Act II: A Trip To Wonderland

[Vaudin Miir]

@[member="Rosa Mazhar"] @[member="Lois"] @[member="Jawa Soldier"]

"I don't feel worried some how." He said in eegards to her fiancé not liking him calling her love. "I call droids love ask Serenity."

She was already moving and he began moving along behind her toward lois and the Jawas.

"Ready when you are." He said to the panicing woman, "are you upset because of the booze spilling? I know I am."

 

[Jack Sparrow]

Group 2: The Masquerade Ball at the Citadel of Thorns

Group Two: Citadel of Thorns​

Turning his head to look at his brother side ways the black robed Jawa shook his head. "No, no, no, we must leave or perish, and perhaps even then perish, but yes! Follow, follow!" Tugging on several people's clothing the Jawa's began to head out the door the first group carrying @[member="Miles Varden"] and @[member="Jack Sparrow"] on top of dozens of robed hands as they moved towards the doors.

Jack looked surprised but please as he was lifted into the air and carried by Jawas towards the door. He tried to take in the mayhem, especially the continuing arrival of giant worms that seemed intent on either either eating everyone, crushing everyone, or brining the building down on everyone, and since his hands were free anyway he decided to make use of his blaster and open fire, aiming three shots at the original Exogorath.

"Onward, faithful Jawas!" he called as he was carried. "Victory or a hasty retreat!"

 

[Adonari Cinn]

Group 1: Festival of Light
The air rushing through his tentacles made him feel happiness. Joy was consuming his thoughts as he became weightless time and time again. Reaching the top of his weightless ascent was where his body was met with a force push with the strength of a Force Master releasing it upon his chest. His body instantly shot back down towards the ground. Back slammed into the earth forcing all of the air from his lunges. Eyes opened to see stone structures turning into debris. He knew that the happiness was gone. There would be nothing more thanb pain. It was the first real thought he'd had since waking. Air sipped through his lips causing his head to feel light. Almost black out. EXPANSION! His lunges inhaled expanding full. It took three to four more breathes before he felt normal again. His chest still feeling weak. No time for thoughts on his body. Releasing his thoughts he felt the energy of the huge beings above. They were not using thoughts or needs to attack. They had nothing within except for channeled Emotions. Pain, sorrow, and Death. Something wanted this to happen.

Sabers of all colors began to hiss to life around the festival grounds. Those who could not wield the force flew around the area like rag dolls. Those who could needed to make a stand together no matter what side they used. Rolling onto his hands and feet became him running across the field towards the groups of force users. "We have to stand our ground!" A'donari's shout force enhanced for all to hear right before he gripped a huge chunk of jagged stone on the ground beside the group with the force and unleashed his coiled body. With his body snapping back to a standing position the stone launched rapidly into the sky connecting with one of the Manta ray's body and exploding upon empact. "Turn them back."
@Luke Beleren @Rasho the Hutt @Xander Carrick @Alejandro Ortega @Darth Naefas @Doc @Syn @Darth Metus @Avalore Eden @Zoey Marix @Montag Card @Strask Ak'lya @Joshua DragonsFlame @Ahra Marcon @Rexus Drath @Rasu Gan @Iella E'ron @R9-4U @Astrian Callus @Daella Apparine @Darth Malificete @Alen Na'Varro @Curupira Hawk @Voroll Dey Astaar @Ruusan @The Dark Ace @Ashelotte Saybin @Yasuo @Thurion Heavenshield @Desmond Voralis. @Anaya Fen @Ronin Wendigo @Jared Ovmar @Kahne Porte @Aditya Amadis @Vulpesen @Kitt Solo @Holland

 

[Lois]

Group 2: The Masquerade Ball at the Citadel of Thorns

"Come on, everybody! There's evil going on. We must protect ourselves!"

The woman was desperate, she panicked, she was crazy. She cried.

"We can't fight now! Maybe later, but not now!"

Her sentences always meant something deeper. But what was it? Did she hide a dirty little secret? Was she trying to destroy the galaxy? Or something between them?

