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Redemption, some fall hard in their efforts in finding such a thing, while others are allowed to embrace such a concept without a second thought. The man who was Darkchild is no more, yet his name and image will forever be known to those who lived in those days of vile and depravity. Who were touched by his hand and forever tainted, the man who stands proud of what he built now for himself knows that being forgiven is a triumph he will never be allowed to achieve. His past life was rife with heinous and sickening acts of barbarism, and those who survived would never truly allow for those memories to be forgotten.

"Without the past, the future would never be a destination" Jonias "Jones" Nur, 2020

The Island

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Where does one go to be alone, to be forgotten for long times. Nowhere, not a single place on the planet even the uninhabited is without eyes. So with a bit of creation and tinkering with the help of Roulette, Jones was able to create an island that is large enough to house many yet not large enough to be obvious.

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Shion(The Island Lives)

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Her name at the moment as she has yet to speak with Jones or Roulette is Shion, slowly over the last few months they have found the island itself has become semi sentient. Showing herself in fauna or in physical bodies. She seems to be testing out her abilities, as of now she is calm and seems to enjoy others .

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The animals that reside on the Island are a amalgamation of various species that are of earth, created by Roulette and Jones, unique to the island.

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All forms of life have begun to thrive on the island. Some wild others docile. The island and it's creatures know what a person's intentions are, if you mean no harm many will leave you alone, if your intentions is to harm. The island will protect itself by any and many different means

specific species(more pictures) and info to come

Rules and Misc. Info

  • Island is Set in the Atlantic Ocean, meaning unless you are looking for it finding it will be difficult. Possible, just sell the fact you had to actually look for it.
  • Various Flora and Fauna reside on the island, thanks to two of Roulette's personalities they were able to call upon and create all that live on the island.(Sell the creatures as they are the islands current defenses)
  • All forms of nourishment are on the island, and within the homes that Jones has created. Treat yourself to fully stocked homes

Islanders

Darkchild aka Jones (Trying his best to redeem himself for the horror he brought on the world for nearly four decades. Built the Island as a place to house those who have nothing more to rely on, to hopefully build a Utopia for those who need it.)
Darkchild aka Jones (Trying his best to redeem himself for the horror he brought on the world for nearly four decades. Built the Island as a place to house those who have nothing more to rely on, to hopefully build a Utopia for those who need it.)

Roulette aka Crazy Eights (Best and only friend to Jones, a year and a half ago he came with Pias in hopes of curing him of his affliction. That cure has not been easy to come by, but owes how far he has come to this point to Jones. Fiercely protective of Jones, as he knows he could easily be manipulated into giving into those dark urges that every man can give into. Jones has tried fiercely to not give into those urges and thoughts. Even after losing Pias they both made a promise never to go dark again....a promise that still difficult to keep)
Roulette aka Crazy Eights (Best and only friend to Jones, a year and a half ago he came with Pias in hopes of curing him of his affliction. That cure has not been easy to come by, but owes how far he has come to this point to Jones. Fiercely protective of Jones, as he knows he could easily be manipulated into giving into those dark urges that every man can give into. Jones has tried fiercely to not give into those urges and thoughts. Even after losing Pias they both made a promise never to go dark again....a promise that still difficult to keep)

Ronin aka Ozzy Winters (Has found himself on the island of Alfada' Waleuzla in hopes of finding the redemption of his own for the heinous acts committed under his brainwashed alter ego, The Umbra Soldier. Oz has promised himself he will stay in solitude until he can trust his own mind again, surrounding himself with no one besides Jones and Roulette.)
Ronin aka Ozzy Winters (Has found himself on the island of Alfada' Waleuzla in hopes of finding the redemption of his own for the heinous acts committed under his brainwashed alter ego, The Umbra Soldier. Oz has promised himself he will stay in solitude until he can trust his own mind again, surrounding himself with no one besides Jones and Roulette.)

Memories

Right in the middle of the Island sits a small shrine, dedicated to the one they lost Pias Nur. The location is difficult to find without guidance. Both men hold the place as a hollowed ground and treat it as such. Those who come to the Island would best remember what it is to lose someone close, and treat it as it was a shrine to their very own.

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Had to whip this up quick at work or I never would have started it anytime soon. If you want to have a rp and start something got the perfect place haha.

Not anywhere near being done but its something for the moment.

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@darkchild: SO first meetings have to be with Roulette or yourself?

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Sweet, Once I figure who I'm using, I'm in!!

