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by **HalloweenNumber1** on Wed Jul 02, 2008 6:38 pm

Seven purred at the attentions he was recieving, his tail thrashing from side to side as he closed his eyes in contentment, a catty smile on his small face. Cassandra shook her head slightly at the strange expression of bliss on the travel-sized monster's face, chuckling a little as she used her fork to stab an apple that was just beyond her reach at the table, flipping it expertly into her other hand as though she had done it a thousand times before.

The monster with the treble-clef scar on its chest poked Daniel, who was placed on a bare bit of counter, Alex debating if he should dump another bucket of cold water over him to wake him.

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by **PrinceofHeroes** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 6:04 am

Gyro hopped forward towards the Cassandra with an inquiring look. He glanced at the Halloweens and turned to Cassandra. " I'd appreciate you numbering ma'am. This would be very good for putting them on my profile. Master Jared also likes numbering his creations unless he finds a good name. "

Jared smiled. He shrugged at the sight of the Halloween creatures before looking at the other creators. They were pretty much a normal bunch of people to him. There was a sudden beeping on his watch which cut short Gyro's conversation with Cassandra. The robot hopped down and went to Jared. It then opened the top of it's head, revealing a hologram of a android maid.

" Master Jared. This is Robo Kasumi. Your sister has seen through your device. She would like to know where you are. " the maid said in a calm voice.

" Yeah! Yeah! I'll send her an email. " he closed the messenger.

by **kingmonkey+1** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 6:37 am

Daniel remained oblivious to the appearance of the animals, and even the prodding from the treble clef emblazoned Halloween. He was lost in the fog of his drugs, and the herbs that Alex had given him. Harold sat beside him, fur bristling as the monster approached.

Harold arched his back and raised one tiny paw in preparation to defend himself if necessary.

"N-now, listen here, chap." He tried to hide the tremor in his voice. "I'd rather suggest you not get up to anything funny. The Emperor would be most upset if you did."

Daniel moaned and slowly opened his eyes. Instinctively, he reached out to Harold, and stroked his back. Shaking off the heave effects of the sudden loss of consciousness, he sat up on the counter and looked at the massive room in which he now found himself.

"Hey," he said with a raspy voice, "what smells good? I'm hungry."

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 2:06 pm

The treble-clef Halloween eyed Harold for a moment, looking as though it was tempted to try tasting him instead when another Halloween, this one seemingly devoice of marks and charactersitics, leapt up beside him, and, with his long oily black tongue, licked the side of his face, contemplating the taste for a bare second before a half-eaten apple came hurtling at his head, knocking him back off the counter with a surprised mewl. "Three!" she snapped, addressing the fallen Halloween as she chose another apple, having flung the one she was eating. "Don't lick our guests, it's rude!"

by **kingmonkey+1** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 7:38 pm

"I say," Harold spoke quickly, nervous, "what rather presumptuous company you keep, my lady. I dare hope these fellows aren't apt to... hurt us?"

"Don't worry about them," Daniel said with a mouth full of delicacies, "I'm sure the lady wouldn't invite us here just to let us get eaten by her dogs. That said, I do have a couple of questions. First, do you happen to have any spare men's clothes lying around? I'm filthy as f**k and would probably be less offensive if I had a shower and a change of threads. Second, what are we going to do about the Panel. And third, what the f**k is that?"

Daniel pointed at Gyro with his fork, as the machine seemed to take inventory of the items on the table.

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 7:52 pm

"That is a machine, we only just sat down to eat and discuss things, and they aren't my 'dogs' so much as my... 'cats'." She ignored the glares she recieved from the various creatures around the room. "And besides, if I wanted to feed you to anything, I would have told you to get up and get the syrup from the fridge and cackle evilly while watching the trapdoor open under your feet, dropping you into a chamber where a twenty headed hydra would then rip you to shreds." She gave a smile as the twins, demon prince, and Vaughn all shuddered, all having been victims of such an ordeal, though all by accident.

"And Vaughn should have some clothes for you, though they might be a bit big... I made him so inhumanly tall for a reason, but I can't remember what it was..."

