The Challenge of the Spire

[Alex]

This is like a story topic. My battlefield, "The Spire," (see the "battlefields" topic) needs climbing.

Rules:
1. No limit to participants.
2. Every participant has the right to create the scene for a floor or not.
3. We are all one team. You don't have to like the other characters, but you have to work with them.
4. Don't be stupid. If you need clarifications on whether or not this or that is legal, PM me.
5. Respect other players.
6. This is my first roleplaying topic, so go easy on me and don't say "OMG u suxxorz lyk dis gayme. Go kil urslef!" I have feelings too, ya know.
7. All other Gunjin rules apply. Only you say when you die, no god-modding, etc.
8. You can use up to three characters. You don't have to, but you can.

Characters
1. Alex (Alex, Havik, Fang)
2. Irby (Dark Naut)
3. t3hDarkness (Gir'and Kris)
4. repster (Aidan)
5. Acradius (Acraduis Journeyman)
6. Valigarmander (Valigarmander)
7. MC Mushi Mo (Ushi'tora Yukihime)

Floors
Lobby: Shop and Preparation Zones
F1: Trial of 1000 Ninjas (You can all handle ninjas...right?)
F2: The Slaughter House (Gears, Pistons, Blades! Woah!)
F3: The Darkroom (So devoid of light, it seems to absorb heat!)
F4: The Dinosaur Room (It's PREHISTORIC! [/not funny])
F5: The Executioner (One man, one arena, one really big axe!)
F6: The Never-ending War of Mongols and Chinese (*shrugs*)
F7: The Pirate Ship (Naval Warfare, too! Arr!)
F8: The Desert (Not a Mirage!)
F9: The Creepy Crawly "Funtime" Floor (I'm getting tired of typing these.)
F10: The Man-Eating Plants (The result of over-fertilized weeds!)
F11: The Catacombs (And you thought you only had to kill them once!)
F12: 1-on-1 (Your worst enemy! Your toughest opponent! Who will YOU face?)

Other Floors Coming Soon.

[Seeking Attention]

Sounds very cool I will join but I will first make a new character for it.

[t3hDarkness]

I'm in, using the second character in this entry.

I suggest a Heavy Machinery floor, the works, giant gears, pistons, conveyor belts. A dupe of a real factory designed solely for the purpose of murder.


Edit: How about 10,000 ninjas instead

[Alex]

Alright. It seems we can start.

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The spire's height seemed to never end. Many have tried to climb it in many different way. They fought their way through, they scaled the outside, and even tried flying to the top. All have failed. The groups have numbered from one lowly warrior to armies of thousands. All have failed. Brutish barbaians, skilled sorcerors, and even thieving pick-pockets have made the effort. All have failed. No matter who came upon the tower, how they climbed it, what powers or weapons they had, or the size of their armies, none have completed the challenge.

Today, another group of challengers will make the climb. A group of three walked through the large creaking doors of the spire. There was an android with a large scorpion tail, a dragon-like man, and a young warrior barely old enough to drive. The arachnid android, Alex, seemed to lead the trio.

Alex: Well boys, you might as well go stock up. Get whatever practice you can in before the others get here. I don't know how many we're expecting, but I assume they'll be here soon.

Havik immediately rushed to an open space and began training with his two katanas. Fang walked calmly over to the shop counter and purchased a few items. The clerk was a rotting corpse and he had been the first to attempt the trials.

Alex looked at his watch, eagerly awaiting the arrival of his other companions. That is, IF they were coming...

[Seeking Attention]

I'll use Dark Naut for this match. Page 13, 14 or last of the BoW.

[t3hDarkness]

A giant beast of a man came trudging in from outside, a deceased clerk looked up at him with a cheery smile, or at least what passes for a smile when one has no lips. He shook the dust out of his long blonde hair and cracked his metal knuckles.

"Lobby, Elevator, what kinda dungeon is this?" he asked the dead receptionist, as if he expected a response.

Completely ignoring the other adventurers, he walked over to a table and started laying out his gear. He set his twin bolters and nanite launcher on the table alongside his 5-foot chainsword and a set of wicked hooked chains.
A variety of tools suitable for any occasion, as long as that occasion called for mass destruction. Clips loaded, safety off, fuel loaded, and safetey off.