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Sweet, Once I figure who I'm using, I'm in!!

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Redemption. A fools quest

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Creation, that’s the name of the game. From the moment life was created to the moment it ends, creations (or beginnings) will always occur. It was now Zett’s fate to travel across the universe and discover those beginnings and see how fate will unfold, and if needed, give it some help when it does. On this occasion he was flying along side the rings of a distant planet, feeling the bliss of some down time, as he soared on gently like a comet. Suddenly a wave of vision swept through his consciousness, revealing a new beginning of an old and darker story. The vile entity once known as Gen, was no more, his very existence replaced with another and as such, a new creation stood in his place. In Zett’s mind all this was more than a calling, it was an event he needed to witness and make sure it was fate at hand and not an others intervening.

Unfortunately for Zett, Gen’s transformation came to much as a shock to his system, as his own mind was unable to contain all the images of both Gen and Jones, and as such he mentally shut down. For neither one of them had a full understanding of such ramifications and the effects it would have for the future. Immediately, he flew towards Jones, while unconscious, flying along at the speed of light with no control. His body was literally being pulled to the anomaly. Within minutes he had crossed countless universes heading to Earth, building up speed and momentum with every second. Soon enough he could be seen over the blissful sky of Jonais’s Island as a bright star in the sky, that continued to shine brighter and brighter.

Shortly there after the light would be seen getting closer, followed with an ever growing tail. The once stable light in the sky was now a comet hurtling towards the Earth in a ball of fire. Now less than miles above Redemption, Zett continued to fall, until his unconscious body was rocketed over with a gigantic roar and a gust of wind. But by sheer luck alone he missed the serene city and plummeted into the adjacent sea, just off the shore. But upon contact, Zett’s body hit so hard it caused a massive tidal wave to sweep to the shore and possibly soak its beach side property. Lucky for Zett, the wave managed to carry his unconscious body along with it, so that at the moment the wave sank back into the sea, it would leave him lying there, wet and motionless, alive but unresponsive!

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On the Island many things lived and thrived, but few were that of meta or mutant variety. It had not been long enough for the Island to have been noticed on anything technological nor on anyone's sensors. He made sure to take his time in building such a large and obviously noticeable land mass, because if it was to simply and suddenly appear the energy needed to do such a thing would light up the entire area on any decent scanner. So Jones sat with his comrade and basked in the glory and relaxation that was the Island, unaware that very soon something would interrupt and make a typical Tuesday very much atypical.

Jones a Roulette sit on the porch of one of the many homes they had built, sipping on a beer Roulette stands up and stumbles over to the ledge of the porch. Watching as a variety of animals make there way throughout the compound. Roulette swigs another beer down and asks"You know we going to have to hire someone to clean up after the damned things....why on gods name did you want animals again? Deedee could of created anything and you chose basic animals....why?" Jones smiled his eyes hidden beneath a pair of sunglasses"Because...I like them." Roulette chuckled "Your old self ate things he liked I hear....so thats how you figured which to choose? Which you remembered tasted like chicken?" the two laugh. Both knowing that something was off, Jones sat up and Roulette cocked his head to the side as if listening for something. He neednt listen for long as a loud splash echoed over the compound, immediately followed by a wave of force that washed over slamming into Roulette and sending him flying through the back area of the porch and into a nearby vehicle.

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Jones leaped up and braced himself against the force, as soon as it passed he moved towards Roulette who had already began to stand up "Expecting company? If so can we discuss the need for proper landing protocols?" Jones shook his head as if ignoring him and took off into the sky towards where the very loud landing happened, Roulette scoffed and sighed "Dante...take it." as he spoke his face changed and his hair grew in length and turned black as midnight, his skin turned a light brown and his eyes transformed into something of pure energy nearly hot white. As his body finished changing he took off behind Jones finding him quickly at the shoreline. Landing with a thump in the sand he looks down to what Jones had found, it was a body "Okay...Can I poke it?" Dante asked picking up a stick and going to poke it.

