He phases back in and grabs the wicked looking dagger off of his belt and drives it into the neck of the mutant. He pulls the blade through, and nearly decapitates the mutant. It falls to the ground, but just as quickly, another takes its place.

"Gorram! I don't know how much longer I can keep this up!"

Legolas-style, he fires off arrows as quickly as he can, but to his horror, he reaches back into his quiver to find it empty. His eyes narrow. Dropping the bow, he begins to fight with the dagger, the scorpion engraved into the blade quickly obscured by mutant blood. He fights as best he can, both sides of his persona giving their all, his body phasing in and out of this plane of existance. His clothes are no longer recognizable, the result of close calls and blood stains. He fights like he never has before, until his reflexes finally fail him, and he fails to fully phase in time before one of the mutants manages to hit him in the back of the head--

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

http://havenofsouls.blogspot.com/

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 2:29 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
TheRealMe has recovered just enough of his senses (not to mention sense of humor) to deploy his novelty joke plastic hand.

*PR grabs TRM's hand and pulls.*

Oh my.

*Frown*

*PR shoves his free hand into the pile of mutants and pulls out one TRM.*

Hi. *PR pulls the gun from the back of his belt and hands it to TRM.*

Here, take this.

*PR runs towards Nugget who extends his hand towards PR. PR steps onto the hand and Nugget launches him high into the air.*

*He lands in a crowd of mutants, and using the novelty joke plastic hand, he backhands a mutant across the face.* Take THAT!

*Kapow!*

*Blazim!*

*Yowza!*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 2:44 PM

SOULOFSERENITY

The Man They Call Soul...

Soul awakes to the sound of silence. He quickly opens his eyes and jumps to his feet, dagger at the ready.

There are no mutants. There is no fighting.

He finds himself in the middle of a big room, the walls, floor and ceiling all painted an identical depressing shade of grey. He takes a step and hears his footstep echo. The only sound he can hear besides his own movements is coming from in front of him. He walks the length of the room and into a small hallway. The humming he heard grows louder with every step, until he reaches a steel door set into a wall at the end of the cooridoor. He checks for a handle, a doorknob, anything; but there is nothing there.

"Well, it's not like locks have ever stopped me before," he says with a grin.

Phasing his body, he passes through the door, emerging on the other side into what looks like a security office. The wall to his right is occupied with switches and knobs, while the wall to his left holds only a chair. Directly in front of him, however, stretching from the floor to the ceiling, is a bank of computer monitors, each of them focusing on--

"Serenity! PR! TRM! What in the hell?"

Soul pauses and tries to think. As best as he can figure it, somehow the mutant that hit him in the middle of him phasing had inadvertantly made him reemerge in an alternate reality somehow. Then his jaw drops as realization hits him.

"This is reality, where I am right now! This ship is somehow housing an alternate reality, and it uses that to keep everyone on board prisoner. That's why we can't find a way out!"

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

http://havenofsouls.blogspot.com/

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 4:08 PM

Meanwhile, Somewhere in a Parallell 'Verse;

On board the Tranquli-Bush!

ClairvoyantStream awoke and rubbed his eyes. He left his quarters and headed to the breakfast table. On his way, he met Pin'sEar. He greeted her with a "Hello." and carried on his way.

ClairvoyantStream sat down at the table between ReferToMoiAsTranquility and Cozy.

Today, it was AtlantaGirl's turn to make brekkie. She made a large amount of pancakes.

"Yummoo." said SimoneWhere.

"Yeah, these are great!" said Lasso.

"Well they better be!" said AtlantaGirl, "Cos I got up at the crack of dawn to make em!"

"Well, you needn't slave in the kitchen any longer, AtlantaGirl." Said TheFauxYou. "Because Mouse is washing up!"

he continued.

Mouse dropped his fork. "What!?"

Jafar asked Anne to pass the maple syrup, and she did so, kindly. "Thankee." said Jafar.

ReferToMoiAsBum looked up from an empty plate of pancakes. "AtlantaGirl...you got anymore?" he asked.

"Sorry. I'm fresh out." she said, and she sat down at the table next to ThisOddFemme.

Lasso smiled. "Don't worry, Bum, you can have mine."