He straped on all of his equipment and headed for the elevator. When he got there, he spoke to the cybernetic arachnid that seemed to be standing above the rest of the group, "Hey, you in charge of these monkey boys. Just keep outta my way."

He turned to the lift doors and pressed the button. Waiting impatiently for the light to reach 'L'.

[Valigarmander]

(Hmm, I suppose I could try this thing. But someone's going to have to tell me what the bloody hell I do.)

[Alex]

It's a story topic. Act as if it were a text-based RPG.

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Havik and Fang glared angrily at the monstrous man.

Both: Monkey boy?!?!

Alex: Easy now, guys! We're all on the same side here. Sir, If I may...

Gir'and: I said keep outta my way! That means don't talk to me, don't touch me, don't even look at me. Understand?

Alex began to become annoyed with the heavily equipped man. Havik and Fang had been irked by him and made their move already. Havik rushed toward Gir'and with his katanas drawn. He pay no attention and simply moved out of the way. Havik missed and smashed into the wall. Fang shot a large blast of dragon energy at him. When he moved this time, the blast hit the elevator doors as they finally reached the lobby and opened. A crash could be heard shortly after the blast subsided. The elevator was gone and rendered usless. Gir'and Kris returned Fang's earlier glare.

Gir'and: You stupid little monkey. What'd ya have to do that for?

Alex: Sir, we still have the stairs. Please remain calm.

He calmed down, as he did not want to use up any energy before facing the trials.

Alex: Alright, we've waited long enough. If anyone else comes, they'll have to catch up. Let's go

Havik regained his balance and joined Fang and Alex. They began up the stairs and were followed shortly by Gir'and Kris. No one knew what challenges lied above...

[Seeking Attention]

The doors of the Spire opened once again. This time revealing none other then an X-Naut. However this wasn't just the normal kind. This one kicked ass. His name was Dark Naut. Dark entered the lobby looked around and saw a stair case leading to the next floor. Since the elevator wasn't working Dark would have to go the long way.

OoC: I have a floor idea. A giant room full of Dinosaurs, Dragons, Godzilla clones, and other reptile beasts. It shall be called: Room of the DinoSaur!

[Repster]

He waited, his ears picking them up long since. Squabbling amongst each other, a pity. Perhaps they would put aside petty arguments when battle came, perhaps not. Either way, Aidan was not one to care. One way or another, he would move forward. He waited only as a sign of courtesy. What brought these fellows to climb the spire. Treasure, Glory? Most likely both, yet the scared monk cared little for the treasure. What use had he for such trifles as this Spire could hold. A weapon? Armor? A horde of jewels and gems, and gold and silver? Bare handed, bare chested, he was in obvious lack of the first two. as for the third, his simple loose trousers were in brilliant white silk, and his belt had an elaborate silver buckled with a pair of strange red gems ringed with gold. Maybe the horde would interest him? No, not this golden eyed one. As for glory... if he was looking for glory he would have let his presence known in the lobby. His amusement smirk grew slightly as the steady sound of those approaching grew closer and closer. No... neither treasure or glory for he... whichever those four,no five, that followed would want, they could have it. His prize was another that would not be denied. The blacksmith began tapping his foot. Damned but they were slow.

[Alex]

^You do realize we've already gone up, right?

[Acradius]

((OOC: Floor Idea: A floor where a war is constantly being fought between Mongol Hordes and Imperial Chinese Army. *Shrugs*))
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What ever happened on the other side? How was it he always appeared as he did, prepared for battle, with a flashy, stylish enterance? It wasn't nearly as magical or stylish or flashy as it appeared. The process all started at a house.

Nestled in a small copse of trees at the base of a cliff overlooking the rolling green countryside, there was an aura of peace about the place. The sun usually shined through the high, billowing clouds. The breeze was never more than a cool whisper with the occasional playful gust. When it did rain or snow, it was gentle and soothing, with the thunder rolling always in the distance, and the wind blowing elsewhere. The house itself was quite simple. Made of a durable material, and painted a deep blue with a tan, shingled roof. It had a white fence around an herb garden in front. A white gravel path lead through the center of the garden and out towards the road. There was no garage, the owner of the house liked walking the few miles to town to get whatever he needed. Gave him time to clear his head.