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Zett laid motionless on the beach, wet and covered with seaweed. The flame on his head a dull ember, flickering like a candle without any heat. Face down, his chest continued to expand up and down showing faint signs of life, where there was no other. But somehow, somewhere, deep inside of him, he found the strength to rise, just in time to hear the words "Okay...Can I poke it?" Immediately he jumped up, rising into the air as a cauldron of fire shot forth from his hands, head and eyes. Like a burning sun he hovered above two somewhat confuse individuals, in a powerful display of light and energy! “Beware your future Jonais-Thor Dominic, for there is danger before you!” Spoken in a dark ominous voice, it was clear Zett was in a trance, speaking of facts he has no knowledge of. But despite the fact, he continued rambling on but this time with eerie details. Beginning with names only Gen would know, Zett would ramble off the man’s oldest living adversaries, explaining that they would now be coming for him. Still in a dark ominous voice he continues on, this time telling of future events, once again, built from Gen’s past and future goals. But through it all Zett makes it clear, there will be trouble in Jones future, and quite possibly on a galactic scale!

Then, just as it all started, it stopped, and Zett fell back to the ground hard and fast. Slowly rising back to his feet, his legs trembled as he stood up, just as the flame over his head returned to a dull burn. But this time, as he rose up his face was a blank page, as he raises his hand out for assistance. “Where, where am I?” he asks in all seriousness, “The last thing I remember was flying, then nothing....” His eyes then dart back and forth, looking for anything he could recognize, only to end up asking, “Just where am I???” Fully exhausted, he shuts down the ‘Lifenergy’ and returns back to his original form, a blue skin Vargusian, with two antennas sticking out of his head. Still somewhat out of the loop he begins speaking of what he does know, in the hopes it will remind him of what he doesn’t. “I remember my name is Zett and what I do, but I can’t for the life of me figure out what I am doing here?!?!

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@lifenergy: Will have something up this weekend as a reply.

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The sun was at it's finally stages of setting, touching the calming waters as everything moved in a slow, rhythmic fashion. As the ocean tide rose and retracted, so did Ozzy Winters chest. The former "Urban Shinobi," Sat on this beautiful beach, wearing board shorts, allowing the sunsets piercing light to illuminate and detail each and every scar on his upper torso. He did this every night, finding himself alone on the other end of the island's beach. Not because he didn't like the other two residence of this paradise, but because he promised himself a life of solitude. He didn't deserve to have people in his life anymore, not after falling back into The Umbra Soldier's grasp.

Ronin was free of that now, but for how long? It was the second time he had found himself brainwashed and used as a weapon to kill innocent people, he would not allow a third time. That is why he accepted the invitation to this island, not for redemption, but for solitude. Ronin knew he didn't deserve this beautiful paradise, but what was the alternative? Turn himself into the authorities? The worst outcome would be that another government agency would start poking into his brain and making him a weapon again, the best would be that he'd soon be housed in a prison of dead men, thanks to his own hands.

There was the option of.... Suicide, which he did consider, even going as far as to putt the barrel of a powerful gun in his mouth, but for some reason he couldn't pull the trigger. Was it some sort of dormant Umbra failsafe that wouldn't let him kill himself? He'd prefer to think that, rather than believing he was scared of death or worse that he believed there was still something worse living for, still a possibility of...redemption?

For anyone following what I've done so far, this takes place AFTER Ronin breaks free of his mind controlled state. Thanks for reading!

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@dwronin: @darkchild

It was no easy task, finding the island. ‘Twas a grueling task. There was no tip-off of such a locale, only it’s presence. Though, as all did - Alfada' Waleuzla failed to eschew his Golden Gaze. He found himself on the island for reasons unknown, he didn’t seek salvation; redemption. Instead, the Nouveau Riche sought those who did.

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It was a change, the entire scenery. What he had grown accustomed to was, simply, no more. There was no ear-piercing gunfire nor was there helpless cries, ‘tis was simply solitude. In place of a grueling economy, laid a Fortress of Salvation. There was no click-clack of oxfords, in-place, sported Polo Ralph-Lauren loafers - digging into minuscule sand dunes with every step taken. When came dusk, brisk winds followed. Buttoned-up to the fourth his pristine White Short-Sleeved dress shirt billowed amongst the chilling gale, though laden with the restraint of silked-striped harness.

Clashing against the sunsets brutal visage, Auditorē’s copper-tinted Burberry 3080 Aviators reflected upon Waleuzla‘s basking vibrancy. Before him, a lone-man sat. He felt a sense of helplessness among his aura. Stepping forth, hand eased into the left pocket of his beige shorts, “you alright there Old-Sport?” His transatlantic inflection came true and sharp, like the end of a blade - as did his words.

“You seem a bit gloomy,” intentially he spoke jovial, though somewhere, beneath the facade of a calm man, laid a worrisome.

DC, hope it was cool if I could drop a post here ;D

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Interesting posts will have something up soon. But if a shake up irl too my whole weekend away from me.

