The In-Between (RP Topic)

The White room suddenly began to Change colors rapidly and seemingly randomly, triggering some reaction in each of the people present, bar Traykar, rendering each and every one of them unconscious

“The prodical Son has returned.” Someone said, out of view.

The War Games DLC Has Begun

Everyone, bar Traykar as he wasn’t with them, woke up in what looked to be a forested area, with foresty things, like trees, dirt and bugs, but more noticeable were the Large white Boxes affixed to everyone’s back, Indestructible and unremovable,“Inhibitor Claws, A patented Creation by Axceleration Laboratories. No powers. No clones, No regen,No half death junk, no fading crap from existence, no looking at crap and making stuff explode. No Mixel Eyes, or any other concivable Power ups. If you could do it, now you can’t. Oh, and before you go reaching for your do everything mask and your stupid Keysword,” Referring to Blaze,“To ensure a safe testing environment, wehere at Axceleration Laboratories have removed all of your personal belongings, bar armor and clothing, which will be waiting for you at the end of the Test. Now, I need you to decide who the Military Leader is, amongst yourselves.”

“Hooray.” Tekan deadpanned, Spirax having somehow twisted himself around far enough to start clawing and biting at the box, hissing animalistically.

“Your actions, while notable, are ultimately futile.”

Eric removes the box. He doesn’t like people affixing boxes to his back without his permission.


Darren wakes up on his face.

Ooc- I want an explination. How can you take their powers?

“NOM NOM!” Spirax screamed as he continued to bite at it.

The box proves to be unremovable, as previously mentioned.

@BrokenAxels

Neural supressor, preventing the victim from remembering how to use their powers.

Eric does it anyways. Because carrying around a box isn’t pleasant.


Darren looks at the box on the unconscious Armin’s back, and reads it.

Ooc- The undead thing i understand, but if its a part of your system you cant forget that. Like, echo would still be able to see ghosts, and would still be able to fight, yes?

OOC: Yeah yeah, It’s still blocking most powers, prevent stuff like muscle memory, and the names of spells.

Despite being disconnected from Eric, the Box continued to perform it’s function.

“Which of you is the Military Commander?” The voice asked a second time.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Asks Jallak confused

“M-!” Spirax started to yell before Tekan tackled him, muffling him with his hand.

“The War Games, this is war, just scaled down in a controlled environment.”

“Your actions, while notable, are ultimately futile.”

Edited for double-post. --John Smith

Eric rolls his shoulders. This world was trying way to hard.


Darren tries to reach the box on his back, but his armor stops him from being able to reach it.

OOC: Mixel Eyes are always special.

IC: Eric glances at the double post.

“Are we supposed to fight each other or someone else?” He asks still confused

Ooc- Ok

Ic- Echo attempts entering his pocket dimension “What the heck. I cant use it…” He says as an axe starts to from in his hand but ultimately fades away

OOC: Mixel Eyes are not exempt.

IC: “Which of you is the Military Commander? Your objective will be revealed when the commander is chosen.”

OOC: Eric is special. I reserve my right for him to do crazy OP things because he never does it.

IC: Darren gives up on reaching the box, then suddenly realizes that his mace is missing. “Where is it! That was my favorite weapon.”


Armin wakes up, and realizes his katanas are gone.

“None of us are really, although if there was a leader, id say either eric, me, or hitora, would fit the title most”

“Has it been decided?”