The sun shone through his open window. It had been a cool night, but a warm morning. It struck the blonde man in the left eye which immediately shot open. Acradius Journeyman wasn't typically a morning person, but he knew when he had to wake up. He slept in a set of light blue set of pajamas. A shower, a drying of his hair, a brushing of his teeth and a shave later, he was ready to be presentable. He made himself some bacon and eggs and polished it off with cranberry juice. A simple life for a deceptively simple man, right down to doing his own dishes.

After drying things off, he did some aerobics. Always good to stretch out before going to work. He went upstairs and changed into some soft, comfortable cotten clothes. He took a small brass key off of his nightstand and went downstairs to a large cabinet. Unlocking it, it appeared to be empty. However, though he liked living simply, his life was anything but simple. He pressed his hand to the left side of the cabinet and a secret compartment opened in the wall behind it, and a large rack of armor rolled out. He donned his suit of Quanta-material half plate, ensuring that it was properly fastened tightly. He was always wearing his Elue ring. It was small, and suprisingly nondescript. Never left home without it. He marched out the front door, locking it behind him. He also psionically activated the time and security wards. Anything that was in the house now would be 'removed' from the time stream and would not age. No wonder he only bought eggs and milk once a month. When he would return, the smell of freshly-cooked bacon would still be hanging in the air.

There was one piece of equipment that he did not keep in his home. He took a liesurely stroll to the other side of the small cliff he had built his house in the shadow of, and walked up it. He took a long gaze over his beloved, adopted homeland, before resting his hand on the hilt of the famous longsword, the Quantum. It rested in a small stone with a faded, inscribed plaque. He smirked. He was standing on his own grave. He pulled it out of the psionically-encrypted stone, and placed its flawless, silver blade into its sheath.

With a heavy sigh, he focused his mind. His eyes began to glow a bright white, and he stuck the two first fingers of his right hand out into the air. He brought them straight down, slicing straight through the space-time continuum. White light poured out of the crevasse. He simply stepped out into midair and disappeared.

One brief flash of bright, white light later, a Time Warrior appeared in a dilapidated hotel lobby, ready to rock the place to its hellish foundation. He trudged up the stairs, after the growing group of warriors, his usual lighthearted smirk and laughing eyes in full swing, attempting to bring a little bit of light into this dark place.

[Repster]

Can't have a ninja floor without a pirate floor. Got to have some sort of naval combat going around everywhere. Cannon blasting, boarding with swords waving and such. Above all a resounding "Arr" being heard everywhere.

As for clarification, you guys are going up. First steps of the stairs, stairs which Aidan is waiting at the top of.

A desert. Gotta have a desert. Probably filed with a sort of sand based sharks of some kind. Old stone relics here and there. Damned land sharks...

Bugs, insects, creepy crawlies. Everywhere in a forest type environment. Not very dangerous? Did I forget to mention those the size of a fully load SUV? As well as the thousands and thousands swarming with the tiny bitting and the stinging, and the scratching. Even bees can kill in enough numbers...

Aaaaand that's all I got right now.

[t3hDarkness]

As the group reached the heavy brass retaining door, Havik announced, "Its locked. No keyhole though"

Gir'and Kris spoke up, "Sorry guys, we had off to a bad start, Here lemme make it up to ya."

Alex started to responded but was interrupted as 500 pounds of Iron and anger went flashing by him. His metal fist rang and dented the intricate ornamentation and mushroomed the green corrosion. His second strike tore the door off of its hinges throwing it far into the dark room.

Nearly as soon as the light from the stairwell spilled in, a barrage of kunai, darts, and shuriken slammed into the large man. He looked back momentarily with an annoyed look on his pincushioned face. A low growl issued from his throat as his hand went to heavy chain sword. The sword took over the growling leaving Gir'and free to smile as he rushed into the ninja filled area.

A splattering of blood followed by the whoosh of flame issued from the cracked doorway.