Can't wait to sit down and write

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While on this island, Ronin tried his best to turn away from his killer instinct, promising himself that he'd never hurt anyone again. He'd stay on this island forever, secluded from the world, where he couldn't hurt anyone again. Still, his instincts were constantly acted out in quick reflexes, sometimes without even his permission. Without thought Ronin jumped to his feet, his fist raised in a striking style, ready to take out the stranger who snuck up on him.

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Oz was taken a back by the man before him. Cool, calm, and collective. A socialite, country club, looking man stood in front of him, a genuine expression of worry displayed behind his reflective sunglasses. The expression went out of focus as Ronin found himself staring at his own reflection. His hair was shaggy, a healthy beard had grown on his face, but the most prevalent feature was his broken gaze.

The two stood in front of each other for what seemed like a lifetime. Ronin thought the two of them couldn't be any more different from each other, yet the truth was they were very much alike. Ozzy Winters and August Auditore's destinies would forever be intertwined after this moment and deep down, Ronin could feel it.

"Sorry, I uh...I'm not used to talking to people anymore." Ronin wanted to say more, but he couldn't find the words. His social skills were non existent at this point, thanks to his isolation on the island and the isolation of his consciousness when his body was taken over by his former self. "Who are you?"

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"Don't fret, Old-Sport."

Nay a movement nor a flinch, August stood preserved and well. Hadn’t he been so worrisome August would’ve kept himself reserved, though as the prime-manifest of ‘bent but not broken’ stood before him an un-calming breeze wavered among him. It only took him but a mere moment to figure that Ozzy’s long-gaze had not been directed towards August, but himself. The sudden shock of realization grew over his unwavering posture, the visage of a bent man. Gradually, thoughts of charmed intent fret-away those of the worrisome. Where a War Dog lay as too did a Damned Debonair.

“Don’t fret, Old-Sport, I should have chosen a more.. direct approach,” once again, a vocal-mix of an Old-English Atlantic accent flared, as too did it’s intended charm. “Ah, beat me to my own question.” A grin grew over his face, a grin that he had rarely expressed. A sense of snark - no - pride, fluxed. “I am but a nomad among this world, but you can call me August Auditorē.” A fixed gaze set upon the setting-sun, then back to the man. “And you?”

He had seen a thousand deaths though he couldn’t recite a single one, ‘twas how it seemed. There had been a blockage, a sense of restraint - he sensed it.

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Ronin's eyes surveyed the man before him, watching any signs of a threat, his ears listened for even a quiver in the August's voice to hear if he was lying. All signs pointed to his visitor telling the truth. Realizing he was still in a defensive position, but a slacked one thanks to Auditore's calm demeanor, he hesitated, wanting to apologize again. He put his right arm down by his side. his left arm had been gone for years, but the cybernetic one was missing now as well.

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He didn't know August, he was sure of it, but for some odd reason he felt a sense of reassurance around him. Still Ronin knew better than to blindly trust anyone.

"I'm...I'm no one." The bent, but not broken, man didn't lie, at least he didn't think he was. He believed he was no longer Ozzy Winters, no longer Ronin, no longer the Umbra Soldier, no longer the Urban Shinobi nor the Ninja Avenger. He was truly no one. Something told him that August knew his name anyway.

He looked at the same setting sun as his future friend, but he didn't look away from it. "How can I help you, Mr Auditore?" Did he still think Oz was a hired killer? If so he'd be sorely mistaken. Did he think Ronin was still a hero, able to be rallied with a couple of noble words? He'd be wrong again.

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Hell yeah loving this

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@lifenergy: Sliding quick to react to the newcomers burst of energy and multitude of words, Jones was in front of Dante and spoke only two words as he saw instantly what this man before him could do if he so chose. "Skeleton Key." just two simple words and Roulette froze in place and collapsed in upon himself like a inward somersault into himself then disappearing, only to reappear across the island out cold. Jones would not tell him how he simply dropped out cold, that when Jones began the memory blocks and mental guards he created a simple key phrase to pull forth the single most powerful personality for a single microsecond. In that moment the personality would remove Roulette from the situation and placing him at a random place on the Island.

