The Search for Santa (BA Knights and everyone who wants to)

OoC: Firstly I hope I do not offend anyone of another religion, it is just I do not know much of any other than Christian, so first off I apoligize.

Alright now to explain this, basicly Santa has gone missing and it is our job to save Christmas! Kinda corny but it could turn out to be good. Now evil characters are to simply and reluctantly join the good guys... and that is about it, we'll have all our characters meet up and then I'll push the story from there. I'll be using the newest form of my BA character, Tuariv. I'd like to have Power Shot, Chari, Quark and Mikey B join.

BiC:

Tuariv stepped out into the land, it had been a long time since he walked on ground that wasn't within the Dome. Powdery white softness slowly floated to the ground and covered the grass and dirt over the large field, winter had come and the snow began piling up and the land would go into a slight sleepyness as it waited for Spring to come in the next few months.

Tuariv trudged through the snow, Hyrule Market was close by, not more than a half mile. It has been a while since the last time I've been here.

Something jingled above Tuariv in the air, "Who's there?" Tuariv questioned, he wasn't to interested and didn't quite care who it was.

Nobody answered, instead something shiny fell past Tuarivs head and landed softly in the snow. The warrior bent down to examine it, finding the shiny item to be a bell, somewhat large and covered in a golden radience.

"What is this?" Tuariv decided to look at it more when he arrived at Hyrule Market.

Not much time passed before the fighter arrived at his destination, finding a strange gathering of people. Tuariv pulled his cloak up closer to hide himself as he walked up to the crowd.

"What are we going to do?"

"He's gone! What will happen now?!"

Tuariv came closer to one of the many bystanders, "What's going on?"

The young man looked up at Tuariv, somewhat frightened, "Well sir, Santa has disappeared!"

"So?"

"So that means Winter will get worse and worse, and then when everything melts it'll never snow again, and that means the land will never get cool ever again and bugs will grow in massive numbers! Then those bugs will eat all the food and kill our way of life!"

Tuariv was shocked at what kind of waves could be caused by a little splash, he looked at the horror in all of the peoples eyes, he felt pity for them, a feeling he didn't have very often. Then without even thinking he began to help.

"People!" Every person turned to him, "I will save Winter from being destroyed! I will save Santa! Who will come with me?!"

OoC: Yeah I know... major corny-ness.

OOC: I'll of course be using Gorin. I'm sure Tuariv and Gorin will both be surprised at how the other one has improved since the last time they met.

BIC: Gorin sat in Hyrule inn. He needed a drinking break. Leading an army in taking over an entire continent can do that to people, and even dark gods need a break once in a while. He had been surprised to see snow when he returned.

"Felt like I was only there for about a month." he thought. "Oh no!" shouted somebody behind Gorin. He turned around to see what the problem was. A bunch of people were talking about somebody being kidnapped. "Is there a reward for bringing him back?" he asked. He didn't care who it was that had been kidnapped, but he needed more money to fund his army.

"Gorin?" said somebody else. Gorin turned around.

OOC: Sorry it's so short. I didn't know if Tuariv has his memory back or not, but he met Gorin back at black mountain as well.

OoC: Kenjin the Encorna is here! Everyone from the BA Knights, use the old characters we had. Quark, that means Dark, and Chari, please use Kika. This is going to be so freaking awesome!

BiC:

The Encorna moved swiftly along the streets to where he had heard a complete moron shout something about saving Santa. He recognized the voice, and it could only belong to one person.

"Tuariv," Kenjin muttered, his new body perfectly capable of going through the crowds of people without causing them to stare. He parted his way through the crowd to where the lizard was standing.

Only he was not alone, someone else was there as well. A demon Kenjin knew, and had fought alongside with in the first Oblivion War. Gorin, his aquantince for lack of a better word.

"Good evening both of you, it has been a while," Kenjin said, as both turned around to face him.

"You," Tuariv spat at his rival.

"Who are you?" Gorin asked, he had not seen Kenjin in this form before, so he did not recognize him.

"I am the Encorna," Kenjin replied, walking closer to them. "But you might remember me as Kenjin."

Ooc: What? Are we the BA Knights? So we have our own little club, eh? I call lookout! *Scrambles into treehouse*

Bic:

Dark was basically walking the planet, reconing. He was searching for the two targets he was built for to destroy. Slag and Surge. Both he hadn't been successful at finding... well, he fought Surge shortly not to long ago and spotted Slag in a crowd before that. Other than that, no sign of them. He decided it would be smart to travel by one of the larger towns. In fact, Hyrule itself. Maybe he could find his two targets in there. If only he had some way to track them.

As he walked through the town, he heard people panicking about a missing someone. A word caught his ear. Santa?

INFO SEARCH COMMENCING...

INFO FOUND...

LOADING DATA...

