Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27736349-20170313020704/@comment-29564364-20170508233034

(Welcome among us, ShadowStrike.

Alpha: I suppose you were addressing the both us?

Oh, yeah! Before I forget, Alpha breaks the fourth wall, so if you speak to me, it's TheHD.

Alpha: Because Alpha's me.)

Wandering around...

Alpha: "This place's larger inside than it looks from the outside... Have you found your story?"

Cole: "To remain credible, I decided to go with something simple and tell the truth: You attacked me and broke it in doing so."

Alpha: "If you're going with truth, you should tell the whole story. Your pathetic fight against me, you running away naked before getting raped by a Cursed Sword, then me offering you my help..."

Cole: "Then vanishing for an entire week, leaving me alone in a city full of filthy beasts... Just where were you at?"

Alpha: "Didn't know you wanted me around."

Cole: "It was not the case and never will be!"

Alpha: "Yet you still follow me around... You almost sound like a tsundere." I chuckle.

Cole: "It is not like you gave me a choice. And who is this sundere person you are talking?"

Alpha: "Irrelevant. And to answer your first question, N.I.G.E.L. reminded me to report. After almost 500'000 years of multiversal exploration, his memory was almost full. The upload of the collected data to The Tower's server took a full week, but given that there was 493'857 years of data worth to transfer, a week can be considered to be extremely fast. Well, I could have come back at the same temporal coordinates so you wouldn't notice my absence, but there was a time skip in the RP and TheHD didn't really know what to do with it, so he just filled it with the explanation I just provided."

Cole: "What kind of nonsensical gibberish are you blurting out again?"

Alpha: "You're not supposed to understand."

We come across an ajar door through which we can get a glimpse of a man sleeping on a couch(?).

Alpha: "Is that him...?" I peak through the opening to confirm my impression. "Yep. It's him."

Cole: "That Garry?"

Alpha: "No, Elsa." I answer, with a sarcastic tone.

Cole: "Who? That name sounds rather feminine." He asks, perplexed.

Alpha: "She's a queen with ice powers in the real world."

Cole: "You mean one of those Witches of the Northern Winds?!" He reaches down to the left side of his belt, only to grasp an empty sheath. "Oh, that is right, you destroyed my weapon..!"

Alpha: "Wow, calm down, Mr. Clown in Can! We're not going to be killing any monster around here anytime soon. You don't really do well with sarcasm, do you?"

Cole: "I am not a buffoon nor do I fit in a can!"

Alpha: "*sigh* It's just how Omega calls Order knights... And how do you even know what a can is?

[Alpha: TheHD?

Plot hole!

Alpha: *sigh* Ok, I get it. -_-]

I take one step back and kick the door open before entering, followed by the ex-knight: "Was such move necessary?"

Alpha: "Not at all, but I like flashy entrances."