Now it was only Jones and his new islander, he spoke his name and changed his appearance but it was his words that struck Jones the deepest. He knew of names that only Gene knew over the thousand years of life, thousands of years before he even had this host body. Names long forgotten, but apparently never forgot Gene. Names that soon would be coming for a creature that no longer resided in this body, Jones scoffed and waved a hand at the man before him "Zett was it? Find your bearings and leave my home. What you speak of is long dead, and no longer capable of enacting any revenge. Gene is no more, or at the very least is no longer my problem." he took a step away and felt something in the back of his mind telling him to stop, he wanted to ignore it but he simply couldn't. Without turning around he waved his arm gesturing for the young alien to follow "Come on, we have plenty of food and drink. Tell me what you remember on the way up to camp....my friend should be-" just as he spoke Roulette ported back next to him "The hell was that? One second I am next to you about to poke him, the next I wake up across the Island?" shaking his head at his instinctual reaction to protect those around him he smiled "Habit...sorry creature of habit you could say, made sure you were safe." he said walking up the sand dunes towards the main complex of the Island

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@darkchild:

Loved it, One question though. Should I try to tie in with Dwronin and Knighthunter, or are we doing our own thing????)

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Shortly after Jones began creating his new home for Redemption something happened to wash ashore, it was the young man Ronin. Battered and covered in wounds that made even Jones a bit proud to see someone so young survive, he made sure that Roulette had not made his mark on the young body. Roulette had gone a bit insane and thought Ronin was the next shipment of food, a good long discussion had to be made on what was food and what was not, but Ronin survived the first nights with almost no scars.

Jones left his reasoning on how he showed up on his shore to the young Ronin, he did not worry about the young man as he held no ill intent in his heart. Scanning his mind as he slept made sure that was true, and quickly over the three months it took to build the Island Ronin had become something close to Jones. Not a son but someone he could trust without a doubt, even though neither knew exactly what the other intended. It was as if a Samurai had met another from another Shogun, they knew they could kill each other but if their needs met each others without hassle they continued on allowing the other to live and soon they began to coexist. So Jones finding Ronin alone for the moment finding some solitude and alone moment was not something he needed to worry himself with, it was the man who slowly walked up the shore and made small talk with Ronin.

Something about him was blaring blasting a very obvious clue into his mindand soon Jones need not to see into his blood to tell what he was, he was a Cajun no doubt about it. He could smell it on him, and it was obvious that the young man knew nothing. They flaunt it whenever they get the chance, all he needed to figure out now was what line he came from. He had a gut feeling that Jean was somewhere at the top of that list, that name never strayed too far from Gen and now Jones would have to deal with its lineage as well. Shaking his head he knew what a darker minded person would do, but blood does not dictate who one is, it does not control the soul and hopefully this young Auditore would not follow in his families chain of misery. As he stood watching the two and before making his presence known he muttered "Thank god he isn't a Liafador"

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@lifenergy: our own thing. Too many in an area would be confusing

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That is a damn good location.

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@lifenergy: our own thing. Too many in an area would be confusing

Got it, I'll try to get a post up soon!

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@darkchild: I love what you wrote about Jones and Ronin's relationship. So friggen cool, dude! I'll wait for Knighthunters response, unless you'd rather split the meetings.

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Post’ll be down today.

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@dwronin: either way I'm happy loving this

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Zett was in pain. The fall took a lot out of him. Although he suffered no broken bones, his body ached from head to toe. Smashing into an asteroid is one thing, but falling from another galaxy is another. His vision still blurry, he had a loud ringing in his ears, and his legs were to feeble to stand. Yet even when he extended a hand out for assistance, none was given. Eventually Zett slowly rose to his feet under his own merit, trying desperately to regain his memories of the last few hours. But even after he so awkwardly put it, “but I can’t for the life of me figure out what I am doing here?!?!” he never expected such a cold response. With a less than gracious attitude, the owner of Redemption Island, literally turned his back on him and in a cold and distant way answered back, “Find your bearings and leave my home.” Immediately, Zett could hear the sadness in the strangers tone, even hidden behind his outward intent and wanted deeply to see if he could help him in anyway. But the fact was Jones insisted he leave and as such, Zett was ready to fly away.

Suddenly everything changed, as Jones came to a quick halt. Without ever turning around he raised his hand over his shoulder, and with just a wave, beckoned Zett to follow him. Immediately, Zett began asking himself, “whats with the abrupt change? Are you kidding me? Is this some kind of a joke?” But Jones made his intentions clear when he said, "Come on, we have plenty of food and drink. Tell me what you remember on the way up to camp....my friend should be-" But before anyone could react, a new figure appeared from nowhere, without any rhyme or reason. Oddly enough Zett treated the stranger’s radical appearance as the norm and even prepared to greet him in a warm and welcome way, but once again it was Jones who spoke up first, as he gave the stranger an awkward apology, that seemingly managed to work!