5%...6%...100%

Santa: A mythical character of childrens' imaginations. Created to give them faith in a fat cookie eating elf.
Reason for creation: N/A

End.

"Odd." Dark said to himself. "How could Santa be missing? He dosn't exist."

Some random person in the crowd overheard him, "UNBELIEVER!"

Without even looking his direction, Dark punched the living daylights out of him.

Dark felt something, well more like sensed since technically machines don't feel but we won't go there. A familiar presence. He turned around. A tavern. An all too familiar tavern. And he had a hunch he knew who would be beyond this door. He opened the door and if he had lips, he smiled. "Hello." He smirked.

Ooc: In case you don't know who was beyond the door it was you guys.

Gorin turned to the door. "Ah, hello Dark." he said. Tuariv and Kenjin were still looking at eachother. Kenjin was smiling while Tuariv had the same look he always had on his face whenever Kenjin was around. Dark walked over to the others.

Gorin sat down at the bar and ordered another drink. "Hey, let me treat you guys to some drinks for old times sake." said Gorin. If Dark could feel emotions, he would have been surprised. His memory banks suggested that Gorin was supposed to be a bloodthirsty demon who preferred to stay away from people.

Tuariv and Kenjin sat down, as did Dark. Dark didn't have a drink obviously, but Tuariv and Kenjin ordered the same thing as Gorin. Everybody was silent. Tuariv was focused on Kenjin, Kenjin was focused on Tuariv, Dark didn't speak too much by nature, and Gorin was enjoying the first big gulp of his fresh drink.

Finally, Gorin spoke. "Been a long time since I've seen you guys." He looked at Tuariv. "The last time I saw you, you were a kid and had no memory whatsoever." He then turned to Kenjin. "You look different, and are obviously more powerful than you were before, but you haven't changed a bit personality wise from what I've seen."

Gorin turned to Dark, but didn't say anything. He had never really spoken to Dark, and barely knew him at all. "Seems as if the old gang is getting together again eh?" Gorin said. Tuariv finally tore his gaze from Kenjin and looked at Gorin. "You weren't this talkative before." he said. Gorin smiled, and pointed to his drink. "It's the liquor." he said.

Kenjin spoke next. "You've obviously seen how I've improved, how have you improved?" He really just wanted to get a good idea of how powerful people other than Tuariv and himself were. "Hmm... I don't remember much of dark mountain, but I gained another element for my dark god form and I stole that one creature's ability be eating its soul. I also recieved a more powerful weapon."

Before anybody could say anything else, a female voice was heard behind the group. "Tuariv? Dark?! Gorin?!! Kenjin?!!!" They turned to see who had addressed them.

ooc: lol, I did one too. It's a play on words I guess.

Edit- Hey, someone should make us each a custom banner to put in our sig (like the clan banners) for the BA knights.

OoC: Oh yeah, we should so do that. Look at the custom rank, you know it to be true.

I will order them when I get time. For now, let's not spam this thread further, and wait for Chari.

OoC: Well yes, we happen to fight together and against each other quite often and this little "club" just happened. Maybe I'll talk to Power Shot about making it official. Now delete those last couple posts please.

EDIT: Yes you may Bigger T. And thank you Linkrules.

Ooc:Sorry for being late, I haven't been online in a while

Kika looked in a shocked sort of way, 4 people she had known, were in front of her. She walked up to them.

"Why, hello Kika" Tuariv muttered. The others said their hellos as well. Kika then realised something.

"Hey, you 4 wouldn't be in the same place unless...." Kika smilied, "What are you doing now?"

"Were saving Winter" Tuariv said, "That means saving santa"

"Sounds corny" Kika said, "Yet I'll join, but whats been happening to you guys lately?"

Dark surprisingly spoke first, "I've been still hunting down Surge and Slag if you have forgotton. And more recently I've had these two annoying excuses for bounty hunters trying to kill me." He let out one of his automated chuckles. He turned his attention to Tuariv, "And it looks like Igner here has drown stronger. At least 50% more since the last time I've seen him. As well as Kenjin, although you've given up your shadow form, I sense you are more powerful."

Gorin stopped him, "I think we can explain what we've done better ourselves."

"Very well meatbag." Dark spat.

"What did you say?" Gorin growled.

"Meatbag, a bag full of meat. And to break it down more for you to understand, a bag is a paper or plasting lightweight flexible container that is usefull for holding stuff in or puking into. Meat is the--"

"Just shut up." Gorin said, annoyed.

"Very well meatbag, but I'll just have you know all organic life forms are meatbags and watered down fat."

OoC: Yes, the BA Knights will soon be official, hopefully. For now, enjoy the fact that you are members. Mikey B doesn't qualify as he leads the Oblivion Alliance, but he's welcome here. Anyone that wishes to fight is welcome, it's not just for the BA Knights. Right now the BA Knights have four members: myself (leader), Quark, Scoria, and Chari.

