Posts by The Crimson King

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    Might make more, who knows.

    ..."We'll let you off in Zone 0."

    A monotonous, almost gonging sound rings out through the field of flora. A black and white figure in attire often worn by a baseball player stands perfectly straight, though somewhat strained, almost tense; a grey cast iron baseball bat sits in his left hand's grip, yet it's destined to change hands a few times. The figure glances around it's surroundings beneath the shade of it's light-consuming cap. "Move me with the arrow keys, Mortis." And as if on command, the puppeteer that guides the figure moved him onward to fulfill his mission. There's a likelihood the impures will be near my entrance point, the batter thinks. He begins to wander a bit, searching for a being of sentience to point him in the right direction. He glanced at the large orb that was housed in what he could assume was this Zone's sky. What is that? Some kind of light? I've never seen something like that. He glanced at the ground, at what he stood upon, And what are these? I've seen flowers like these before but these don't seem to be made of plastic, metal, meat, or even sugar. How strange. I'll have to ask the sentients in this Zone what the elements of this reality are.

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    A great crash follows the arrival of the gargantuan EVA 22, dispelling petals in a massive radius and generating a crater where it fell. The internal interface drones with sirens and red flashes of light. The plug on the mech's back releases with a hiss and a light metallic creak, the unit gingerly placing the plug on the ground and entering a reboot cycle. The EVA's pilot, whom fell rather ungracefully from the cockpit that was built into the plug, was rather startled as to where he was or why he was there. The plugs upon his flesh were still warm from his incredibly sudden ejection from his place. He huffed in distraught, glancing about his location, trying to scope out any kind of civilization. But no, he found nothing. He was rather fascinated by what his bare feet were resting upon; some kind of plant he might guess, but he'd never seen anywhere like this place. It was really pretty, he might add. "Hello?" He took out his NERV seal, waving it about in the air for anyone nearby to see, "I'm a Class-B Evangelion pilot! Can I get transport back to base?" The sun shines upon his badge, blinding Elend for a moment, the pilot hissing through his teeth in painful surprise. He diverted his gaze to his EVA, wondering why it needed to rest; it had taken falls much greater than that several times. Maybe they got launched by something; he didn't recall.

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