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ReGenesis Games: Final Level

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(OOC: What happened? This was so active just two days ago! <.<

Oh, and there is no portal to Level 3, Ratiosu. The Level shifts based on a single requirement that must be fulfilled. Everyone advances together. Just get Gale up to high ground. I'm also kinda worried about the length of that post, I don't want a mod to come in here and start giving warnings...)
 
"What am I? A next door neighbor?" Aya muttered to himself, the Rapidash was oogling the Latias as if it were an exhibit in a museum. Or maybe it was just the way he saw things. He tended to see things that way. At least the Rapidash was a player, so he hoped he had nothing to fear from it, by now, he was extremely on edge, and ready to defend against any attack. Or so he hoped. But the volcano seemed to be very close to erupting. He thought he could see small rivulets of lava running down its side, either that or he was imagining it. He might have been, in his terror at the erupting volcano.


"Guys, I hate to break this to you, but we've got to get moving...now." Aya said, addressing just about everyone within range. "If you want, we could stick together and get somewhere safer, until this is all over, they say there's always safety in numbers. Or we could split up like we were before and find our own way out, but you've got to decide quickly or we're done for. And frankly, I'm not ready to die yet." He muttered under his breath, remembering that voice. Here he was taking control like a leader, he wasn't a leader, he had never been a leader. But none of that now, they had to get to higher ground at the very least, either that or hope to escape the streams of hot ash and lava that were sure to issue from the volcano as it erupted. At least they had a small amount of time to get to safety, and he shifted from foot to foot nervously, thinking that he might take off on his own, though he probably would never be able to do that. He had always put friends first, not family, as he had none, and never himself, it was just the way things were.
 
Lukai suddenly grew back to his normal size. Instead of just waiting for Arin to put him down, he kicked Arin in the chest, freeing himself onto the ground, where he started running after them. "Oh, Arin I am sorry for kicking.. just the urge to be normal again.."

Well, thanks, Arin thought. That's what I get for being nice... a kick in the chest. She cut off the thought from being broadcasted to everyone around her though. Lukai continued to talk about something, but Arin wasn't paying attention.

"What am I? A next door neighbor?" Aya muttered to himself quietly, although not quietly enough for Arin not to detect it through her psychic senses. She wasn't wrong at all when she assumed that he was a loner of a Pokemon. "Guys, I hate to break this to you, but we've got to get moving...now," he continued. "If you want, we could stick together and get somewhere safer, until this is all over, they say there's always safety in numbers. Or we could split up like we were before and find our own way out, but you've got to decide quickly or we're done for. And frankly, I'm not ready to die yet."

Arin nodded her head in agreement. "I dunno about you guys, but I think we should stick together." They continued up the side of the valley; the other Pokemon were distinctly lagging slightly, having to climb uphill.

A roar sounded behind them, and Arin glanced back just a second. Tearing through the ground behind them, like some sort of land torpedo or a tubular shark, was the Death Worm, its body halfway submerged into the ground, its gaping maw open like a black void into which the entire world could be drained into, and one gigantic mandible, like the crescent moon, rising above the ground. It was after them.

Oh, Arceus. For whatever reason, the Death Worm terrified Arin. And it was gaining on them. "Split, guys!" she called, and dodged to the side.

The worm suddenly changed direction, and burrowed right into the ground. How anything that big could move so quickly, let alone dig that quickly, was beyond her.

She rose up into the air. What was going on now?

Fwoosh. Like a skyscraper being built before their eyes, the Death Worm jumped out of the ground, just like it was when attacking that Pidgeot earlier. It curved downwards in a lazy parabolic curve, and opened its maw; Arin was about to be swallowed whole.

Sheer terror made Arin's body freeze for a second. Then, she recovered, and acted, dodging to the side. Not quickly enough; one of the mandibles caught her, and although she avoid the mouth, she hit the right mandible and bounced off, the wind knocked out of her chest. She began to fall, and couldn't slow down fast enough to avoid crashing into the tree branches. Slowly she rose back into the air, wincing and gasping for breath.

Krakooooooooom...

