Log Check: Hiro's Mercs...

[Da Ensemble]

A Consul of the HRC received an advisory to visit Ash Island. At about 0200, an HRC Consul member was beamed onto Ash Island via Grand Tour-- Orbital Elevator of The Union. Upon arrival, he began to check what little data he had on the inhabitants of the island, Hiro's Mercs.


"Mercenary coalition. Human. Blah, blah blah...blah. I see." The Consul then sighed. He'd have to keep walking until he came-upon a member of this mercenary sect.

[@Pokemon Master Red]

It wasn't exactly a big island, so he'd have seen their base near as soon as he'd gotten there. The bunker was armed with weaponry, but this wasn't ever really used unless they were under a clear attack, more a deterrent than anything else. Once he'd have gotten closer, he'd have seen the Dark Heart, their ship. While it was only a corvette, the Dark Heart had enough firepower to rival a small army...At least, in terms of terrestrial warfare. Still, even against a enemy fleet, it'd put up one hell of a fight, with both technology from the Archive and Grunder, the latter of which no longer operated within this dimension, as well as a little of their own tech. Since the Mercs were usually within the base or the Dark Heart, there wasn't anyone out and about...Or wouldn't be, if it hadn't happened about that one guy outside that had apparently swam all the way to their island, the one carrying the sword(see 'Ah, there you are!' for details on that, since Orga's character is here right now). Hiro, Sara, Jonny, Keira, and Flora all had their attention on him, though, and they were talking to him, it seemed.

[Da Ensemble]

"A ship, yet, no one's outside." The consul muttered to himself. He would walk towards the ship, eye it, and lean on it. He could hear voices coming from inside. "I'll wait until they're finished talking to their guest", he figured.

[Orga the Strange]

"You know what think would be cool, Orga?" Sam asked.
"What?"
"If there were someone else who wanted to talk with the mercs but they decided to wait till we finished talking with them"
"You know that would be nice, Sam. Too bad there's no one besides us and the mercs here"
"Yeah that's true" Sam said, turning his attention to the man who just appeared behind him.
"No, we don't have a contract I'm afraid, we came here to join you" they said with a smile, "Oh and we're wet because our ship crashed into the ocean, and you know...water"

[K2]

"I'm sorry to ruin your party, gentlemen," a voice spoke up, "Is there room for one more in this conversation?"

A man approached the few, marching through the ash that coated the grounds of the island. This man seemed particularly odd... No, he wasn't a man at all.. He was an Aralang of sorts -- gray skin and the likes. And yet... This alien was dressed in a business suit and looked like he'd come from the culture that once was Earth.. From Wallstreet.

"My ship almost crashed in the ocean too. Luckily, I managed to land safely on the shore, but someone needs to think about getting a dock installed," the Aralang joked.

[Da Ensemble]

The consul sighed. This island was suddenly a bit crowded for his tastes.

"Gentlemen, please", he began. "I am here on diplomatic business. Your small talk hinders the execution of my command. Now, which one of you is a Hiro?

[@Pokemon Master Red]

Your ship crashed into the ocean? Huh, perhaps we can help ya with that...And kid, no offense...But aren't you a little...Um...Young to be a mercenary? And yeah, when we build the Dark Universe HQ here, we hadn't though we'd be getting many visitors. But, seeing as we've got a few, I guess we'll need to build something along those lines. As for the new dude over there, Im Hiro. But, seeing as these people had decided to make themselves known first, you'll have to put up with our small talk. Diplomacy is best when yer being jovial. Besides...Masamune's interested in the kid."

[K2]

"Well then, I can wait my turn," the Aralang suggested, sitting in the ash and pulling out a book to read from his coat pocket.

[Da Ensemble]

The consul looked at the Aralang. "Strange man," he muttered.


His employ ran Earth-- except  for this island. The HRC had no aim to claim this island, however, it had to be a non-hostile and subordinate island. The HRC would put up with no contest-- what with Earth beginning to reform and all. The consul hoped that these would be an obedient bunch. He'd hate to have to have his employ...'reform' them using force.


Turning towards Hiro again, he spoke. "Right then. You and I should have words, sir. It's about...global interests." Which was half-true. There might be an invasion being planned. The HRC had to know who'd be friendly, and who'd be hostile. In times of war, the HRC would take on the moniker of 'DPRK'. Hopefully, it wouldn't come to such results.

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"Global interests? I dont give a damn, then. You've all gotten Earth running and all again, which I appreciate. However, this means that I have nothing to say to ya. I dont really care what you came for, whether its trying to annex us into yer empire or making an alliance. If its the former, well, thats not happening, no way no how. If its the latter, I'll listen only when Im paid." Hiro said, using magic to subtly control wind currents to move around his blade.