"Thanks." He replied, with a smile.

Just then, Hazardousat22ND and CastSteelZack entered the room, fully geared up with guns.

"There a problem, boys?" asked TheFauxYou, chewin on his last piece o' pancake.

"You bet there's a problem." said CastSteelJack. "'Pears someones been using my conditioner."

The group gasped as a whole.

"Surely not!" said Fuzz who just entered from the other door, followed by SpiritOfTranquility who said "Thats crazy talk!".

"Say...Iam..." said Hazardousat22ND, eyeing the beautiful young lady. "You're hair's lookin pretty...shiny."
"Why thank you." she replied, with a smile. "But I didn't take your conditioner. I took Pin'sEar's."

"Oh, did you?!" said Pin'sEar, who had just entered from the door behing Iam. "And I was so sure that it must have been TheRainbowSith."

"Hey!" said TheRaibowSith, speaking up.

"My apologies." said Pin'sEar.

"Well it dang weren't me!" Said Rubbish010, in her hillbilly (and in no way ghetto) accent.

"Hey, Rubbish, where's your rubbishorsies?" enquired Drake7.

"Dang!" said Rubbish010, "Lost em again!"

"Mouse!" said Queen Malevolent wagging her finger at the man. "Did you take the conditioner, and pawn it off?!"

"NO!" said Mouse.

"Perhaps it was one of the Grooms?" asked ReferToMeAsTranquility.

"But the grooms are all bald!" said Oboe in her Captainiest of voices.

"True dat, true dat." Said Tranquility, sounding very ghetto.

"Yeah! We only use moisturiser, for our scalps!" said Rocket from beind his thick-rimmed glasses.

"Well, musta been someone!" declared Jafar.

"Oh really?" said CastSteelZack. "And how do we know it wasn't you!?"

"Cos I'm saying so!"

"Well then what about you?" said CastSteelJack, turning to ClairvoyantStream. "You're hair looks like its got a new lease of life to it."

"AtlantaGirl's been lending me her curling irons!"

"Oh." muttered Zack.

"He's lying!" shouted Hazardousat22ND! CastSteelZack pulled his deadliest weapon on the ClairvoyantStream; the hairdryer.

ThisOddFemme couldn't be to see her boy's fancy new 'do ruined so she finally cracked.

"ALLRIGHT I ADMIT IT! IT WAS ME! I TOOK THE CONDITONER."

"But...TOF, why? You're hair is perfect." Said Oboe.

"Well...I...I-I thought it was Pepsimilk."

"So that's why you were spitting bubbles!" Said SimoneWhere.

Mystery solved!

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 4:13 PM

SOULOFSERENITY

The Man They Call Soul...

“Bravo,” comes a voice from beside him. Soul turns to the wall with the chair to see a screen above it lit with a hooded face. “So you’ve figured it out, have you? Take a look at those screens. Tell me what you see.”

Soul turns back to the bank of screens. On every one of them, all he can see is his friends being beaten back by an endless wave of mutants. He cringes as one of the creatures takes a swipe at Jack, knocking him to the ground. In another screen, TRM is struggling to fire a handgun, but a mutant approaches from behind him and hits him in the back. Then Soul spots Serenity, the pair of katanas in her hands swinging wildly at the creatures. One of them gets close enough to knock her to the side, and Soul finds himself screaming at the screen. He spins back to the face above the chair.

“This has to stop! You’re going to get my friends killed!”

The face chuckles. “That’s the point. I’m sure you’ve heard it already. One must die so that others might live. Well, who is going to die? I’ll let you chose.”

“What?” Soul cries. “You can’t honestly expect me to pick one of my friends for you to kill! I can’t do that!”

“Then they all die!” the face roars. “Either you chose, or they will all suffer the same fate!”

Soul turns back to the screen and stares into the faces of his friends. TheRealMe. PsychicRiver. Jazaf. Deuce. Ath. Lissa. Mai. Safe. Jack. Jake7. Rat. Needleseye. TheGreyJedi. Static. GreekToomey. Monkeytail. PyreFX. NoSkillz. Even Nugget and Shadow. He thinks of those others on the SereniTREE. Eboneser. Cozen. Jet. MontanaGirl. ThatWeirdGirl. SimonWho. XanderLHarris. Bluefishie. Piffle. Elwoodmom. Malicious. Zoid. He thinks of the head of Succotash, and Emma, praying that the others can find her. Then he stares into the face of the one person who means the most to him.