The deep roar tore apart the atmosphere, rending apart the atmosphere, a deafening blast that sent Arin reeling. The entire side of the volcano blew out, and a massive landslide of rock roared down the mountain, sending up an immense avalanche of superheated rock and ash racing into the valley near supersonic speed. This was called pyroclastic flow, the most deadly part of any volcanic eruption, superheated hurricanes of rock and ash too fast to escape that would incinerate anything in their path. A gigantic pillar of ash blew into the sky, mushrooming into a gray tower that would become over 16 miles tall. The massive gray avalanche torrented down the mountain into the forest, obliterating everything in its path.

Arin didn't need to see anymore. She flew for the edge of the valley as fast as she could, and called out below in her loudest voice, "RUN!"

The pyroclastic flows raced across the landscape, and began to enter the valley...

(OOC: A better visual interpretation can be found here. Doesn't show the entire eruption, but I expect you can imagine Mt. St. Helens... Level 3 coming soon!)
 
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Gale looked down onto the ground. The flowing magma had barely grasped onto her, burning her to a crisp.

"Well, at least my time of death isn't now..." Gale muttered. She sighed, and looked towards where the creature had dashed off.

"So... I wonder if they've been hired to kill me. Or perhaps, is someone else behind this? No matter. All I need to do now is wait for level 3..." She looked down, and noticed the Rapidash, still with the Marowak. And the Absol, still with the Latias.

"Looks like they're getting to high ground too," Gale muttered under her breath. "Heh, I'm already safe, thanks to that strange assassin-like creature. I can't say why I consider it to be an assassin, seeing how it's small and all, but there's definitely more than meets the eye; 'tis all I can say..." Gale then began humming that haunting tune the flute had played, stuck in her head for perhaps all eternity. Tears started streaming down her eyes as she hummed the familiar tune, as if it had had a melodramatic impact on her. She then stopped, and tried humming the sad tune, which the flute had seldomly played, as best as she could. She didn't cry as she hummed it for some reason. Perhaps she was more prone to haunting tunes? Gale really couldn't answer. She peered at her lucky necklace, then continued humming the sad tune.
 
Aya didn't have much time to respond before he, too, was taken by suprise by that...creature, whatever it happened to be. He wasn't taking any chances, acting on instinct, he used a Razor Wind attack, the scythe glowing on his head for a moment as he readied himself and took aim.

Then he scythed his head downward, releasing multiple cresent blades of wind moving so fast, it was much like cresent razor sharp projectiles being thrown towards the creature. He was careful not to accidentally hit any of the players, or Arin, who counted as a player, but was in the air, making it easier for her to be hit by his attack accidentaly. Fortunately, the attack seemed to miss Arin, heading for the creature, but at that moment Aya couldn't watch any longer, and so he didn't know if it had missed or not.

Everyone seemed to be fleeing, and he didn't need convincing. Terror tore at him as he saw a shadow fall over him, could it be that creature he had just attacked? Apparently yes. It didn't really seem to be after him, rather, it seemed to be after the Latias, but as he watched it lowered its head towards him. Involuntarily, an ice blue ball formed in his mouth, and he released a powerful ice beam, fueled by his fear and desperation to just get away from that thing. The creature was momentarily frozen, but, Aya couldn't believe it, it shattered the ice in a few seconds. Too powerful, that creature is just too powerful. RUN! He thought, the forest becoming a blur around him as a dull, thundering roar filled the area. The volcano. He thought desperately, it's begun.
 
The further she went, the less space she felt between herself and Gremlin.

<It's not that I'm concerned for the Players. It's just disappointing that they die so easily. That's all.> he insisted in an odd tone. She resisted the urge to giggle.

<You saved your prey?> Amethyst frowned at his tone - was that forbidden or something? She was still going to kill it. It wasn't saving so much as waiting. <Well, I've always found Pokemon to be more interesting than humans. Humans, after all, aren't very tuned in to nature, don't have special abilities, and are basically pretty frail.> he paused and for a moment, all Amethyst heard was the loud thumping of her three hearts as she darted between trees and bushes. Stealth? What stealth? Sure, she could have probably manipulated something to get her across faster...But the thrill, the adrenaline - well, the equivalent, anyway - was something she loved. It made the sometimes tedious first levels okay.

