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[RP][Day one, Tournament.] Dimension Veil's

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Yume Tsuki:
Cold...
Gazing on the landscape that stretched out before her she looked around for any suspicious activity. It seemed like the coast was clear for now so she sat down on the ground. The sun was shining brightly. But she still felt a sort of chill in the air. Looking at her hand.
Damn this...
Sitting in the sun was the only thing that kept her sane, so she sat in it as much as she could. Even though she couldn't feel the warmth of it anymore.

Yui opened her eyes feeling rather disoriented. She looked around confused, then realized she had fallen asleep while clearing her mind. She shook her head and then sighed. She stretched her arms and legs as wondered how long she nodded off. She took out her map and gazed upon the highlighted points of interest once more.

Desbear:
Gatillo slowly rose from his bed, he glanced over at the clock, which read 8:50, meaning breakfast was almost over. "Hmm... According to the letter, I was supposed to get a wake up call at 8:00 Am, guess I slept through it... Good thing I studied the last two tournaments, I guess... It's almost 9, so I should go grab the breakfast before they get rid of it... I also have roughly 10 hours until the guards will come to collect me... Eh, lets go eat." He got dressed in a blank T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers, and began to slowly walk down to the buffet. There was very little food left, but he prepared a plate with what was left, and began eating.

As he did so, the clock rolled over to 9:00 AM, meaning he had just made it in time, as the staff began to come out and clean off the buffet area. He began to read some of the signs that had been set up in the mean time. Two of them were maps of the area, however, one of them, caught his eye. It talked about an area nearby where the fighters could explore and learn more about Astral battling it self, but didn't state the location, stating that it would be revealed after the first set of battles. "I'll have to keep my eye's open for that, that's what I'm here for anyways. I need to check out the local library and book stores in the plaza too, I need to see if they have anything on that one topic..."

As he finished his meal, he slowly rose from his seat, looking around. He began to check the area, taking a map of the hotel as he walked past the check in area. He began to think to himself, a small smile on his face as he began walking. "I'd bet that there are some fighters in the sparring room. I may have missed the original crowd, but I'm at least going to find a few here. I'd like to at least get to see some of the competition, and hopefully, learn something more about their Astral's themselves." He began to slowly make his way to the the room, where he saw that several fighters had began fighting, or at least began to synch, a screen above the Synch machine showing a top down view of the arena in one corner, and flashing through scenes of the other fighters, switching perspectives randomly. "Bingo. I was right."

GoldForge:
She had to admit, she was incredibly reluctant on stepping up to the screen, amber orbs eyeing the ready button as though it were the trigger to blowing up the world. Why did she always think everything would burst into an inferno of death? The world may never know. "pulling...on my...mind...?" she looked over to Aaron, repeating the phrase under her breath. To her, the first thing that came to mind was the gruesome hand of a zombie clawing at her cranium. With a slight shudder and a shaking of her head to rid herself of the thought, only now did she realize how paranoid she had become about the thousands of possible things that could happen in this very moment. Every inch of her body was quivering like a leaf in the wind. She didn't know what to expect, she didn't know what to do except for what she was told...

So, she decided that she might as well roll with it, what could possibly go wrong? Fear warping into the surge of excitement of starting anew in her life, her hand swooped forth to slam the ready button down. Drawing a deep breath in to clear her mind, she released it slowly, amber orbs sliding shut as she placed her palm over the seal. The crackling rage of a fiery blaze roared in her ears, a sound only heard by herself. She felt what seemed to be a surge of otherworldly energy rush through her body, leaving her feeling weightless like the drop of a rollercoaster. The roar grew louder, louder, the world felt like it was burning all around her, but yet-- it brought a sudden feeling of calm despite the deafening blare and heat that sounded like it was ready to consume her very being. With one last breath floating out of her mouth, her body went numb... and the sound was gone as though it was never there in the first place.