"There's somebody out there who can protect us!"

@[member="Ket Van Derveld"] @[member="Hion the Herglic"] @[member="Hawk Solo"] @[member="Darth Vulcanus"] @[member="Penumbra"] @[member="Jack Sparrow"] @[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Sargon Vynea"] @[member="Reid Anaxoid"] @[member="Cyrus Tregessar"] @[member="Selena Halcyon"] @[member="Verz Horak"] @[member="Ordo"] @[member="Elanim Oke"] @[member="Arla Balor"] @[member="Break"] @[member="Antares Windu"] @[member="Rianna Organa"] @[member="Adenn Gra'tua"] @[member="Jericho"] @[member="Miles Varden"] @[member="James Mathison "]@[member="Cody Jorin"] @[member="Zius Aurus"] @[member="Grimm"] @[member="CC-777 Jackpot"] @[member="Olidiv Kenu"] @[member="Vaudin Miir"] @[member="Talon Vosra"] @[member="Emily Vani"] @[member="Rosa Mazhar"] @Commander Calico @[member="Romeo S"] @[member="Carré Inirial"] @[member="Marakai Al'Orren"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"] @[member="Lucianus Adair"] @[member="Davin"] @[member="Saren Kel-Varad"] @[member="Lord Dissero"] @[member="Vexander Graves"] @[member="Adenn Gra'tua"] @[member="Vendir"] @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"] @[member="Drake Blackwood"] @[member="Lucas Burke"] @[member="Phantom"] @[member="Phoebe Verd"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

@[member="Lois"]

Arthur just fummed and turned towards the woman, this Lois, her constantly yelling causing him to grow highly annoyed to the point where he came over, grabbed the color of what she was wearing and pulling her to the feet. "STOP YELLING FOR FIVE MINUTES AND LEAVE IF YOU ARENT GOING TO HELP." He nearly shoved her back to her feet before looking to the door and speaking lightly now. "Now get out of here you useless twit." He was just about to turn back on the creatures before halting for a moment, there was no way he could defeat them alone and most others were already leaving.

 

[Miles Varden]

GROUP 2

Miles was lifted above the crowd, only about two feet up, but still up. He allowed the Jawas to escort him outside, hoping find what they knew he asked the odd pair of Yin and Yang Jawas.

What is all of this? Why have we been brought here? Why are the wurms attacking? Also, what are YOU doing here?

@[member="Lois"] @[member="Jawa Soldier"] @[member="Jack Sparrow"] @James Mathison

 

[Voroll]

The Festival of Lights.

Glee continued to exude from every step, every spin and every flick of his hands while laughter filled the audible air. He danced around, the fat Gamorrean body bumping and thrusting into anyone that happened to stand in the way. Sometimes he would apologise, other times he did not even notice. But then, all of a sudden there were gasps and screams of panic. He flew forwards, as if pushed by some unseen force. His head fell first, then he flipped – unintentionally – and then rolled on the torso of the costume as if he had been made into a ball.

This way and that his body was flung through the air, only catching glimpses of the surrounding when his legs and feet hit the floor and allowed him less than a second longer in the air, slower.
The emotions that overwhelmed his senses shifted from one extreme to the other: from all the good, to all the bad. In the flashes of colours he saw, the feelings of dread and fear and even pain pounced upon his body like a jungle feline on prey.
They were powerful emotions even when felt in just the presence of an individual, but amplified tenfold by the crowd caused his breathing to grow fainter.

Eventually the rolling and spinning stopped and he came to a gradual halt near a stand where unlit fireworks were stored. If it were not for the overpowering dark emotions he may have been sick from the intense spinning and rolling. His eyesight and balance had yet to adjust. So for the moment he lay there, unable to comprehend what had gone on or why he was face-down in grass.