[Orga the Strange]

"Oooooh better luck next time pal" Sam said as he patted the consul on the back and walked back up to Hiro. "Now let's see where were we...oh yes you were saying something about my age?" Sam said as before their eyes he went from the age of a small boy to a very old man. "Now don't you tell me I'm too young to join your group, Sonny!" he said whacking Hiro on the head with the butt of his sword which he was using as a cane. "I didn't live to be this old just so I could get into movie theaters for cheap you know!" "Yes, and I'm an ancient demon from before you or your ancestors were ever thought of." Orga said slightly annoyed.  After a moment or two of smacking his lips like he was chewing he de-aged back to twelve. "Now you were saying something about getting our ship out of the ocean, Oooh are you gonna pull a Yoda and use the Force to pull it out like in Empire?!"

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Before the hilt hit, Hiro blocked it with his sword. "Heh, not too bad, not too bad."

At the demon's voice, Masamune seemed to emit a aura...Somewhat familiar. Hiro hadn't seemed to notice immediately, and was about to say something, but then his expression changed as though he were listening to some unseen force. "Eh? Yo, guy...Masamune told me to ask ya...Yer name...Wouldn't happen to be 'Orga', would it? And...As for the kid...Well, s'long as you know what yer getting into. And...Uh...Im not too sure who this 'Yoda' is, to be honest, or what this 'Force' yer talking about is, but we can get your ship out no prob."

[Orga the Strange]

"Yes, that is my name, however I don't see why the blade would care unless..." Orga stared off into the distance before shaking his head several times. "No, no it's not possible"

Sam was silent a moment before saying "Ooooookay then, yes that would be great if you could get the ship out, and you really haven't ever heard of Star Wars, how can you call yourself human? It's only the BEST movie series ever made" Sam turned towards the ocean and said "Isn't that right George Lucas?" before smiling, showing off an impossible amount of huge sharp teeth.

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"Masa said that its a small multiverse, whatever that means, if it helps. And...Well...I lived on an island, and none of us had much contact with the outside world. Movies were...Somewhat rare, heh heh."
"Hiro, shouldn't we get their ship out?" Sara asked, getting rather impatient.
"Ah...Right, then! I'll take a few of the Mercs and the kid right here to find their ship and get it out, and you can see what the polite gentleman here with the book needed." Hiro said, giving a few hand signals to get Johnny, Keira, and Sam to him, so that they could help get the ship out in a most impressive manner.
Sara nodded and walked over to the gray-skinned Daci guy, and asked,"Well, now that we've got some time, whats your story, hm? Looks like we're pretty popular, after all, so now might be he best time to talk before we start makin' ya need appointments." She said it with a friendly smile on her face; not her usual expression to people she didn't know, but she wasn't a mean person at heart.

Back to Hiro, Masamune sent another pulse, attempting to sync with the demon residing in Sam, to allow them to talk better. If the demon agreed, it'd find itself standing on a grassy field. The grass, though, would be pitch black, and seemed to be ever-so-slightly moving towards the manifestation of the demon. None of this would be real, more of Masamune giving the demon a view into its prison, to allow them to see each other. Masamune's own form within this field was of a human, but with draconic wings, horns,  black sclera, and with chains breaking from the ground to ensnare him, with a big, cartoony padlock holding them in place. Written on the padlock was the phrase 'Seal of the Dark Winds'. If one looked close enough, they'd see a slight resemblance to Hiro. Assuming the demon accepted his invitation, the Cursed would say,"Its been a long time, hasn't it? Around, oh, 10,000 years? Whats been going down in Hell, old friend? Hopefully nothing terribly important...I'd hate to have missed anything."

[Orga the Strange]

Orga appeared in the limbo land as a large, hooved, draconic looking demon with rusty broken chains hanging from it's limbs. Oh and he was on the porch of a house.
"Well I wouldn't really know old friend I only got of my imprisonment a few hundred years ago, but even now I'm trapped in Sam's mind." he said in answer to MM's question. "Oh and whats with the grass...it's kinda weirdin' me out and I once tore a fetus out of a pregnant woman and ate it."

MEANWHILE! *Sam's face appears and spirals around as the scene transitions*
"Dunna dunna dunna dunna, ah spiral transitions" Sam said to himself as the transition picture faded away.
"Now let's go get mah ship!" said Sam as he pointed in the direction of the smoke trail that led to where his ship had crashed.