Once again Zett’s mind was spinning as he tried to fathom what was going on around him. The Island itself gave off a pleasing aura, one in which Zett could firmly embrace. But the two people he met there, seemed out of place?!?!. Despite their offsetting mood, Zett could use a cold meal and with a nod of agreement and a welcoming, “I’d be honored to join you..” he humbly followed them up a trail to the populated region of the Island! Unfortunately for Jones and Roulette, Zett was uncomfortable with long silences, and as such kept talking a mile a minute. Questioning everything from ‘how long has the Island been here?’ to ‘how many people live here?’ one question fell after another. But oddly enough he stayed clear of the big ones like, “Where am I? and ‘who are you two?’ feeling those would be the first two answered once they reached their destination. But once again as they walked on, a random thought raced through his head, one he could not understand. Mixed with blurry images and incoherent sounds, one name, or word, kept flashing around in his subconscious until he had to say something. Therefore, in the mix of all his inane questions, the last one he asked was, “and does this word have any meaning to either of you..” The next word he would mention would be another word only Gen would know, and for any known reason, but on the scale of cosmic events, if Zett were to ask, it would have a much, deeper, meaning!!

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He had never seen such a dejected sight soul unravel before him, conscious trembling over thoughts as much as it trembled over words. “This is no good, you cannot simply be “no one.” - “The good, the bad - the heroic, the evil; even those who lie in-between. Have an identity.” An arm lost, as too an identity, “and it seems you lost yours,” he gestured towards Ozzy’s garbed shoulder, “or… took it back.” Proceeding a few steps forward August stood right-beside Ozzy peering into the Sun’s orange cast.

His voice, aspiringly charming and his movement suave and principally elegant. “So I ask again, who are you?”

If you don't mind, I decided to change accounts :D

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Ronin could feel the cauldron of his mind bubbling up with emotions from August's words. Doubt, fear, sorrow and....anger. The Umbra Ninja's eyes darted towards the visitor, he was ready to unleashed a string of thoughtless, uncalled for, and hollow words at the man, but stopped himself, noticing something in the distance. His eyes didn't flicker away from Auditore, but his shoulders eased as he saw in his peripheral sight, the looming, hulking, man peeking through the the tree line.

Many knew Jones as The Undying, The Fifth Force of Nature, The Genocide Incarnate, but Ronin knew him as one simple word...friend. Jones was as old as time, one of the most powerful beings to walk the face of the earth, seeing millions of other lives come and go; Ronin was just a man, he had pushed that term, "man" to the very limits with his almost infinite skills and knowledge, but he was still just that. Yet the two had much in common. Two evil reflections of themselves that have literally and figuratively haunted them both their entire lives.

The two both knew what it was like to be puppets, to be forced to do things that would forever haunt their very beings. Still, it took some time for them to both realize how alike they really were. Ronin thought of the two months before, after he had finally healed from the wounds that were inadvertently caused by his darker half. He kept his distance from the other two that called the island home, but one night he was approached by Jones. The two shared drinks, but sat in silence for some time until the two began to slowly open up to each other.

"I'm afraid to go to sleep." Ronins eyes were visibly haunted, illuminated by the fire he had created on the sand, "I'm afraid that I will rest my eyes and the people I murdered will come to me, and seeing them will kill me." After he had spoken those words, Ozzy Winters and Jones would have an unbreakable bond, one built on understanding and maybe even brotherhood.

Seeing his friends mighty silhouetted shape, he thought of the unspoken promise between them. The promise that they would do better, BE better. He sighed, taking a seat on the pale, warm sand. He beckoned The Charismatic Connoisseur to sit by his side. August Auditore was partially right, he had lost his identity, but he didn't take it back, at least not yet.

"I've lost who I was....or maybe I never truly was that person." He thought back, believing what he said was true. He was TOO happy as Ronin, The Leader of The Children of The Damned. His happiness let his guard down, allowing all that transpired to happen. The saddest part being that it was all a lie, he put on a brave face and tried to turn away from his past back then, but in truth he was denying what was in his inner core. "My name is Ozzy Winters, but I'm not that person anymore. I don't think I'm anyone right now...but maybe I'm becoming someone."