 

[Rianna Organa]

Group 2: The Masquerade Ball at the Citadel of Thorns
Ok, Rianna would listen this time making sure she had a firm grip on Ord'ika hand she followed him through the crowd. They had to go Rianna kept looking to the creatures, they were not eating away at the citadel, and some had gazed down upon everyone running, falling and pushing their way out. Perhaps there was something about the citadel itself that made it a target to them, or the location.

What did they know about this place, Rianna felt someone shove her hard as they tried to get to the exits. Try as hard as she could to hold on, the bumping shoved her away from Ord'ika, as her fingers slipped away. OH she thought, pushing others but trying not to hurt them, she knew they were afraid and wanted out. She had to close off the emotions, her bare hand touched something metal, images of a woman screaming filled her mind, OH Rianna cried to herself again.

Rianna tried to see Ord'ika he was not far from her she pushed, "Cyar'ika" She called to him.

@[member="Ordo"]

 

[Arla Ordo]

@[member="Ordo"] @[member="Verz Horak"]

Arla pulled off the cloak, and the mask and began moving towards the exit, helping a few others by pushing them towards the door, "time to go, party is over" Peace may reign between some but it did not look like peace was what the creatures wanted. Arla kept looking back, "VER'IKA LET'S GO" She stopped to look, where was he, had a creature eaten him??

 

[Ordo]

@[member="Rianna Organa"]

Group 2: The Masquerade Ball at the Citadel of Thorns

"Ri'ika!." He yelled as she slipped from his hand. "Hold on!"

Ordo turned and began pushing his way back to the woman he loved so dearly. He began pushing people aside as calmly as he could but then calm for a man who wanted to be with his wife was relative.

Soon he reached her and pulled her close. He would just have to stay close and follow her lead. He couldn't bare the thought of losing her, not now, not ever. He looked at her and up at the beast.

"Looks like they have a pest problem here ner ka'rta." He joked.

 

[Rianna Organa]

Rianna laughed, "Yes a very large veracious one, the crowd is panicked ner runi," Rianna leaned against him gathering her strength, "We can make it out, I won't let go this time, promise" She wouldn't let go anytime of her own free will. They had too much life to live yet, too much to see and do together.

They needed to make sure all the children were cared for just as they loved one another. "What do you think they want cyar'ika" She winked, "maybe next time we'll get to dance" The room seemed unstable with the creatures gnawing away at the structure the supports could be gone at any moment and the whole place come down on them. Rianna understood why they were panicked, she was fighting something else within herself, the need to protect those and get them out, and the one that said follow her husband and heed his advice.

@[member="Ordo"]

 

[Aika Kawakami]

Her head shook as Rasu spoke, laughing slightly. It was humorous to watch her try and reel in the many Jedi that were in the area. It was like trying to rush ants into a cage. Except these ants had lightsaber, and were more than prepared to use them. Of curse, Aika herself didn't carry one. It simply wasn't her style.

She rested her hand on the Mirulan's shoulder. her chuckling still going on. "You should know better than that. Do you really expect them not to start swinging blindly? Even believing that something like would happen is absurd. As a matter of fact, we should join them. Why waste time talking when we could simply send them flying without so much as lifting a finger. it would only take a thought of the mind..." Her head turned to glance to the woman who'd she'd come with, winking to her. "Don't you think so, Iella? It'd be fun, wouldn't it?"

For others that might hear, it didn't sound like anything out of way. It actually sounded like something most would say? However, to those who knew her well, it would raise an alarm. Aika had distinct mindset and thought pattern. The words that had just came from her lips, along with the questionable grin, would make one thing quite obvious. Something about her was different tonight...far different.

@[member="Rasu Gan"] @Iella E`ron

 

[Lois]

Group 2: The Masquerade Ball at the Citadel of Thorns

The man... this Arthur David Hardrada, shocked the woman. Who was he?

"Why are you fighting? A person should run!"

She took a glass somewhere and threw it against the floor, shattering into thousands of little pieces.

"Great evil is rising! Why are you still here? It's useless to fight against these beings here."

Then she screamed. It was a loud, annoying, creepy scream. She wanted to get people's attention. She just had to get all the people out of the citadel. It wasn't safe there. It had never been.