<Are you going to do anything yet? The Marowak's yours, right?> he asked Amethyst, sounding rather curious. Amethyst thought for a moment.

<Yeah, mine. I'll probably attack at it soon... It's getting awfully close to that Rapidash, I reckon, and that's not good, nope.> She wiggled her torso somewhat, seeing as she had no neck. Amethyst could see the other Pokemon, now, as well. A Latias, Absol, Rapidash, and, of course, her Marowak. <I need it to be on its own. Hmm,> she murmured thoughtfully. <I should probably contact the Chasers of the other Pokemon...> Amethyst switched the function in her mind...Now the players were outlined in a bright blue, shimmering, and lines connecting them to their Chaser...And the closest of them (besides Gremlin), was a female Chaser - Ninekun. Amethyst felt a tremor run up her exoskeleton. She had been raised on tales of Ninekun and the elder Chaser always seemed particularly...exciting and dangerous.

<Hello, hello, Ninekun?> She shifted her mind, stretching out to connect mentally with Ninekun's. Amethyst focused, keeping her connection with Gremlin open - he was interesting. <This is Amethyst. You probably never've heard of me before, but...> Amethyst shrugged mentally. <'nyways, my Player's kinda near yours and I was wondering if you wanted...wanted to team up, 'nd scare 'em real bad?> She braced herself for a rebuff - for a 'yeah, like I need your help, you little nobody' - and hardened her resolve.
 
Sorry, but I'm a bit caught up in the other rp I'm in. I'm not gonna be able to post. so, count me out of the RP.
 
After seemingly thinking for a moment, Amethyst replied, <Yeah, mine. I'll probably attack at it soon... It's getting awfully close to that Rapidash, I reckon, and that's not good, nope.> Nodding mentally in agreement, he waited for her to continue. <I need it to be on its own. Hmm,> she murmured thoughtfully. <I should probably contact the Chasers of the other Pokemon...>

Feeling her mind stretch out while keep contact with him, Grem felt Amethyst's mind-and through her Grem's-connect to a Chaser named Ninekun. Gasping before he set a mental wall around his feeling, he felt a mixture of wonder, anguish, and dread at meeting such a famous Chaser. He usually tried to avoid meeting those like her, fearing that they would resent him because of his history of not killing. Keeping silent himself, he heard Amethyst start talking to Ninekun.


<Hello, hello, Ninekun? This is Amethyst. You probably never've heard of me before, but...> He felt her shrug mentally. <'nyways, my Player's kinda near yours and I was wondering if you wanted...wanted to team up, 'nd scare 'em real bad?>

Looking around from the tree that he sat upon, Grem realized that he'd wasted a lot of time just waiting around in one place. By now, it seemed liked he'd seen just about every Player, who was going to live, escaped-or, in the case of the Latias and company, escaping- the valley except his own prey. He sniffed the air, trying to pick up her scent, but could smell nothing besides ash and smoke.

Suddenly, there was a huge explosion from the volcano, sending a wave of molten rock and ash toward the valley. Eyes widening at the sheer power and speed of the avalanche, he wondered if the Latias and other Pokemon would escape it. I can't think about that though. It's up to Ninekun and Amethyst now. Shaking his head as if to wake himself up, he set off to find Gale, still keeping an eye on the drama going on below.
 
Then the whole side of the hill was melted into magma, and began to slide.

"RUN!" Arin screamed, and headed for higher ground.

Instinct grasped me tightly, and caused me to leap. I landed on a thick slatte of shale, my hooves clattering loudly on the mineral. Another leap, and I was closer to Arin.

There was something behind me, (Jaydin Knight) I could feel it. It was... stalking me. I was sure of it. I sped up, surpassing 150 mph. A leap sped me up to 190. Another leap, 200. I was at my limit, for sure, and running as hard as I possibly could. I levelled out with the Latias moving slightly ahead of her, panting slightly. I eventually passed the Latias, and moved far ahead of her. I stopped in my tracks once I came to a rocky ledge, looked back, and began to leap from ledge to ledge, advancing upwards. I stopped to wait for the others, my pretty white star showing clearly. I neighed and reared up, telling them to hurry.
 