[@Pokemon Master Red]

"Yes, yes, I was there. As I recall, you also ate the woman, correct? And then threw her husband out a window." He then thought for a second. "Weren't we at one of the topmost floors of the Empire State Building, too? No, no, it was the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Though I suppose back then it was simply the Tower of Pisa..." He said thoughtfully. "As for the grass, to tell the truth, I really dont know. It weirds me out too."

"Alright, then!" Hiro said, as they got into the speedboat. It...Well...Sped to the crash location, where Hiro looked at it before having Johnny use his own, Light magic. Johnny took out his Knife, and what seemed to be a laser beam shot from its tip, connecting to the ship. It didn't do any damage, just kept the two things connected. Sam used her Scope to do the same, while Keira just kinda decided to pester Johnny. With that, Hiro turned the speedboat around, the the laser beams actually dragged the ship back towards the island, as though it were being pulled by something a lot stronger than a speedboat, like a ocean liner or something.

[Orga the Strange]

Ahh, I love it when people help me do things. It allows me to be lazy. Sam thought to himself. I just hope they don't scratch the paint anymore than it already is.
Sam was sitting on the bow of the ship, literally, he was just kinda crouching on the top of it, in front of everyone else looking back at his fighter.
"Hey try not to bump it around will ya?" Sam asked.

Meanwhile inside the sword....

"Well then, how has it been my friend?" Orga asked, curious as to how the demon was trapped in the sword.

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"No promises, heh. It shouldn't matter, though, the method of tractor-beams we use puts the object in question into a sort of stasis. It shouldn't be any more damaged than it was already." Hiro said, before pulling his sword out and looking at the black-bladed nodachi. "Masamune sure has been quiet...Wonder whats up?" He mumbled.
As they reached the island on the opposite side from the base, Hiro, Sam, and Johnny all collectively hung their mouths in shock. First Sam, then Johnny, then Hiro spoke.
"How on Earth-WHAT on Earth even is that?"
"I-I-But-How-Er-I-But-Thats...Just...Awesome!"
"Ahahaha, wow, how the hell did we miss that one? Haaaah, yeah, thats definitely staying."
What was there...Was a massive, four-mile high skeletal arm. At the top was its hand, which, for a looooong time now, had one single expression-all but one finger closed in a first, the other one reaching for the sky-its middle finger. Apparently, at one point, some Necromancer had conjured it. What for, though, would not be known any time soon...
OOC:Technically speaking, I did that in a earlier topic, so this isn't from nowhere. XD

Back at the island...Sara was annoyed that the Daci person was nowhere to be found. In a fit of frustration, she  sighed, and went back into the base, saying,"Damnit, Im bored. Malious, you have three seconds to think of some way to entertain me, or Im smacking you upside the...Er...Head."
"But...I dont have a head, Sara...
"And right now, I dont care..."
"Something tells me this is a abnormal relationship we have, between Cursed and Host..."
"Im counting, Malious...Three...Two..."
"Ah, please, dont kill me! Uh-Er-How am I supposed to entertain you!? Im a lance!"

Then, in the Inner World...

"Oh, you know, got trapped in a hunk of iron by some sealist way back when. Yes, I know, I know, normally sealists are nothing special, but THIS one had some kind of super-seal, the Seal of the Dark Wind. And why a chunk of iron, I'll never know...Long story short, I found my way to Japan and the chunk of iron, eventually being mixed into steel, was eventually forged into this blade, my influence turning the steel black. Maybe another time, I'll tell you the full story, but for now, this shall suffice. Hm...I suppose it is a tad fitting. I was always a user of wind magics, and a wind seal caught me. Even so, I can feel it weakening with time. I may be free soon." With that last line, Masamune gave a rather chilling grin. If it weren't Orga it was directed to, and Orga only because the demon was a long friend of Masamune, it might cause such terror in its viewer that they would run for miles on pure terror. It was the kind of insane, psychotic grin only a demon can create...And only a demon can withstand.

[Orga the Strange]

Sword Land,

Orga grinned back showing teeth that seemed to go on inside his maw for an eternity "Well, good to know you could soon be free" Orga shuffled his hooves a bit and sat down on the steps of the porch causing his chains to rattle. Ice began spreading out from where he was slowly covering the house and moving towards the black grass. "Well my story is a bit like yours but with less chance of escape." He thought back to that fateful day when he thought he would at last be free from his torment, the patterns drawn in goats blood, the child chained in the sacrificial circle, the rotting corpse of the Man's wife lying on an alter. "It's a real funny story..maybe I'll tell it to you sometime, but for now I have to go, Sam is probably wondering where I am." With that he got up and walked into the house closing the door behind him. "Been nice talking to you...Brother"
The house vanished with a faint rushing sound leaving only a few snowflakes that seemed to hang in the air before they too disappeared.