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@[member="Ket Van Derveld"] @[member="Hion the Herglic"] @[member="Hawk Solo"] @[member="Darth Vulcanus"] @[member="Penumbra"] @[member="Jack Sparrow"] @[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Sargon Vynea"] @[member="Reid Anaxoid"] @[member="Cyrus Tregessar"] @[member="Selena Halcyon"] @[member="Verz Horak"] @[member="Ordo"] @[member="Elanim Oke"] @[member="Arla Balor"] @[member="Break"] @[member="Antares Windu"] @[member="Rianna Organa"] @[member="Adenn Gra'tua"] @[member="Jericho"] @[member="Miles Varden"] @[member="James Mathison "]@[member="Cody Jorin"] @[member="Zius Aurus"] @[member="Grimm"] @[member="CC-777 Jackpot"] @[member="Olidiv Kenu"] @[member="Vaudin Miir"] @[member="Talon Vosra"] @[member="Emily Vani"] @[member="Rosa Mazhar"] @Commander Calico @[member="Romeo S"] @[member="Carré Inirial"] @[member="Marakai Al'Orren"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"] @[member="Lucianus Adair"] @[member="Davin"] @[member="Saren Kel-Varad"] @[member="Lord Dissero"] @[member="Vexander Graves"] @[member="Adenn Gra'tua"] @[member="Vendir"] @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"] @[member="Drake Blackwood"] @[member="Lucas Burke"] @[member="Phantom"] @[member="Phoebe Verd"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

Group 2: The Masquerade Ball at the Citadel of Thorns

The scream was the final straw, with a quick turn he grabbed the woman's wrist and pulled her along out of the citadel, his blade still ignited incase any trouble was caused. "Shut up, im getting you out of her for gods sakes, i mean how can you scream and whine about everyone needing to leave if you wont leave yourself. Do you know how annoying it is to hear you scream for so long." He was nearing the door now, if she wanted him to leave then she would be leaving too. @[member="Lois"]

 

[Lief]

Group 1: The Festival of Light - Introducing OTTO!
@EVERYONE!

With a well-placed bum-wiggle the feline pattered across the floor, a slight swagger in his step. His pads were soft and virtually silent, the infrequent flick of his tail the only sign of his moderate discomfort with regards to what was going on around him. An attack, brilliant! A party was never that great without at least one fist-fight, and this looked to be promising far more than that! Although... Perhaps he ought to at least try and keep some of these wonderful people alive. Yes, yes, but first thing's first...

With another wiggle he pounced up onto a tabletop and licked at his right paw for a moment, absently watching as @[member='Carl'] attempted to gain the attention of everyone present. With a slight shrug of his feline shoulders he sat upright, his paws perfectly position, his coat shining; he took pride in his appearance, after all. Clearing his throat with a series of small mews he announced, rather audaciously "TEA! TEA FOR EVERYONE!" And it was as he commanded; from the doors arrived several promising individuals carrying tea pots and cute little china cups!

"General Grumpy--- I mean, Otto!" Came a voice at his side, and he turned his cat-glare down to the squirrel at his side. "Y-You got the wrong memo! That was for earlier -- before the attack! Here!" The creature handed him a brightly coloured post-it note, and scurried off. "I still say they get tea..." He mused, reading the little note: RUN oops...FIGHT! "Where do you want'em, General?" A male human asked from behind, and when the cat looked up at him the man bit back a laugh. Reaching down he fussed Otto behind the ear, resulting in a long, drawn out purr. "Mmmm.. NO! No no stop it, not here" he said, with a slight giggle.

Damn, now his ear was itchy. Lifting his hind leg, the right of course, he scratched at his ear, before loudly shouting "@[member='BANTHA CAT']!" With a grumble the cat drew back from the man and padded across the table. "BANTHA CAT! Where is that loveable fool? Someone get him here -- immediately! And get these off to fight The Goat!" And while he waited Otto the Grumpy Cat and General of Bergmerf's army lowered his head to lap up some tea from a discarded cup. No one was enjoying themselves - some Ball! But their panic was to be expected --- WAR WAR WAR... Always at odds with The Goat.

