05-19-2015, 01:31 AM
"Finally! It is now my turn to go inside. It has been an extremly long wait," about 6-7 minutes really, I hate waiting. Looking at the receptionist at the open tent, she,yes a female humanform with nice cuts and curves, leads me into the larger, closed tent. As soon as I pulled up the tent cover, metal orbs kept buzzing aroung me like insects, annoying. I grab one which was a little bigger than my grip and start to crush the whirring hardware, cracking it as it belches smoke, sparks flying out of the now scrap heap. All the other floating balls back away, keeping a good distance from me but never stopped staring. Throwing off the crumpled ball on my hand, I step inside the rather spacious tent.
Inside, there was nothing more than a desk, a man in painfully colorful clothing sitting behind the desk and some chairs between us. Walking slowly towards the man who obviously saw what I just did, he tries to talk to me in idle chatter.
"I see you look stronger than what you seem," he grabs a piece of paper with some sort of scribblings on it.
"What are you trying to say? I look weak?" I stare at him with my white, glowing eyes.
"Oh no no no, it's just that the men before you were really huge and imposing. I actual feel better this way," he makes excuses. Did he mean those walking shields I brought here?
"Ah! So you are saying that I am harmless? I understand now! Thanks for clarifying," smiling at him with teeth sharp enough to cut through air with a hum. His face contorts.
"Oh...uhm....okay. Please fill in the necessary information on the spaces provided and after that we'll proceed to the interview." The man explains as he hands me a pen. Interview, what's that?
"Okay so....name is Carn *scribble scribble* age huh? Hmm...oh that. "
"After you're done, please proceed to the center of the tent so we can start the interview. I'll pretty much ask you the same questions on that paper as we record it for television. You can- oh, are you having trouble with the questions?" he asks.
"Time?! Why should I fill in the time?? I can't tell if it's night or day in this blank world!" I got upset from the lack of common sense this paper has.
"I can tell you what time it is," the Syntex employee offers
"No! I'll figure it out myself."
"You can use your phone if you have one."
"Phones can do that?? Right then!...hmm" I swipe the screen to unlock it.
"What...are you kidding me? It says 50:12, what kind of time do you use?"
"It's 12:05, you had it upside down."
"Oh..."
"Okay, now go to the center so we can start"
I never knew how deceitful these people are, I was almost at the end of my wits facing a piece of paper, I'm sure the competition itself will be harder.
"Okay, what is your reason for joining Dante's Abyss? What got you interested?" he grabs the pen and awaits my answer.
"I want food," answering as short and as quickly as I could.
"Aside from food since you can eat anything you want inside, what else?"he continues.
"Food and Fame! Right! I wanna be seen!"
"Good enough." he writes it on paper. "Now show the world your combat potential. Make a good show for the audience."
As soon as he said that, more of the floating metal balls appear in front of me, each ball revealing extension arms with sharp objects carried around. One of the orbs starts spinning its arms rapidly and every other ball follows, causing the still air inside the tent to move. "Oh my..." the ball dashes forward to attack, its fellow behind its trail. With a short step back, I lean back to avoid the bladed ball from cutting my head off. As it overshoots, I grab the ball from the back and use itself to block the other incoming orbs. Funny how slow every single one of them is, probably because the weapons they carry are heavier than they are. Oh well, I need to take advantage of that. "Wahahaha. Too slow." taunting the rest of the gang as I keep on holding their brethren ball hostage. They look at each other and start charging in unison. Like a screen of electric fans, buffeting winds can be felt as they charge at me. Without waisting a second, I throw the ball in my hand at them, causing a tiny explosion of circuits and shrapnel as pieces started falling to the floor. The explosion seems to have distracted the remaining sentry orbs which gives me the chance to maul them. In a matter of seconds, the swarm was reduced to three individuals zipping around the tent border. As I lead one in a corner, the little orb shaking its bolts off, the Syntex employee claps his hands "Well done, that's good enough. You may proceed."
"I didn't get to use my weapons yet..."
"Good enough, you won't be able to use them anyways."
I turn my back from the little ball and face the rift that seems to have been torn from the air. As I walk towards the rift, the man taps on the desk with a pen pointing at my paper. I suddenly feel pain as cold metal strikes my sides, only to see it was two of the remaining balls that snuck up on me. Pulling out their weapons causes black mist to envelope the whole tent. The very thought of their did annoys me, grabbing their heads as I bite a good chunk off of each one, spitting hardware at the table. Under poor visibility, the man tries to apologize "Sorry about that, they didn't seem to settle." Patching my shallow gashes with some bandage, I grab the remaining little ball as my companion. "Don't do what your other pals did, ok? It's bad," I scold the little metal ball. With a little jump, I dive into the rift, surrounding me with bright blue colors swirling around like a waterspout as the end of the warp becomes closer. In a few seconds, I can almost see the other side...
