As Armors walk

[Zero]

Luckily Arceis had made Norpok in bulk and not just one of him either. He had made about 5 dozen of Norpok and was now one short however.

It was time for him to make another batch of these to do his bidding throughout False Heaven and the rest of the galaxy.

First was first and that was making another one of Norpok other than the 59 that already existed and the one that had been destroyed.


He finished making a new suit of living armor more bulky than the others but because he had given it more power to use at it's disposal. He had also woven a containment field inside it to prevent the sphere of energy which served to keep it running from affecting anyone else.

http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&section=&global=1&q=armor#/do0123 was what his newest Norpok looked like.

“Go. Find the controls to the air conditioning and crank it up in here while I work on more Norpoks and a pocket dimension to hold them all.”  The bulkier one led the other 59 out of the room all of them radiating magic as they walked through False Heaven in a procession. It was not a parade but merely a procession.

Each armor was of a different color and of a different variety. All of them were following the big bulkier one that was leading them.

All of them were looking for the air conditioning control area for the station.

[Embodiment of Cringe]

Unfornately, there was no room for air conditioning. It was completely controlled by the guests/citizens of their room except if it was by punishment. Which, then, it'd be controlled by the system itself.

Many citizens noticed the moving armors as they wandering around the station for no apparent reason, and actually avoided them like they were the plague. Whatever they were, they were not being received lightly, especially considering they had weapons on their suit rather than as a side arm for protection. Some war veterans whispered to others, saying things like "Looks like they're gonna start some trouble" and whatnot.


Needless to say, 59 giant rainbow colored armors wandering around for nothing in particular fully equipped with weapons did not make the citizens feel safe. Not at all.

[Zero]

What? The people were scared of them? Why were the people scared of magical creations? The armors were so far having no luck locating the airconditioning system themselves.

The bulky armor was starting to get annoyed and so it said in a raspy tone of voice “Who is in charge of the airconditioning of this place?”   

The other armors along with the bulky armor had stopped moving for the time being. Each one shedding weaponry as the bulky one talked.

“Where can we find whoever is in charge?” piped in a light blue armor that had white stripes running across it and had no weapons built into it other than two daggers which were on it's arms for stabbing with.

[Embodiment of Cringe]

No one answered them, but rather avoided them, keeping at least 15 meters or so between them and the armors out of fear. Their bulky soldier like armor was not doing them any favors.

[Zero]

Sighing as he did this the Bulky Soldier Armor walked away leaving the remaining 59 to do as they would without him to direct them. His leadership only hindered things and besides that he had detected a  magical disturbance in the room of Arceis. Well he would go to protect Arceis while the others could keep busy by doing what needed to be done namely finding the AC. When he got to the room he found snakes there and Arceis levitating up to the ceiling in fear. He began to stomp on the snakes in an attempt to kill them. The other armors "Where is whoever is in charge?"

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

Halsey notices some noise nearby and goes to check it out...

[Embodiment of Cringe]

OOC: wait, so you're independently role playing a single armor as a character now? You do realize that makes it a character needing approval, right?

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

OOC- Fuck it...i want somthing to do. Lets give this one to him. Im sure ill end up killing it anyways

[Embodiment of Cringe]

OOC: yeah, but if he gets called out on it other than us/you, we'd be in as much trouble as he is.

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

OOC- Good point...

[Zero]

(OOC : The armor was given some will of it's own. All the armors however are controlled actually by Arceis. They obey him and have a desire to protect him. That is about all though, no other things for them)

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

OOC- I think a staff verdict is needed

[Queen Bright]

(Yeah no. NPCs talk, but not so individual-like. Like, you can NPC a bird or a person of magical-like to do a task but one paragraph is all you need to say it did the task. And usually that NPC won't talk. Null, Hawk.)