 

[Thurion Heavenshield]

Group 1: The Festival of Light - Introducing BANTHA CAT!
@EVERYONE!
Sneaking up behind the loud-mouthed Otto was another feline, one adorned with the most GLORIOUS set of bantha horns that y'all ever did see. Somewhere somehow the tiniest of trumpets sounded his arrival as he kept rubbing up against his comrade, until he stood beside Otto and ready for whatever duty we was to be assigned. "Myes, what is it meow, General Otto?" he asked with the most snuggle-worthy of voices. His big round eyes closed themselves as he seemed to be in a constant state of snuggle. He made a quick salute towards the general before looking around him at the people gathered. Then, without another sound, he curled up on the floor and took a nap. That's what cats do, right? Take naps? 'Cause that's just about everything the tiny Bantha Cat seemed able to do. Lazy bugger...

But just a moment later, he was up again, purring happily as he chose to bounce around and chase various objects, including random mice, people's shoelaces, etc. His attention span was the size of a peanut, and thus he may very well be the most inept member of King Bergmerf's court. "Hey, Otto! Look what I can do-- oh, no, hold up. Turns out I can't." Somehow - SOME-FETHING-HOW - the little Bantha Cat had managed to roll a bunch of shoelaces into a ball of yarn, and then proceeded to knit them into a sweater which he then put on himself, only to have it fall apart at the seams - literally. This called for another nap; knitting was hard work, after all! Have you ever tried to knit something out of shoelaces, as a Bantha Cat? I think not! He purred happily as he rested, but a few seconds later he was up yet again, ready for new adventures. He now decided he was hungry. "Someone, fetch me some baby cactuseses! YES, I know I said 'cactuseses'! The additional '-es' is for emphasis, don't you know?" Everyone knows baby cactuses...-es were a Bantha Cat's primary food source. What are you, stupid?

 

[Emily Vani]

Group 2: The Masquerade Ball at the Citadel of Thorns

A scream. Emily dashed off, forgetting about Circe. He ran to the entrance of the place. The man she was talking to earlier was dragging some woman out by her wrist. Deactivating her lightsaber, she runs up to him. At the same time she makes an illusion of a second saber in her other hand. "HEY!" She yells at him. "Leave her alone!" She ran up to the man and put both her sabers in a threatening position, ready to strike. "Leave. Her. Alone."

@[member="Lois"] @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

@[member="Emily Vani"]

Arthur turned and lazily looked at M. "Im getting her out of here so that she is of no longer a pest, these things will kill her if she just sits around screaming and not getting outside." Her stared at Emily Vani for a few moments, before letting go and sighing. "Your problem then, im getting people out." He headed off to a group of others to help any that were injured, he didnt need more pests right now.

 

[Vaudin Miir]

@Rosa Mazhar @Lois @Jawa Soldier

"This...reminds me not to let my drink out of my sight when I use the Fresher." Vaudin said to the woman beside him.

"Or eat the worm." he continued.

Vaudin turned around there was definitely some spice around here some where. it was the only reason the two pusses and the worms and the jawa's could be explained. He was high as a kite.

 

[Ak'lya]

What the.... Giant Space Rays? What got slipped into my drink?

Such were the Bothan's.thoughts as he looked up, and was blasted off his feet by the beating of their wings. The Oswofts were a sight, but not one Strask was enjoying. This was cause for alarm. And fleeing, as he couldn't hope to take these things down. Which made @[member="Carl"]'s demands much more appealing. "Ahra, let's go." He told the man, before dodging out of the way of a piece of dessert. They were wrecking EVERYTHING. Hopefully he could meet up with @[member="Ahra Marcon"] and try and figure out what was going on. Running out of the ceiling of giant space rays, he scanned the crowd. Anyone important?