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A different kind of space cowboy - Printable Version +- Omni Archive (https://omni.zulenka.com) +-- Forum: The Omniverse (https://omni.zulenka.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=4) +--- Forum: The Nexus (https://omni.zulenka.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=9) +--- Thread: A different kind of space cowboy (/showthread.php?tid=7325) |
A different kind of space cowboy - Vash - 05-04-2018 "I will... Survive." Slinging the remains of what was going to end the world over his shoulder, Vash walked across the desert plain, wind blowing right through is stony face. He blinked, and feeling his shoulder without weight they opened to a pale void. Quote:“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.” What is this!?! he thought, Did I fall unconscious? Quote:“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn." His head rang with angered screams of Indignation This is bullshit! You can preserve all life and you just use it for your amusement?!?! Practically shaking he listened still, somehow knowing he'd need to hear what this being had to say Quote:“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.” He blinked again, his arm carrying the cross he'd left behind against the crimson duster he'd traded for his brother across his shoulder. "What kind of crap is this!!!" The shout ringing across the blank canvas of the nexus, only seconds ago he had struggled to stay alive, now he's left in a completely foreign place with absolutely no idea what to do or what the point of this whole situation is. Rem, I don't think I can protect them anymore. They'll go on without me until I can get back And so he sat, thinking about how he was going to figure this out. After 10 minutes of thought he decides he's going to have to wing it, clawing up every bit of power he can until he can either tear apart that that Omni freak's playhouse, or tear his way out of it. Failing that he'd have to find somewhere suitable and bring them all here instead. ((Quick OOC Note: sorry it took so long, I was thinking about how I should properly portray vash in this situation, it's a bit touchy because of the situation I pulled him from but this feels right and it leaves a hook for drop-ins)) RE: A different kind of space cowboy - Vash - 05-07-2018 Vash turned around, taking a look at his surroundings. He stumbled from the disorienting lack of any indication of a floor aside from him being held up. His sharp eyesight catching the gate of steel being guarded by two white-clad men. Perhaps he could ask them about this place. Quickly getting used to the strange nature of The Nexus he strode down this blank slate to the arch. Eventually getting bored of just walking he put his earbuds- but where were the earbuds? searching everything on his person he couldn't find them, swearing he had them he stamped his food on the ground, now how was he going to waste all his idle time off? as he thought something inside him shifted, some kind of instinct gnawed at him as if to tell him that he could fix it, if he could just realize what he could do. Ignoring it for now, he walked and after about an hour he stopped some feeling in the back of his head reeling his mind back to that minuscule desire. Eventually the feeling got to him and he just yelled and thrust his hand out in frustration, suddenly causing an orb to come out of his hand. Realizing what was that released from his hand, he immediately understood what could be done with this material somehow. Shaping it, he remembered what the player and headset looked like, felt like, what the tape sounded like, and shortly he was holding it all in his hand. For a moment he pondered, what are the limitations of this stuff? Certainly it's no surprise people are after it, but if he could use this to leave then he'd need to get as much of it as he could. Regardless, he needed information if he was going to get anything done. When he reached the storm troopers he made a big grin and introduced himself, "Hey! My name's Vash, what's yours heavily armored soldier guy?" he asked, with a face only an innocent child could make. "I'm on duty, if you want to enter Coruscant submit to a search and enter if not move along" The guard said, in an extremely stoic manner. "Aww, don't be so cold, I'm kinda new here and I need to figure some stuff out about this place." "Figures, Tell you what, I tell you anything and you owe me, got it?" "sure, sure." and after a somewhat lengthy exchange Vash learned the bare minimum of what he needed to know about the Omniverse. RE: A different kind of space cowboy - Vash - 05-07-2018 Despite the extremely attractive prospect of going to an entire world of dense jungle or a place where the majority of the surface is water compared to the badlands he had lived in for so long, Vash knew it was best he head to The Endless Dunes as he already knew how to survive a place like that, and apparently there were riches awaiting those who could handle it. So he left, Intending to find something of use and perhaps some allies along the way. Reaching the gate was far quicker, taking less than 30 minutes though those 30 minutes were more time to think. How would he find anything? regardless he had to take the dive, it wasn't like dying would be much of a consequence in this state. Upon reaching the gate he took a deep breath, and stepped through the gate |