Back on Earth...
Sam looked up at the giant, apparently pissed off, skeleton arm. "Meh, I've seen better" he said with a shrug.
"Like what?" Orga said having finally returned.
"Ah! Oh it's just you, where the hell did you go?" Sam asked
"I was speaking with an old friend"
"Ah, well me next time will you? It's weird not having voices in your head"

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When they reached the base, Sara came out, saying to Hiro,"Hey, Flora needs you for something. We might have a contract or something."
"Really? Well, alright then. But first...I have one test, kid, before you join us. Normally, you'd face off against me, but I need to see whats goin' on...So Sara, wo-"
"Yes, Hiro, I'd be glad to take him on. Malious isn't good at entertaining, and I need something to do." Sara interrupted, taking out her lance as flames danced along the length of it. For a second, her eyes changed from their usual blue, to a prismatic display, then returned, though it seemed that you could still see it within her irises. "En garde!"
Hiro shrugged and went inside to Flora, while Johnny pulled out some popcorn from nowhere, took a seat, and watched Sara. "Ohoho...This'll be gooood, real good. Come on, Sam, have a seat, ah, hell, fine, even Keira. Not every day you get to see Sara fightin' someone, well, without fightin' someone yourself, heh heh!"
Keira, apparently having been next to him the entire time, simply became un-invisible and sat down, while Sam took a bit of his popcorn while crouching down to sit in the ashen sand.

[Orga the Strange]

Sam pulled out his katana, glinting in the sunlight, and one of his pistols. He looked at Sara and he started to laugh maniacally as he began to change, first his face became completely black, like shadow, and all one could was his eyes and mouth. His eyes turned a luminescent blue that seemed to flicker like they were on fire and his teeth changed into shark like fangs. His hands fingers grew claws and his skin turned grey. "Come little one, let us see what you are made of!" they said as the temperature within a five foot radius of them dropped to -20 degrees.

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With the flames around her lance, she focused a few to the tip, and slashed with the lance, sending a wave of flame at her foe. She stabbed the ground, and the ashes all around them seemed to come to life, first levitating, then turning into embers as more and more flew into the air. She pulled the lance out of the ground, the black ash around them serving no other purpose(at the time) than to heat the area around them. "Much better...Cold's not my 'thing', if you get what I mean."
"I beg to disagree...You can get pretty frigid at times, Sara..."
Through gritted teeth, she glared at the lance, though only she'd have heard its words, and said,"Nobody asked you, Malious..." For a second, the very dim prismatic affect in her eyes went away, then she regained her composure and it came back. "Lets not get into another argument yet, Malious. For now, we fight him!"
With the embers everywhere around her, she gathered more fire at the head of the lance, and stabbed in Orga's direction-while not near him. The flames surged off the lance in a shotgun blitz, headed everywhere around him...Or his general direction, that is.

[Orga the Strange]

Sam stood still and lifted his hand, halting the flames and making them dissipate. "Come now, attacking a demon with fire? I thought you'd be smarter than that" He reached out with his power and turned the moisture in the air into ice, resulting in snow, and then decreased the temperature further till it plunged to -50. "You're not allowed to touch the thermostat, girl" He charged Sara closing the distance between them in only a few seconds, as he extended his hand and sent a wall of force at her.




OOC: I'm calling it force for lack of better word.

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The embers still move through the area, staying alight by using magic as fuel, and keeping the tempertures warmer, despite his attempts to freeze them. "Ah, shut up, ya annoying little brat." She said, before stabbing into the sand again. This time, the sands underneath everywhere except a small little zone around Sara got hotter, and hotter, and hotter until the sand began to melt. Suddenly, a pillar of flame shot out behind the kid, as the prismatic display in Sara's eyes showed through again, this time staying. With that, the melted sand, now liquid glass, started to pull Sam in, trying to grab hold of his feet. As it did so, the massive pillar of flame edged towards him from behind, incinerating everything in its path.

[Orga the Strange]

Sam chuckled as he pushed the liquid glass away from his feet and placed his arms in front of him and then raised them into the air causing the sand underneath Sara to form a large fist that shot upwards launching her into the air. He then conjured several knives and launched them at her, right before he turned around and took hold of the pillar of flame, shaping it like clay into what appeared to be a platypus which he proceeded to use as a mount. Because that's how he rolls.