Name: Mirax Terrik

Location: Somewhere in the Core ...

Mirax started walking away, then frowned, struck with a sudden thought. Did she mean go up the lift to the next floor, or stay on this one? Overthinking things was a tragic habbit that she possesed.

Finally, she decided that she'd go up a floor. She climbed into the lift, and punched a button. Her insides dropped, then soared up quickly in that way that can only be produced by a lift.

As the lift lurched to a stop, she marched out, quickly turning to the right. It was dangerous for her on this planet, so she couldn't stay too long. Then again, she couldn't stay too long an just about any planet.

She rapped on the designated door once, twice, then stopped abruptly. The door swung open to reveal a man with an old look to him, but his black eyes looked so youthful. He looked her up and down while Mirax gave him the same treatment.

The man wore heavy battle armor in the contrasting colors of silver and black. Mirax smiled wryly when she realized why the woman at the front desk looked so disraught. "What're you smirking at?" 'Davneal' barked.

Mirax allowed herself another cocky smile at this. "The lady at the front desk didn't seem so happy when you were mentioned. Now I know why."

'Davneal' snorted. "Come in." he ordered, pushing the door open so that Mirax could enter. Inside was a tidy kitchenette, with a sitting room at the other end. "Would you like anything to drink?" he asked gruffly.

"No thank you." Mirax said coldly. She had a bad experiance with such 'courtesies' a couple months ago with an employer, a gunpoint confrontation, a glass of poison, and a Tooka. It was too bad she couldn't repay the Tooka.

"Suit yourself," Davneal grunted. He grabbed a drink from the fridge and walked into the sitting room. He guestured to a plush chair. "Sit." he commanded.

Mirax snorted, but did as he asked. Or rather, demanded. "Listen, kid, I know this may sound a little crazy, but ..."

Mirax groaned. When an employer said that, that usually meant that she was the one who would get into trouble, not the employer.

"Don't give me that sass. I want you to make ... a world."

"A world." Mirax repeated in disbelief. "Yes, a world. There will be different sections and ... you know what, just take this." he tossed her a datapad. It flew through the air, and as Mirax stuck an arm out ...

It fell. Mirax gasped, turning away. All of this man's hard work. A snort of laughter came from across the room. Mirax peeked at the ... whole and unbroken datapad? Sure enough. "How ..." Mirax murmured.

"Easy. The floor is too padded. Now, take that, and go design me a world in a week." Mirax frowned. "You said ..." she warned. "Oh, yes. Here." he said, handing her a cred stick. Mirax gave it a slight, approving smile.

"I'm going to take your word for how much is on there. If the correct amount is not on that chip, I am going to hunt you down myself."

Davneal smiled as if amused. "You can trust me on this." he said. Mirax stood up, picking up the datapad. "We'll see."

Davneal stood up, walking over to the door and opened it for Mirax. "I hope to see you soon?" Mirax rolled her eyes. "Count on it." 

Owlgirl here. Did you try topping it a bunch of times in a row? I think that's why this thread didn't get topped. I topped it just now, and it went to the tippy top immediately. I think you just needed to wait a bit, then the topping is more effective. I learned this when I was trying to top Sydney's Operation Happiness thread.

Name: Kiri Ilana

Location: Glasswater, Narnia

Kiri sighed as she checked her snares. No food. Yup, going hungry was definetely an option today. But not a welcome one.

"I'm sorry, Snowflake." Kiri muttered to her dog. In the snare department, Kiri was not so great. (Although she wouldn't openly admit it, of course.) Herbs and other plants? Yeesh. But with a bow and a couple of arrows ... there's some supper.

Her dog ran off into the undergrowth, whining. "Get it, Snowflake!" Kiri yelled. Kiri stood where she was, waiting for her dog to return.

About five minutes later, Snowflake trotted back, a rabbit in her mouth. "Good girl." Kiri said, smiling at Snowflake.

Snowflake's ears pricked up, listening to some sound undetectable to human ear. Whimpering soon filled the air as the wild goose chase began again, but this time .... she did not return.

Kiri followed he trail that Snowflake had left behind, soon emerging into a clearing, where a girl knelt in front of a strange, whirling object. A vortex, some part of Kiri said. The girl was wearing Narnian armor, so either 1, she was Narnian, or 2, she was some sort of imposter.

Kiri crouched, watching. Waiting. Then the girl finally stood up, squaring her shoulders and ... stepped into the thing. The vortex began to shrink, pulling in Kiri and Snowflake, both of them screaming their woes to the world.

And that's how they died.

Name: Esthelle

Location: .... The Hoenn Region? 

Time until completion: 6:22:36:10 

Esthelle flew through the air, watching strange bursts pass her. Then she was sitting on nice, firm ground with lots of grass.

"Where am I?" she asked. "The Hoenn Region." a girl nearby said. Esthelle looked around, spotting a ... purple cat? No, not quite. Sadly, it disturbed Esthelle so much that she screamed, "WHAT IS THAT FILTHY BALROG-SPAWN AND WHERE IN ALL OF ARDA IS MY BOW WHEN I NEED IT?!" 

The girl nearby stuffed a fist into her mouth for a moment, then carefully removed it saying, "Are you talking about my MewTwo?" she asked.

"MewTwo?" Esthelle asked, saying the word slowly, tasting each syllable. "Yeah. Or are you saying you've never heard of a MewTwo? An object flew out of that ... thing a bit before you came. It might be your bow."

Esthelle raised an eyebrow, then nodded. "By any chance d'you know where it flew off to?" she asked.

"Over that way." the girl said, pointing northeast. Esthelle jumped, just realizing something. The girl had ... strange spotted ears and a tail.

"Forgive me." Esthelle said. "I am Esthelle of Bree." she said, sticking her hand out. The girl took it, shaking it heartily. "I'm Clouded Leopard, but you can call me Cloud. I'm from Littleroot."

"Do you want help looking for your bow?" Cloud asked.

"That would be most appreciated." Esthelle said with a small smile.

Name: Clouded Leopard

Location: The Hoenn Region

Time until completion: 6:22:30:51

"MewTwo, come back!" Clouded commanded, tossing the MewTwo's PokeBall into the air. Esthelle looked most confused at this. "So when you command the beast, it obeys you?" she asked.

"Of course!" Cloud said. "It is a Pokemon after all." Esthelle still looked confused. "What is a ... Po-kay-mawn?" she asked, saying "Pokemon" slowly as to pronounce it correctly.

"Y-you don't know what a Pokemon is?" Cloud asked, astonished. "No." Esthelle said simply, not knowing what she was missing out on. Cloud opened her mouth, gaping a little.

"Wh-where is Bree?" Cloud asked, looking rather like a flabbergasted fish. Esthelle cocked her head to one side. "In Eriador, of course." Esthelle said.

"What?" Clouded asked. "In Eriador. You know where that is, don't you?"

Cloud's face scrunched up. "Is Eriador in another region?" she asked. "Region?" Esthelle asked. "Do you mean country?"

"No, I mean region. I suppose country would work ..." Esthelle beamed at her. "So, where is Littleroot?"

"In Hoenn." Cloud said matter-of-factly. At this, Esthelle's face fell. "Hoenn? Is that a "region"?"

Cloud nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, it is!" Esthelle pursed her lips together, clearly thinking hard. "Y'know, Cloud, I have an awful feeling that I'm not in Arda anymore."

"Where's Arda?" 

Okey-day, y'all. I won't be able to post today (My mom is making us clean up the house), and any Tuesdays-Thursdays.