BiC:

"I have evolved," Kenjin responded, looking over how he had indeed changed since the last time he had seen Kika, Dark, and Gorin. "I was formed from the Masters of Light and Darkness. I am Kenjin the Encorna now."

"Not too shabby either, even if you did go through a costume change," Gorin muttered, slurping on a drink.

"Yes, but I find this form easier to move around in," Kenjin sighed, he was feeling better to be amongst others who shared his desires to be great. "But I think the person we know least about would be Dark, he doesn't seem to have changed in the least."

"I agree," Gorin muttered as an afterthought.

Tuariv remained quiet, he never liked being near Kenjin, in any of his past and present forms.

"Don't be like that Lizard-Boy," Kenjin said, ordering another drink. "Yes, you and I are rivals and would like to kill each other, but look at what has happened. we have both aided each other in growing stronger!"

OoC: The Oblivian Alliance is a kind of club? Huh, I thought Mikey B was one of us. (that sounded creepy)

"Don't remind me." Tuariv said quietly, "We are going to leave soon so prepare what you need."

"And what do you propose we do to look for Santa?" Kika questioned.

The hlking lizard looked up from the table, the others wanted to know as well, though they said nothing waiting for an answer.

"We'll use this to find him." Tuariv reached into a pocket and pulled out a golden bell, "I'm sure this will help."

"How?" Gorin asked.

"I don't know, I haven't tried anything with it yet, but maybe..." He began to the ring the bell, nothing happened.

The whole group let out a sigh, "Well it doesn't work." Kenjin looked carefully at the bell.

Tuariv pocketed the item again, "Alright guys get some rest, I guess we'll start looking tomorrow."

OoC: Do not have your characters leave what I shall call "The Green Dragon."

Vetch walked into the inn, his cloak caked with snow. He shook himself off inside the door and took a seat at a table beside the fireplace. He ordered from the waitress and looked around the Green Dragon.

Not much different from the last inn he was in, through there was an odd assortment of people sitting at a table next to his.

How odd. What are people so different doing together? Somehow, I get the feeling that theres a lot to be told about them. Look at the way they look at each other. I can't tell wether there're friends or enemies. Maybe I should keep an eye on them. A group like that is bound to atract a load of excitment. I could use a bit of excitment.

The elf shrugged and took his drink from the waitress.

Dark looked around the room, his sensers picked up an odd sensation. The feeling of being watched, "I have a bad feeling." Dark whispered.

"It's just your stomach, order another beer." Gorin joked.

"No, I have the feeling we're being watched." Dark said, looking around the room without giving much attention to himself.

"He's right, I sense something." Kenjin said as he prepaired for anything.

"I do too." Gorin agreed.

Tuariv said nothing although he sensed it.

All of a sudden the window burst open. Glass shatered inward, cutting several civilians. In came a bizzare cloaked figure, his voice was frightening almsot more than his appearance, "Do not take on this mission. I warn you, if you try to find Santa I will kill you all." his voice sounded like hundreds of children talking in perfect unison. Something you wouldn't think would be scarry unless you heard it.

"Who are you?" Gorin yelled as his spirit orb morphed into a long claymore.

The cloaked figure slowly floated back out the window.

Tuariv and Kenjin lept at it, but it was nowhere to be seen.

"Nothing," Kenjin muttered, he and Tuariv searched the areas nearby the Green Dragon. The snow covered streets were deserted of anyone that had just called to them in the Dragon. Both great warriors returned annoyed and confused to the table where Dark and Kika were sitting.

"Find anything?" Dark asked, though he wasn't really interested.

"No," Kenjin muttered. "Even Tuariv's big nose couldn't track him down."

"Watch it Kenjin," the lizard warned his rival, returning to his drink.

"Aren't you a bit young to be drinking that?" the Encorna asked grinning. "I though you were a teenager."

"Who's gonna argue?" Tuariv answered, he was far too intimidating to refuse anything for most people.

"Good point," Dark muttered, switching on his optics. He noticed that someone from the other table was taking a look at them. "Hey! You got a problem with us?"

The boy, slightly older than Rika, jumped when being addressed by the robot.

The boy turned to flee, but found himself running smack dab into Gorin. The dark god's freshly refilled beer splashed everywhere, ruining the near perfect alcohol. Gorin raised an eyebrow at the boy's hurry. Instead of waiting for an explanation, Gorin grabbed the boy to keep him from escaping.

"You mind paying for that?" he asked, rather annoyed. Vetch tried to wrench his arm from the demon's grasp, but found that Gorin was too strong. "Let me go you winged freak!" he shouted. The elf shot Gorin in the face with a fireball, and tried to take off.