Unsure of why such honesty had easily escaped his lips, he decided to mask it with a question of his own. "This place is very hard to find, I don't think you came here just to see the sights.....as beautiful as they are. I also feel as though you knew who I was and the question was a loaded one. So again, how can I help you?"

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Badass both of you will have something this weekend

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Making himself known to the two men he stood listening to their conversation as he looked out into the horizon as the sun rose, such colors shined as he embraced the warmth of its coming into view. It rose mighty in the sky slowly, something about it made him feel embraced with energy. Outstretching his arms he embraced its energies and they filled him fully. Something Roulette allowed him to take from him but only a fraction of a personality known as Sonrisa, he enjoyed her ability to absorb the energies from the sun. Something he did every morning and this one was no different, albeit now he had an audience as he did so.

Ozzy was one who had seen it only briefly before or more in the immediate reaction Jones had after doing such a thing, he was chipper immediately after absorbing its energies. Today he turned and faced the two men and spoke "Ozzy, August.." immediately giving away that he knew the young man, but he would only know he knew him by name, not how much exactly he knew about him. He would not tell him of his heritage just yet "Please follow me, such introductions should be done with a full belly. Roulette has as usual prepared a bountiful breakfast....well Sam did....Ozz you understand...haha we can explain Roulette unique personality to our new arrival as we go.." moving past the two men he began to walk towards the main complex. Mentally he spoke with Oz "He does not mean us immediate harm, No need for such walls. Let us see what he wishes of us, then we can decide if the new system needs to be tested." over the past week Ozzy and Jones along with Zett have began preparations on a defense system built into the Island, one that synced itself with the Islands budding sentient mind.

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It had been sometime since he heard such exuberance in someone, the young soul who had literally fallen into his lap had so many questions, so many innocuous questions about the Island and all that came with it. It brought a smile to Jones something that lately hadn't been an occurrence even weekly. The Island was a place for Jones to try and redeem himself, yet so far he had only had a moment of redemption and that was with Oz when he arrived almost dead he had brought him back to life in a way. Now it was another soul who had fallen onto Jones shoulder, and he was given a chance to bring the young man back to life and help him with his memories.

But the most curious thing about this Zett was he had no memory of his own life prior to falling, but he had much to say about Jones life and more importantly his life before he could call himself by any name but Gen. All his previous questions became obsolete when he mentioned a single name Judith, more importantly saying her name as Jude. Something only Gene did, she was a heinous creature one that even rivaled Gene himself. She was his queen during his time in the body of Adolf Hitler, and until now Jones had been at peace with the knowledge that with Adolf she died in his lovers body.

He hung his head in sorrow knowing that she would raise her head and terror once again, he looked at the young man as the two both sipped from there drinks and asked "What exactly are you telling me Zett, that you have memories of my past....or of my future? Because if they are to come true, I need to prepare the world if it is imminent, my past is ugly and full of power this world cannot fathom..."

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Nice posts! I’ll make sure to get something soon.

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@nouveau-riche: I'll wait for your post before I go again (:

@darkchild:Awesome work! I love the edits too. Those animals are sweet! Now I want a familiar haha.

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He had sensed the anger radiating his body, every tensed muscle - twitched fibers, he could feel it. The Umbral Soldier was no more though what had remained of him seemed to have stroked a much larger painting than what came to eye. There was no indication of his presence, Jones. Bristles of Flora and Fauna wavered as Jones stood reserve. 'Twas an unsettling presence, it seems that August wasn't the only on that sported a charismatic attitude of the whole situation.

"My name is Ozzy Winters, but I'm not that person anymore. I don't think I'm anyone right now...but maybe I'm becoming someone."

"Lo sabía, I just wanted to hear you say it," a subtle yet, enigmatic grin formed from each corner of his mouth, "of course you're that person. No matter what hardships you dealt with, there'll never be such a force that'd restrict a man from his freedom." As he almost sat near the sand-imbedded fire, his voice - Jones, unveiled. Like a hand, it grasped. It caught his attention as much it'd catch any other.

"Ozzy, August.."

With a simple turn, August had now stood before a man - a man whom held more lasting memories the ordinary human could comprehend. Though he could. The past held many truths, the present unveiled truths, and the future bludgeoned the very meaning. And from what he had seen, Jones had lived through all three. "Why hello there, one of few people who reside on this island I suppose?" As beckoned, August followed Jones' track - a path of which led to the very complex of Alfada' Waleuzla

"Quite a lovely place you got here"

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It wasn’t long until Zett was treated to a buffet, in a main dining hall filled with every meal imaginable. Not only was it food known to this world but countless others as well. Unfortunately not from his home world Vargus, but then it was on the far side of the galaxy. Still, he ate heartedly sampling all the many dishes, but took greater pride in the drinks. It had been years since he had a good drink and the fact was he was getting a bit tipsy. But the tipsier he got the more questions he asked and the more questions he asked the more answers he got. Except for one. No matter how he phrased the question, Jones spoke very little about why he was on Redemption Island, other then his need for self reflection.