"You wanted to see him walk through a doorway and hit his head," Alex filled in.

"It was in your interview last month."

Cassandra thought for a moment, then chuckled. "Oh yeah... I forgot..."

by **kingmonkey+1** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 8:45 pm

"S'no problem," Daniel said, again with mouth full, reaching for a glass of anything to drink, "I'll make do with anything you can lend me. Still curious how you think you're gonna fight the Panel, though. That's just stupid. And suicidal. There's gotta be a smarter way."

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 8:59 pm

"Well, I'm... not entirely sure how we're going to fight them. I'm only seventeen, I only have so many ideas in my head, I need more than just my Creations to make a plan for something this big," she said. "And yes, I know it's suicidal, two minutes of being flatlined told me that loud and clear."

Vaughn's face became unreadable as he sipped from his glass of water, delving back into his own memories, remembering the instant he had felt her die, how it felt like someone had knocked the wind out of him, how he knew, before he saw... He didn't want to relive something like that... He couldn't handle that...

by **Matt** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 9:35 pm

"Our plan must be devised through the pretense of outsmarting the Panel. Our creations, though powerful, are no match for the archangels strength. Thus, trickery will be our only option for the time being."

Matthew nodded in agreement in his own plan, Cassy doing the same.

"That's my Matthew! Always thinking! Though... I think he thinks to much personally."

Matthew looked at her with a curious eye as she began to reinact his motions from moments ago.

"You know... I'm right here..."

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Thu Jul 03, 2008 9:49 pm

Cassandra chuckled. "Though he is right. And for right now, it's okay to think extra, because we need all the help we can get."

One of the twins chuckled. "Yea, because we all know you don't think well under pressure."

As Cassandra grabbed a fork with every intention of throwing it, Vaughn spoke up, "As entertaining as this spectacle is about to be, we're supposed to be making a serious effort to plan..."

by **PrinceofHeroes** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 2:10 am

"Our plan must be devised through the pretense of outsmarting the Panel. Our creations, though powerful, are no match for the archangels strength. Thus, trickery will be our only option for the time being."

Jared heard this and slammed his hand on the table.

" What do you mean our creations aren't strong?! ' He clenched his fist and pointed at Matt. " A creation is a part of the creator's will! If you want it to be strong then it will! I don't know who you are and what you create but if you're going to think about your creations as weaklings, then you stand no chance against anything! "

Gyro sighed and smacked Jared with a large paper fan. The boy rubbed his head in pain and looked at his creation. Gyro coughed and looked at Vaugh. " If you want this plan to work, we need data on our targets. We don't want to charge into batle blindly now. Even if you are creators, you can't keep making creations to fight them head on. "

by **kingmonkey+1** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 5:18 am

Daniel looked from his plate at Jared with a grim expression on his face. "Kid, you have no idea what we're up against. It's not just thinking what you create is strong. That's not nearly enough. When you see the archangels... when you feel their power, it takes away smoething inside you. It's a fear that hits you right in the heart, no matter how tough or jaded you are. I resisted them with all my might, and they still killed-"

Daniel's voice was choked by memory. His face had become pale and his fingers trembled. He steadied his voice and spoke softer than before.

"These b**tards are divine creatures. We are sh*t to them and they will not let you forget that for a second. They have their own kind of creations more powerful than anything a human has ever conceived."

by **PrinceofHeroes** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 7:12 am

" Call me crazy as much as you want. " Jared stood up and looked at everyone in the room. He raised his hand into the air and shouted. " But with a motivation and a will as strong as the mountains, as high as the heavens and as deep as the sea, no one will ever defeat you! "

The boy had a sense of determination in his face. It was as if an unknown flame had ignited a hidden passion within Jared. He pointed to the sky and placed on triangular shaped glasses. " Exceed the impossible and kick away re- "

" Stop following Kamina from Gurren Lagann! " Gyro knocked Jared out with a mallet. The robot bowed down and apologized.

by **kingmonkey+1** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 12:33 pm

"Kid, it's great that you're enthusiastic and all, really it is, but it's not as simple as just thinking happy thoughts. These creatures are fragments of the divine essence that created the universe. They're little bits of God, they have power undreamt of by mankind. Cassandra, I'm telling you, there's got to be another way. We have to find a way to recreate them. Otherwise, there's no way we can face them as they are."

by **Matt** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 12:41 pm

"No," Matt retorted, placing his goggles on his forehead. "Not recreate them, but rather recreate ourselves."