[Valigarmander]

I have an idea for a floor. F10: the room of man-eating plants

My character shall be Valigarmander. A bit heavy... but he'll work. I'll start posting soon.

[Alex]

Havik: This guy means business!

Alex: He should. From what I've heard, whatever's at the top of this thing is something else.

Fang and Havik, upon hearding these words, glanced at each other and nodded. Havik drew his katanas and the dragon warrior took out his Dark Blade. They rushed in together and began cutting and slicing ninjas left and right.

Alex, however, did not rush in so quickly. He noticedsomething that the group had not. A monk with a golden eye stood at the top of the staircase, making no effort to be noticed at all. But, he didn't evade the sensors of the android.

Alex: You'll have to pardon my aquaintences. They're a little too eager to find out what's at the top.

The monk took a sip from his flask and made no response.

Alex: Your not in this for the prize, are you? Glory, then? Or is it just the thrill of the fight, not knowing if your gonna make it out of here or not, and that kinda stuff? I know what you mean.

Aidan: You still blabbin'?

Getting the point, the Arachnoid silenced himself, gave a friendly nod, and went in to join the others. He really needed to learn when to stop talking.

[Seeking Attention]

Dark Naut followed the group but was attacked by a small pack of Ninjas! One of em tossed those ninja stars, Dark dodged them, jumped over the group and simply kicked and punched them until he managed to knock out the group. Another group of Ninjas jumped at Dark. This time Dark took out his 9MM pistol and shot the ninjas. Another group of ninjas jumped at Dark Naut. To kill this pack Dark simply stabbed them in the chest with his dagger.

[Valigarmander]

"Wait for me!"

Trudging up the backup stairwell, a massive azure dragon squeezed into the room. He towered above the armies of stunned ninjas, his horns scraping against the ceiling. It was a wonder he was even able to fit inside. His large, golden wings hung at his side, not that they'd be of much use in here. His four bottom talons clung to the floor, and his two arms clutched a gleaming trident, gilded with eternium steel and holding a small, glowing crystal.

Valigarmander: Tis a good day to die. For you!

He swung his trident at one of the nearby ninjas, sending him flying into the wall. Laughing, he swung again at a group of approaching ninjas, the blades decapitating them. Red blood spattered against the floor. One of the ninjas, wielding a katana, dashed at the wyrm. Valigarmander was not fazed, however, and he immediately skewered the little man on his trident. Raising the shrieking and squiriming body to his face, he opened his mouth and bit off his head. Literally.

Valigarmander: Mmm.

There were still ninjas everywhere. They seemed to spawn from the walls. The party had no trouble fighting them off, however. The endless swarms of men in black went down like fodder to their blades.

[Mushi]

Ooc: I'm in. I shall use Ushi'tora Yukihime.

One of the many thousands of Ninja in this room was not on the assault. He had taken a job here as a dungeon prop(a job usually only taken by those who are foolish or have no will to live) following a lead about the One-armed Samurai. Supposedly he had taken the challenge of the Spire, and was somewhere towards its middle. Ushi'tora was stuck on the first floor, however, until a party of challengers had decimated the other pathetic excuse for Ninja that reside in it. He simply dodged and weaved and avoided being killed, so that he could stow-away with the challengers on they're ascent.


Ooc: Floor Idea: A room filled with the bodies and angry souls of all the foes you have vanquished. I mean, all those bodies have to go somewhere.

The Catacombs (and you thought you only had to kill them once?)

[Acradius]

"'Scuze me..." were the only words out of the Time Warrior's mouth as he sidestepped Aidan and stepped into the room full of black-pajama-clad doom. Sure, he could have waltzed his way through there, Time Boosting and dodging every attack at absurd speeds. But he wanted to save those particular cards for later. Instead, his eyes glowed white, and he seemed to simply teleport a few feet ahead and to the left. In reality, he was simply telling everyone's mind that he was over thataway instead of where he really was. You know, ninjas are quite amusing when they discover that their blades pass harmlessly through their target, having no effect whatsoever.

Instead of beginning to hack his way through the night of a milllion billion ninjas, Acradius began circling the outer wall of the room, looking for a light switch.