"Oops, I forgot something," swimming back up to the tent rift. I pop out to see the Syntex employee interviewing another contestant. Using my scythe as an extension, I stab it at the paper I believe to be mine as I get sucked back into the warp, with the table stuck on my scythe. I read the paper and smile when I see my name on it, falling fast into the portal with a table and a little orb companion.
Inside, there was nothing more than a desk, a man in painfully colorful clothing sitting behind the desk and some chairs between us. Walking slowly towards the man who obviously saw what I just did, he tries to talk to me in idle chatter.
"I see you look stronger than what you seem," he grabs a piece of paper with some sort of scribblings on it.
"What are you trying to say? I look weak?" I stare at him with my white, glowing eyes.
"Oh no no no, it's just that the men before you were really huge and imposing. I actual feel better this way," he makes excuses. Did he mean those walking shields I brought here?
"Ah! So you are saying that I am harmless? I understand now! Thanks for clarifying," smiling at him with teeth sharp enough to cut through air with a hum. His face contorts.
"Oh...uhm....okay. Please fill in the necessary information on the spaces provided and after that we'll proceed to the interview." The man explains as he hands me a pen. Interview, what's that?
"Okay so....name is Carn *scribble scribble* age huh? Hmm...oh that. "
"After you're done, please proceed to the center of the tent so we can start the interview. I'll pretty much ask you the same questions on that paper as we record it for television. You can- oh, are you having trouble with the questions?" he asks.
"Time?! Why should I fill in the time?? I can't tell if it's night or day in this blank world!" I got upset from the lack of common sense this paper has.
"I can tell you what time it is," the Syntex employee offers
"No! I'll figure it out myself."
"You can use your phone if you have one."
"Phones can do that?? Right then!...hmm" I swipe the screen to unlock it.
"What...are you kidding me? It says 50:12, what kind of time do you use?"
"It's 12:05, you had it upside down."
"Oh..."
Quote:Appearance – [spoiler][/spoiler]
Personality – Carn is a kind and gentle soul, in the eyes of another Anomaly, and will attempt to befriend anyone for knowledge and insight on the current world. Carn will also use these so called 'friends' for personal gain although betrayal is not one of them. Being a showman in the Midnight Carnival, Carn tends to show off to a crowd of people once fed with attention, the very reason as to why Carn tries to 'act' professonal to gain fans. Carn also gets bored pretty quickly, causing Carn to look for things that catches interest or in some cases where no objects of interest is present, attacks the next closest thing that moves. No matter the situation, Carn never fails to smile, displaying a set of dangerous, razor-sharp teeth.
Possible Reactions – Carn's main reason in joining Dante's Abyss is to gain the necessary resources required to search for any stray Anomalies scattered or created inside the Omniverse and providing a place for them similar to Carn's residence, the Event Horizon. Anyone is merely considered a stepping stone for progress, good or bad. Simply talking to Carn is enough to guarantee hesitation from attacking, friends get the benefit of the doubt and strangers will be classified as "edible" or "waste". Edible ones gets eaten, waste gets the chance to be part of the soil/earth immediately.
Relationships –" I met a guy named Renji and made pleasant greetings, parting as soon as we got in a little chat about the Omniverse. A few hours later, I woke up to some shouting, grunting and clashing of metal to metal. I intervened (without knowing it was a spar session) and met Victor and Okor. Once I did know what they were doing I was so understanding that I sat down and watched them, playing with my phone in which I met this nice person named Agnès who seems nice enough to present herself to questioning. Victor lost and I felt bad for him so I called in some help to patch him up. Okor met some similarly dressed men, named uhm... Galel and, and...Tartaros, yes Tartsies!. I got them interested in joining DA and brought them here in this tent. I hope I get some help from them in some way. "
‘Combat’ Style – Carn will not attack unless annoyed, ordered to, bored or hungry. Carn operates best when given a clear objective and is most dangerous when hungry or annoyed. When hungry, everyone and everything is edible. When annoyed, everyone and everything is waste.
Eligible Powers – Burst Movement, Master Acrobat, Hivemind.
Moves – Razor Trap- "I bite with style!"