Eyes snapping open out of shock, she gazed about to find a familiar dreamscene unfolded all around her, blooming into existence out of the endless white void... yet, this time... there was no sound that reached her ears. The flowing of magma, the drones whizzing past her head, metal clashing together... the girl. Despite the piercing gaze of the golden-haired figure, she found herself walking closer... step by step, she walked, her body moving on its own. Eventually, she was a mere few feet away, her feet freezing in place upon the ground. The armored figure said nothing, rising up to her feet. With the silent groan of the metal that encased her arms, she reached out a massive clawed hand. Instinctively, Alexa found herself reaching out her own, her gaze snapping over to the glowing astral mark branded into the back on her hand... and then over to the symbol marked in gold upon the girl's jacket... they matched. 'You...?' Alexa barely managed to mouth a soundless word as her palm pressed against the gauntlet. Just like that, an electric twinge shot through her body as everything bloomed back into white once more, the roaring of flame ringing in her ears before everything went black.

She awoke with her back against a tree, the chirping melody of birdsong overhead being her only company. Shakily dragging herself to her feet, she realized that the ground was... a little bit further from her than she had expected. Everything around her was certainly much too advanced to be virtual reality as she looked down at her palms, which were now clad in neon orange gloves... She took a moment to pinch her arm, both to check to see if she was still alive and that she wasn't dreaming. Feeling the sting of pain, she hissed inwards... "Agh--" She suddenly halted... that voice didn't belong to her at all... "Wh-..wh--" No, no... Swiftly dashing over to the nearest lake, she gaze down at her reflection in the water... "...No...it...i-i-it...!!" She suddenly clutched at the sides of her head,only to meet with a pair of horns among her golden locks... Rubbing at her eyes frantically, she checked again... still, no matter how many times she checked, the girl from the flames was there...no...impossible...SHE was now the girl from the flames... "But it was just a stupid dream!!" She bellowed at the top of her lungs. Out of pure frustration, she stomped a metal boot down upon the ground, yelping when the ground itself split beneath it, a wave of rocks shooting up its wake. "Wh-...what do I do... what do I do?!" She shook her had violently.

Then, suddenly, without even thinking, she found her arm moving on its own, pressing in a switch on her shoulderplate. A small hiss of steam floated away from the vents of her blackplate armor as it slid open, a couple hunks of scrap metal rolling out. She felt-- oddly irritated at herself for some reason as she swiftly began to go to work, piecing the plates together as though it was a little kindergarten craft she had repeated for her entire life. Ok, sure, she had joined a robot club once, but she couldn't help but marvel the sight of the finished product... two freakin' balls. Brilliant... just what she needed in the midst of the forest. Frustration now forming into rage, she gave one of them a hard kick. With a series of whirrs, the ball split open to reveal what seemed to be the holy offspring of a spider and a set of gatling guns, releasing a short whistle before it trotted off into the forest. "...Okay...THAT was awesome..." She couldn't help but smirk a little as the bot disappeared into the trees. Moving over to the next sphere, she gave that one a little tap with her foot, giggling excitedly as it too popped open, making a beeline in the other direction. Wait-...Oh, god.. that had to be the girliest laugh she had ever done...eugh. Gross. Shrugging her shoulders a little, she found her other hand swooping up to press a button on her other shoulderplate, her shell clunking shut and now releasing a thick cloud of steam from the vents... However, after her memories rushed back to her... her eyes widened. "W-...Wait... battle...battle...Where the heck are my weapons?!" The Astral suddenly squeaked. Great, those two drones were probably her only method of protection and she just rolled them out into the forest like a bloody idiot. What other weapons did she have? Well, perhaps she could stomp her feet and do that fancy rock thing again... oh, yeah, perfect. With a sigh, she made her way over to a thicket of trees, rubbing at her temples as the cloud of mist surrounded her like a thick sheet. Maybe, with any luck, she'd find an axe, o-- scrap metal-- or a swor-- s c r a p  m e t a l-- or maybe a pair of twin pisto-- S  C   R  A  P  M E  T  A  L. Ugh! Great, now she had a crazy voice in her head... just where was she going to find metal in a freakin' forest?! Nothing made sense today...