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Aya panted as he managed to make one last desperate leap, and dodged to the side to avoid a thin stream of lava. It was almost a situation fit to cause panic. He noticed the Rapidash, whoever her name was, was following them. Well, he didn't have any problem with that, she couldn't be dangerous, but he didn't know her name either. He'd ask later, when they were safe. For now...

He snarled as he slashed down with his claws upon a bat that had suddenly flown out at him, before freezing it with ice beam. It fell with a loud thunk onto the ground, its face frozen in an expression of rage and surprise. A stream of lava was trickling towards the frozen block that contained the bat thing, and he though with satisfaction, good.

He seemed to be more ruthless and merciless all of a sudden, this whole thing, it had made him ready to kill in order to defend himself, and Arin too, now that he had gained a friend, or an ally, at least. Maybe the Rapidash too, once he learned her name, he leaped upwards, his claws scrabbling on a ledge, somehow, he managed to scramble on, not gracefully, but at least he had a chance to survive. He leapt from ledge to ledge on the strange rock face, many large rocks jutted out, and he jumped from rock to rock, moving up the cliff face.

Just then, he felt his claws slip, and, clawing for a grip, began to fall, many feet between him and the ground. He didn't make a sound, instead twisting in the air, an almost pitiful sight to behold, and managed to grasp onto another ledge. A miracle. He thought gratefully as he pulled himself up, and made a large leap, traveling in an arc through the air as he landed on all four feet, before beginning his journey upwards again, marveling at his luck.
 
The pyroclastic flows poured into the valley, like a tidal wave of superheated rock and ash, racing up the sides then falling back down. It ran the entire length of the valley, and the gray clouds of ash pillowed up miles into the air. It was snowing that same ash now, and Arin had a hacking cough. Breathing in ash was terrible, the stuff would mix in with the water in your lungs, causing you to drown in what is basically liquid cement.

She glanced back at the volcano. A towering column of ash, immense beyond comprehension, pillowed into the sky. Lighting flashed within, and reached out to strike the other clouds. Lava, molten orange, flowed down the sides.

Wait a minute, she thought, confused, then coughed again. Gray speckles appeared on her hand as she did so. The lava was forming... a shape. A circle. Yes, the lava was creating a perfect circle on the mountain. And now, another vent opened up within the circle, oozing out a straight line that ran down the center. What was this? The lava... it was forming a letter. No, not a letter, Arin corrected herself, a number. The Game had inscribed a flaming symbol within the circle, carved into the mountain by rock thousands of degrees.

1

Suddenly, the terrible rumbling of the volcano, the sounds of the pyroclastic flows roaring through the valley, the pitter-patter of the falling ash, ceased. Arin looked around. It wasn't just the sounds, everything had frozen. She looked down. Everything, that was, except for the Players. (and although she didn't know it, the Chasers, although they were not allowed to attack while the Game was in this stage either)

"Congratulations..." the voice, the one from earlier, said. But now it was in a much darker, more sinister tone. "You have passed Level 2."

Arin suddenly felt extremely heavy, and she descended back to ground level, next to the Rapidash and Aya, then coughed again, causing gray speckles to appear all over the dirt.

Then suddenly, the entire enviroment just dematerialized. The trees, the soil, they all became cubified, and the cubes dissolved into each other, falling back into the ground. The volcano, the ash, they all disappeared. Another rumbling, and a gigantic amount of dust was thrown into the air, obscuring everything. Arin coughed again, although the feeling of the ash in her lungs had disappeared.

When the dust settled, they were in a city. But it was unlike any city she had ever seen. The buildings, they were all identical gray facades, concrete, with simplest square windows arranged in perfect geometric formation. All the buildings were exactly the same, and they lined the street. The street was no ordinary street, it twisted and turned in ways no ordinary street should, or could. Arin looked down the street, and it looked like something an artist, a master of optical illusions, would paint. Cars, automobiles of all shapes lined the sides of the street, and there were the occasional manholes and alleys. None of the buildings had a door.

Level 3: The City of Labryinths
An abandoned ghost town, this isn't the urban jungle, this is the urban maze. Players must find their way through the twisted streets and out of the city to complete the level. But beware, danger lurks in every dark alley, and what seems harmless at first can kill you... Machines are your best friend here, and your worst enemy.