"Why must you be so cryptic, Matty?" Cassy asked, sighing at her creator's dramatic phrases.

"I'm not being cryptic. That is my plan. And... please don't call me Matty in front of public."

"Sure sure, Matty."

"Anyway... no doubt this God character must have made a backup idea, like a computer. If this God is all seeing, it should be able to have some way for the creators to resist their judgements; a weapon, or transformation perhaps. If we follow the tracks of the archangels, we will be able to find something, anything that could assist us in our pursuit."

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 12:43 pm

"Willing yourself to be all powerful doesn't make it so. And the fact of the matter is that the Archangels will always have the upper-hand, and they will always know it. So we have to look at the cards we've ben dealt and find a way around them, a way that only us Creators can use, us specifically. There is a vast difference between having the will of the mind and having the will of the body. I'll tell you now--it's pretty damn hard to keep fighting and keeping your will up when you're being hung like some criminal. And I can tell, just looking around this room, who has had to face them." Looking to Jared, she said, "Think of it like this. It's like we're all writing a story, and it's all converging at one point, and at that point is the Major Archangel Panel. Thirteen Archangels, waiting and ready to get rid of us all. They are the ultimate beginning and end, everyone's fate will depend on them, and they hold every secret about us, every little fact, every last character flaw, right down to our sleeping habits. Believe me, they know how to deal with us when they must. They know how to hurt us... They know what to do to make us give in..."

Standing up slowly, she said, "There is no way to recreate them... There is no way to undermine their authority... When one stands against them, it's just a thorn in their side that they quickly remove. One against thirteen is nothing. But a group... Even a small one... is a lot more than nothing..."

Then something Daniel said seemed to click. Looking at him, she said, "That's it... God..." Looking excited now, she said, "When they first came for me, they told me I was an abomination--that I was playing God when I had no right to... Now... What if we're supposed to not just play God... What if we are?"

by **kingmonkey+1** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 1:33 pm

"You mean, like, God is in all things, so it's in us, too? Or do you mean that we're some kind of avatars? Either way, it sounds like bullsh*t, since no God would ever put itself through anything like you and I have been through."

by **HalloweenNumber1** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 1:41 pm

"No, no, it's different than that, there's a really messed up hierarchy for the Archangels, where there's humans at the very bottom, then us, just above them, followed by Phantoms, divine guardians, and then the Panel. What a lot of them don't know anymore is that there's a level above the Panel--Gods. Not The God, but god-like beings, with the power to create and destroy at will. It's been argued for ages that Creators could be considered Gods, but the Panel never let any of the evidence come to light. It's possible--very slim, but possible, that we could create a case against them."

by **Matt** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 6:55 pm

"Even if we do gather such evidence, the archangels' panel will simply reject it. One can say they are terrible losers. The only way to defeat them is to have them destroy themselves. That would require us reaching a level of the creator which at the moment appears unobtainable. In other words, we will have to learn to create archangels of our own, or at least recreate our creations to do such. However, this also appears impossible. Oh well... anyone happen to have a cigarette?"

by **Yolo** on Fri Jul 04, 2008 7:10 pm

The conversation buzzed around him at incredible speeds, their idea’s raining about like hail. His understanding of being divine meant something that was a good force, to aid those less fortunate. This Panel did not hold that title very well, they seemed to be more prideful and petty. He pitted them, they are loosing the battle every time they lashed out.

The comment about knowing everyone’s secrets forced his eyes upon the Cassandra. His mind buzzed with several different questions as Matthew prodded on about gathering evidence. Ending with a general need of a smoke.

“Would they know me?” he asked. “Being Burjo, I was not born here. I am not from this human realms. Granted I have lived here from some time, would I have fallen under the radar so to speak?”

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