Kad sees this and his eyes tint red for a second, then a white-ish blue, then back to normal. “Ice powers, huh?” He asks.
“doesnt my title imply that?” the controller of ice asks
“I don’t recall you telling us your title.” Kad responds.
“My name is my title it is made by the name of my legendary mask and the element of the current user” the controller of ice said
“During registration i assumed you were all made aware of my name” he added
“i thought the game master read the names of all the participants of this battle” he quickly added again
“But enough about that lets discuss something else” he said wanting to change the subject
“In my homeworld there’s this big city where all its inhabitants are divide in guilds that specializing in different skills.” Tarkur chose as a conversation starter.
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Scrapper wants to state that he doesn’t really care, but then he remembers his oath, and how he doesn’t really care about anything anyway.
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“i dont really like being in a big city with crowds, tell me more about what it’s like for you.” he said seeming interested
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“Strange.” Kad said. “My world is in some…temporal turmoil at the moment. I don’t remember much of what it was like before it happened, just that at one point, modern met medieval, and the world’s been chaos since. I guess that was an isolated incident, so that’s good at least.”
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“Nothing happens where I’m from,” Kirodai announces to anyone that cares (so nobody).
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Scrapper wants to say that that sounds really interesting, but once again, his oath keeps him from responding.
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“So I’m from the Izzit guild, the guild focuses in mad science and wacky experiments. Our guild members are concidered crazy, insane or mad due to how they use there knowledge. I’m what is supposed to be a Wierd, they are artifically merched semi sentient elementals usually they are composed of two opposing elements like water and fire.” He explains further, “As for me I was a failed experiment that got out of hand so to say. It was also the way everyone treated me except for him” He concludes drifting way in old memories.
@Runa “Coolio.” He responded
@jayzor17 “I find that hard to believe.” He said
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The bus suddenly slowed down. They had arrived at Arena Magna, and it was different. Instead of being a coliseum made of rough stone, it had been rebuilt into a stadium, integrated with modern technology. “We’re here! Everybody out!” the bus driver squawked.
Tarkur rose from his seat and hovered out.
Scrapper was second to leave, scanning the area suspiciously.
Once everyone was off the bus, a man in a suit approached them. “Hello there! My name is Eric, I’ll be your assistant. Follow me…” he said hastily, motioning for everyone to follow him towards the Arena.
“woah that is one big arena, it’s huge” the controller of ice said surprised, a very rare show of actual emotion.
It is slightly bothering Scrapper that he can’t interact with anyone, as he has a question which he can’t ask. He decides he will wait for someone else to say it.
Tarkur follows towards the arena
the controller uses his over armor and flies to the arena faster than anyone walking, an obvious showing of superiority(or the sense of it)
Scrapper uses his wing-blades to catch up with him.