Soon after sipping on something called ‘Brandy’ Zett’s thoughts raced back to that one word dancing around his subconscious. It was a simple name, one that meant nothing to him other than it carried a great deal of importance. Unsure how to exactly bring up the issue again, he choose to be a straight shooter and just ask, “I apologize deeply, but I must know. Does the name Jude have any meaning to you? Any meaning at all?” Immediately, Zett noticed a change in his host’s expression, giving away more detail than his answer, but being the man he is, Jones was more interest in what meaning it had to Zett, rather than himself. Therefore with great curiosity, and a bit of pride, inquired back, "What exactly are you telling me Zett, that you have memories of my past....or of my future? Because if they are to come true, I need to prepare the world if it is imminent, my past is ugly and full of power this world cannot fathom…"

Immediately, Zett began coughing wildly as his brandy went down the wrong pipe and even spit a little over the prestigious tablecloth. “I’m (uh hum) did not mean to offend you, Great Jones!” Slowly yet methodically he began cleaning up his mess, shy like after hearing the tone in his host voice. Avoiding direct eye contact he continues, “It’s just, well how should I put it….” he clears his throat, “I’m drawn to specific events, beginnings as I call them, Some minor, some on a galactic cosmic scale.” Finally he throws his napkin on the table, then looks Jones straight in the eye. "Something big is going to begin here, and for the life of me I don’t know what! All I do know is I must be here to observe it and make sure that “All's Well That Ends Well!” Once again he leans back in his chair, but in a very passive aggressive way, “I do hope I bring you no ill will, but again, something big is in motion!

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Can't wait to see Ronin post loving what's going on here. So many possibilities

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Thanks man, I'm having a blast! Could you send me a link on Roulettes bio? I tried finding it, but no luck lol

My post will be up tomorrow afternoon!

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@dwronin: technically his bio is crazy eights buuuuut i have not updated it in months let alone have it linked with any new info. hit me up in pm

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Cant wait to comeback and launch this place into space

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@raysh_al_shaytan: three things

Been too long since we had a legit rivalry that needs to/will change I'm sure

One time one time I did something monumentally dumb lmao this is very much staying earthbound

You wish you had island monsters like me

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The visitors words of wisdom radiated with the Shinobi Avenger, but he would not allow himself to hold onto any sense of hope, not yet. Ronin needed to prove to himself that his mind was no longer in danger of outside invaders and in extension, innocent people weren't in danger of him. Again, August Auditore did not tell Oz why he was on this island nor what he wanted from Ronin, but before he could push further Jones stepped in.

As jovial as the former Gen was, there was still a sense of power shifting whenever he entered a room. As if all the electricity on the island was conducted through this man. Ronin first believed it was because of his hosts ability to absorb energy from the sun, but now in a spiritual sense, he believed it was the universe telling all that one of the most important beings on the planet was present. It was no different than when your hair stood up, your skin began to tingle, and you tasted metal right before lightning struck. It was as if the world didn't get the message that Jones was now on the side of the angels and was trying to warn all of us of his presence.

Still Oz was able to easily ignore these signs, being what he believed was a good judge of character. He knew Jones was good inside, just with a large shadow looming over him, as Ronin had himself. He was surprised to hear that Jones knew of August, how much did he know? Ronin allowed their guest to walk slightly ahead so Ronin could give his psychic friend a slight nod. "I also don't believe he is here to cause us harm, at least not intentionally, but I believe he's here for me." Ronin sent a message back. Finally the Umbra Ninja spoke aloud for August to hear.

"This island is a testament to the ability of redemption from solitude. I've healed from many physical wounds thanks to the unique properties of the plant and algae life on the island, but also something about its energy has begun to heal my mind as well." Ronin believed this to be thanks to Shion, the avatar of Alfada Waleuzla. Whatever she truly was, she was a being of healing and happiness. Ronin chuckled, unable to put Roulettes 'uniqueness' into words. "I'll leave explaining Roulette to you, Jay."

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Damn, I’m loving this so far

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