“Serenity…”

Soul turns back to the hooded face, his decision made. “Me.”

“You?” the face asks incredulously. “You would sacrifice yourself to save your friends?”

Soul nods. “I could never choose one of them to die. They are more than friends to me. They are my family.”

There is a long stretch of silence. Finally, the hooded face nods. “Sit in the chair,” it says.

Soul walks over to the chair and sits slowly. “Just tell me that when I’m dead, you’ll let the others go.”

“I’ll let them live,” it replies.

Soul nods and closes his eyes. He focuses inward, and knows without questioning that both sides of his persona are in agreement. Soul thinks hard, praying that he is heard.

PR, I hope you can hear this. One day, I know that you will all understand why I’m doing this. I have too many friends to say an appropriate goodbye to them all. Just…tell everyone how much they mean to me. And PR, could you tell Serenity something for me? Tell her…tell her that I love her. Always.

Soul opens his eyes. “You can kill me now.”

There is no response, except for the sudden and blinding flash of pain as electricity burns through him and—

* * *

Like a switch is flipped, most of the mutants suddenly drop to the ground, dead. The remaining mutants continue their charge, but with the majority dead and no more being created, the odds of the SereniTREE crew surviving jumps dramatically.

PR’s eyes snap open as his mind picks up the final words of SoulOfSerenity.

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OOC: Let me first say that I know it’s a rule that there is no dying in these threads. I’m asking everyone to please make one exception to that rule. I’ve gotten to a point where I don’t think I’ll be able to continue being a part of the SereniTREE. Now don’t get me wrong. I love it here. This place is the most fun I think I’ve ever had, and I’ve made some good friends here. I really don’t want to leave, but I don’t want to be one of those people who just stop posting and fade away. After all, what better way to be remembered that by going out saving all of my friends?

The fact is, the only time I ever had to go online was at work, and now my Internet access is being monitored. I will no longer be able to post or update from work. At home, I am so busy that getting on the computer is nearly impossible. My wife and I are living with my In-Laws right now to help out around the house and with the bills. My father-in-law has a disease called MELAS, and it affects his memory, his decision-making process, among other things. His muscles are also slowly wearing away. The disease has no cure, and hardly any treatment, and the ultimate prognosis is that this will be what kills him in the long run. He can’t work, so my mother-in-law is now trying to keep them above water. We’re helping as much as we can. So much of my time is being demanded of me elsewhere, that I don’t think that I can be a part of this wonderful experience any longer.

I will miss you all. I promise you that. I just wanted Soul to go out in a blaze of glory. I’ll try to pop in on the tag as often as I can, and I’ll see if I can’t create some time at work to keep writing my “Vengeance” series to its appropriate end.

What can I say? Just keep flying, and remember the cute guy with the bow and arrow. Who knows? Maybe one day…

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

http://havenofsouls.blogspot.com/

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 4:21 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

a force reaches out and embraces Soul….my Friend…

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 4:22 PM

:O

Shock!

Well, what can I say...except for, goodbye, thank you, and good luck.

Take care.

***

*PR stops fighting. He sinks down to his knees as he hears the SoulOfSerenity's words.*

*When they are done, PR has a flashback, to earlier in the day.*

*PR remembers Cozens words, that he spoke;

The message is simple: you now must need to find the strength within yourselves. You must gain the confidence in yourselves to aim true and fire without hesitation.*

*PR whispers one word, as he looks to the sky.*

Hero

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 5:33 PM

JAZAF

'What in the nine spheres of hell?'

Seconds before Jazaf was able to destroy the source of the Mutant Creation, all of the equipment vanished. Jazaf was so shocked by this sudden turn of events he misjudged his landing and fell to the floor. He slowly stood and looked around, it took him a moment to absorb what had just happened.

'My idea....of normality.....is becoming seriously.....warped.'

Jazaf stands in the middle of the building not knowing what to do next.

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree

Navigator on Destiny

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Saturday, November 5, 2005 6:18 PM