Lunartic:
She watched as her colleagues slipped away into the unconscious to bind with their astrals. Aaron spoke of dreams, visions of a silhouette, a flash of colour, a rainbow. The sense of flight, freedom, breaking free from everything that has held her back for so many years. Scarlet heard stories of the Astrals, who and what they are. She had no doubt in her mind who her Astral was.

The big red button stared at her menacingly. Her tattoo glowed and felt like it was burning. Wind whistled past her ears and blew back her hair. She could take this feeling no longer. She pressed the button, clapped her hand over her thorny rose and closed her eyes.

Falling. Face down. Falling through the air. Nothing to catch her, nothing to stop her. Her heart was beating out of her chest and she tried to scream but the air rushed back into her lungs. Laughter. From a voice that was not her own came laughter, beautiful and carefree. She opened her eyes.

She wasn’t falling anymore. She wasn’t even moving, just standing. Not naturally, however; she was on all fours with her back horizontal. She wanted to stand upright, but that didn’t feel right either. She looked down at her haaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!! These were not hands! These . . . she sat down on her haunches and stared at her hooves. Bright blue hooves. She turned her head to look behind her; yes, she was definitely a sky-blue horse. With a rainbow-coloured tail too, and a mark on her flank.

She stood again, precariously this time, and swayed back and forth, back and forth, side to side. Getting her balance, she put one hand - no, hoof - forward, then a back one, then a front one, and so on, slowly lurching onward. Soon she was walking, then running, faster and faster, as fast as her powerful legs would carry her. There was an odd feeling in her back, and itch. She tensed the muscles and felt a light *woomf* before biting the dirt and tumbling over and over, landing upside down with her tail up a tree.

”What the-” She clamped a hoof over her mouth. This was not her voice. ”I sound . . . like this?” she asked herself. ”Sounds familiar.” But she had no time to wonder about her voice, she needed to know what brought her to a halt. Looking up at herself, she saw two blue protrusions from her back - wings. She couldn’t help but smile. ”Awwww yeah,” she proclaimed and clumsily rolled to her hooves. She got a better look at them and their beautiful cyan feathers. She flapped them once. Twice. Over and over until she was hovering. She couldn’t contain her laughter. It was as if she was born for this, made to fly. Acting on instinct alone she soared higher, faster, flying through the crisp forest air and perching on a cloud.

She fell onto her back and laughed. ”This is the best day of my life!” she yelled. Nothing in the entire world could stop her from enjoying this.

The-Blades-slave:
Aaron hit the ready button and let the pull take him, the familiar exhilarating feel of syncing overtaking him. The feeling of unbelievable power and anger, the betrayal from the gods, the confidence he held as he defeated them all. The despair as he was imprisoned, and the peace of journeying to the West. He was the Monkey King, the Great Sage equal of Heaven. He was undefeatable.

Son Wukong awoke high above the arena in the sky, sitting cross legged on his nimbus cloud in a meditative form. The wall of clouds all around him obstructed his view and left his fur damp and plastered to his skin. That would simply not do. His eyes, glowing jade green orbs with no pupils, slowly opened and he stood. He reached into his ear and plucked out something the size of a pin, then brought his arm back to his side.

The small object started to grow as he held it until it was a full sized staff slightly taller than the monkey king. The shaft was made of a polished wood, and at both ends there was a heavy jade green dragon head made of marble. He gripped around the middle and whirled it around him, dispelling the wall of clouds. That was much better, now the world could see the handsome Monkey King. Which reminded him, he was here to show off his skill and... Oh yeah, he was here to demonstrate astral battling!

The Great Sage leaped off the nimbus cloud, hurtling toward the ground at great speeds. The Ruyi Jingu Bang grew in length and width as he fell, and when he was satisfied it was large enough, threw it like a spear at the ground. It broke the surface of the dirt, landing upright like a totem pole. The Monkey King landed atop it with ease, balancing on one leg, tail paralyzed midair. Then, with an enormous grin, he bowed. "I am the Great Sage equal of heaven, Sun Wukong the monkey king. Face me if you dare!" His voice boomed across the quiet forest like thunder, rattling the leaves on the nearest trees. His position was no secret to anyone if they wanted to find him.

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