Extra – Being an Anomaly, Carn has no organs to worry about and obviously no bleeding. Being a performer for high-speed acrobatics, thousand-men swordplays that lasts for days, sword-swallowing Tremor(the giant cleaver), dancing on spikes and whatever madness , Carn has quick and enduring feet and has no problem dodging anything thrown, lobbed, shot or swung at the Anomaly. Due to the change in abilities in the Omniverse, Carn can only dodge 3 attacks but do not gaurantee a miss, before slowing down to catch breath, forcing the Anomaly to block instead.
When Carn suffer injuries that cut some 'skin', a misty cloud of black dust that can enter respiratory systems spray outwards from the 'wound'. Carn can feel the pain but the experience is obviously different, usually feeling the opposite temperature effect of a bleeding wound. eg. Feels warmer as the cold mist escapes the Anomaly.
Severing limbs causes such limbs to result to violence, once known to claim hundreds of souls after Carn lost a hand from Carnival practice.
Carn dislikes sweets since it reminds Carn of Anomaly saliva, filling thoughts of exchanging body fluids with another Anomaly.
Carn talks normally with everyone, including his narrator(occasionally sparking a conversation), writer and currently chose to talk in first-person.
In terms of speech, Carn never swears or curses but, in rare situations that demands some sort of cursing, usually from making a mistake, Carn mumbles "Darn, Carn."
Quotes –
"Greetings, ladies and gentlemen!"
"I am Carn. Carn is an Anomaly."
"Cool"
"What are you?" -when facing something unusual and catches Carn's interest, which may result in the object of interest being covered in thick, sticky and sweet Anomaly saliva
"I'm hungry..."
"I am NOT a clown!"
"Can I eat it?"
"Okay, now go to the center so we can start"
I never knew how deceitful these people are, I was almost at the end of my wits facing a piece of paper, I'm sure the competition itself will be harder.
"Okay, what is your reason for joining Dante's Abyss? What got you interested?" he grabs the pen and awaits my answer.
"I want food," answering as short and as quickly as I could.
"Aside from food since you can eat anything you want inside, what else?"he continues.
"Food and Fame! Right! I wanna be seen!"
"Good enough." he writes it on paper. "Now show the world your combat potential. Make a good show for the audience."
As soon as he said that, more of the floating metal balls appear in front of me, each ball revealing extension arms with sharp objects carried around. One of the orbs starts spinning its arms rapidly and every other ball follows, causing the still air inside the tent to move. "Oh my..." the ball dashes forward to attack, its fellow behind its trail. With a short step back, I lean back to avoid the bladed ball from cutting my head off. As it overshoots, I grab the ball from the back and use itself to block the other incoming orbs. Funny how slow every single one of them is, probably because the weapons they carry are heavier than they are. Oh well, I need to take advantage of that. "Wahahaha. Too slow." taunting the rest of the gang as I keep on holding their brethren ball hostage. They look at each other and start charging in unison. Like a screen of electric fans, buffeting winds can be felt as they charge at me. Without waisting a second, I throw the ball in my hand at them, causing a tiny explosion of circuits and shrapnel as pieces started falling to the floor. The explosion seems to have distracted the remaining sentry orbs which gives me the chance to maul them. In a matter of seconds, the swarm was reduced to three individuals zipping around the tent border. As I lead one in a corner, the little orb shaking its bolts off, the Syntex employee claps his hands "Well done, that's good enough. You may proceed."
"I didn't get to use my weapons yet..."
"Good enough, you won't be able to use them anyways."
I turn my back from the little ball and face the rift that seems to have been torn from the air. As I walk towards the rift, the man taps on the desk with a pen pointing at my paper. I suddenly feel pain as cold metal strikes my sides, only to see it was two of the remaining balls that snuck up on me. Pulling out their weapons causes black mist to envelope the whole tent. The very thought of their did annoys me, grabbing their heads as I bite a good chunk off of each one, spitting hardware at the table. Under poor visibility, the man tries to apologize "Sorry about that, they didn't seem to settle." Patching my shallow gashes with some bandage, I grab the remaining little ball as my companion. "Don't do what your other pals did, ok? It's bad," I scold the little metal ball. With a little jump, I dive into the rift, surrounding me with bright blue colors swirling around like a waterspout as the end of the warp becomes closer. In a few seconds, I can almost see the other side...
"Oops, I forgot something," swimming back up to the tent rift. I pop out to see the Syntex employee interviewing another contestant. Using my scythe as an extension, I stab it at the paper I believe to be mine as I get sucked back into the warp, with the table stuck on my scythe. I read the paper and smile when I see my name on it, falling fast into the portal with a table and a little orb companion.
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