"Where do you think you're going?" asked Kenjin. During the short struggle the others had surrounded Gorin and the boy to make sure the elf didn't escape.

Originally Posted by Power Shot

"Nothing," Kenjin muttered, he and Scoria searched the areas nearby the Green Dragon. The snow covered streets were deserted of anyone that had just called to them in the Dragon.

OoC: Hmm, last time I checked, my characters name was Tuariv and I asked for the dudes to not leave the building, alas I shall improvise. Oh and by looking at Tuariv you wouldn't be able to tell his age.

BiC:

"What's your deal?" Gorin said in a low pissed off voice.

"I'm Vetch and I'm gone!" The elf yelled.

He slammed the side of his mug into the side of Gorins head and ran out the front door, the whole group chasing him. Unfortuantly for him though the young elf hit something red and shiny.

Tuariv, Kenjin, Kika, Dark and Gorin gawked at what was right outside the door, Vetch rubbed himself where he hit the object and stood up.

"Looks like the bell actually does something." Tuariv said to the others.

"Looks like we got our first clue." Kika said.

It was an enormous red sleigh with eight reindeer strapped to the front, it could easily fit everyone. Tuariv studied it hard and then jumped in, grabbing the reins. "All aboard!"

The rest hopped in, Vetch attempted to sneak away but Gorin grabbed the back of his shirt, "You're coming with us."

Dark looked around at the animals, "Now this is getting weird."

"What's getting weird?" Tuariv asked, examining the insides of the sleigh.

"Hey, who wants to bet some rupees?" No one realy answered, they needed their money and knew that Dark tended to either cheat or at least knew when he was in a good position to bet.

"No one wants to Dark." Kika said, getting into the sleigh.

"Well I bet you 10 rupees this thing is going to fly." Dark said, calmly.

Tuariv stood still for a moment, "Has he gone off his rocker?" he thought to himself.

Gorin shrugged, he had plenty of rupees on him, "Make it twenty you mental." Gorin said, "What in blue blazes makes you think this thing will fly?"

As if on cue, the sleigh lifted off the ground as Tuariv used the reins.

"Impossible." Gorin gasped, "Reindeer can't possess magic like this! They're animals!"

"Pay up." Dark smirked, extending his hand for the money.

OOC: You do say its open to anyone so I might just pop in for a bit. I'll be using my self based charcter Fireball for the duration. His comdey sytle seems suitable for the job of rescuing santa.

IC: As Gorin decide wether to hand over any money at all to Dark there was a faint glow near the reindeer. There was then a thud and a faint groan.
"Okay so turning a zone pack into an interdimensional travel device was a bad idea."
Fireball got up and looked around.
"Snow," he exclaimed, "Typical I always land in some dimension that has christmas during winter." He mummered something about the summer time and eating cold ham when he realised that several people were looking at him.

"Who are you?" asked Kenjin.
"A warrior from a land much different to this one," Fireball replied. "The name's Fireball mate."
Fireball looked around again. Observing not that much had changed the last time he voulintarily got sucked through to this dimension.
Lighting a small flame between his palms to try and keep warm he finally saw the sleigh.
"I'm looking for the owner of that," he said with a shiver.
He hoped in behind Dark.
"And what makes you think you can tag along?" Tuariv asked.
"Santa delivers in my world to, he also supports the beverage industry a fair bit, diaster for the economy if he doesn't come you know."
"Still we don't even know you." stated Gorin
"What's to know, I feel into possesion of super pow-- magic," he said correcting himself to fit with the terminology of the world. "Besides where we're going is likely to have a lot more snow and ice than here." He emphisiased his point by making a flame dance on his palm.
"Fair enough meatbag, " Dark said in anwser.
"Plus I've watched Kiss saves christmas five times," fireball muttered underhis breath knowing full well that the others wouldn't know what he was going on about.

"But I already have some flame magic," complained Vetch.
"But you don't have a cricket bat or sweet guantlets," fireball said.
Dark turned his attention back to getting the reindeer off the ground as Fireball and Vetch continued to argue.

OoC: fireball's here, we're all in for a treat. He doesn't just reply every day, and it's my understanding he's rather good. Kiss Saves Santa, that totally roxxorz the big one1111!

BiC:

This was getting ridiculous. Kenjin was finding it hard to believe that the stupid sled was flying, but now someone had materialized from nowhere claiming to want to help find Santa.

Exactly who Santa was Kenjin did not know, as he was never visited or even aware of what Christmas Eve even was. All that was known to him was the bell that Tuariv seemed to possess that summoned the sleigh they were traveling in.

"You should pay Dark his money Gorin," Kenjin muttered, absorbing as much of the Element of Water that he could for later. He already had about five blasts, stored up, but coming prepared was a trick that Kenjin had mastered long ago.