"WELCOME TO APOKALIPS CITY!" the voice boomed, its tone distinctly more sunny and bouncy than before. "Find your way out to advance to Level 4! For references purposes, the tower is at the center of the city, so move in the general direction of away from it! A warning to all creatures capable of flight: Advancing above rooftop levels for more than five seconds will result in an unsatisfacory mark on your record and a stern warning. Followed by death." As though to emphasize its words, a pair of jet fighters zoomed overhead, the sonic booms echoing between the buildings on either side of the street. "Have fun!"
 
The...circle... The lava formed a circle. It was oozing into that circle, creating a...symbol of some sort? No wait, a number?

"1," Gale read. She looked at it with confusion in her eyes. Wonder what it means... She then noticed everything around her had...froze, as if time itself had stopped, and only Gale (and perhaps any others, as Gale assumed) could move. She heard the booming voice, and realized that creature from earlier had helped her pass this level.

"Thank you, whoever you were..." Gale muttered. She suddenly felt as if a huge clump of mass had gathered inside of her, and she immediately fell to the ground. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't even feel her body. Everything seemed like it was...drifting... It was not long until Gale closed her eyes, unaware of all the changes around her.

-Level 3: The City of Labyrinths-

When she had regained consciousness, Gale looked around at the landscape. All sorts of vehicles and metallic components were crowding the large area. What the heck? Gale thought. Where is this?

"Welcome to Level 3," the voice boomed from above. Gale nodded, and let out a sigh of relief. The voice continued, "This is Apoklips City! Can't say much more for now, as you seem like a smart one! Good luck!" The voice died down, and Gale looked up at the sky in scorn.

"Hey!" she shouted. "I still need help nonetheless! Geez..." Knowing the source of the voice probably couldn't hear her, Gale snorted and headed down towards the heart of the area she was in. Occasionally she looked around to recognize her surroundings, so she would know where she had been and where she hadn't. It was then that she reached a sign.

"For references purposes, the tower is at the center of the city, so move in the general direction of away from it! A warning to all creatures capable of flight: Advancing above rooftop levels for more than five seconds will result in an unsatisfacory mark on your record and a stern warning. Followed by death," Gale read. "Well, how threatening. Better watch it..." She smirked at the word "death". I've been through near-death experiences before; surely I can survive this. But then again, I shouldn't underestimate the power of this game... She turned around and saw the tower mentioned on the sign. She took one quick glance on it, pasting it in her never-ending memory, then pivoted a full 180 degrees and walked off, in search of finding someone...or rather, something, to help.
 
I was breathless.

"We mad it," I whispered, "We made it. But there are other levels..."

I saw the tower that loomed above the center of the city.

Away from the tower.

I turned my back to the tower.

"We have to move, and fast." I said to the others. "I want to get out of this place and be free again."

Free...

The word rang in my ears. I began to trot down the street.

Free...
 
This one seems popular and interesting. I'll catch up and read the last pages, I was only able to skim the first one right now. Count me as a Chaser.


Name: Ariougashukei

Appearance:

Human: Black long sleeve shirt with chest zipper. Red Cotton Pants with black Vertical Stripes to the sides. Hair that glitters in all colors, Ray Ban Silver Glasses, tall for his age, and a mysterious black colored watch in his RIGHT arm.

Lvl 3 Appearance: 4 Legged short monster. Large Claws. Black Spikes pointing back from his back. Lava Red Legs. Feraligatr like appearance in the face, all of it red. The middle body is purple, and is about half the length of an average bed.



Personality: Very Moody. Usually Nerd-like and "Mexican". But can get extreme for 2 days when pissed off.

History: Grew up orphaned in an Orphan Home. He never knew his parents and is very smart. Very close to university grade lecture speed and has vast knowledge of algebra and space sciences.


Other: Wears glasses due to Astigmatism. Physically fit but very low stamina. Love Italian food. Knows English, Spanish, and Italian.
 
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-Level 3: city of Labrinths-

Mark was amazed that they had made it through level two, but level 3 seemed even more frightening.

Mark began to hack away at the honey-cast on his foot. It had enough time to heal by now.

Once the honey was fully removed, Mark shook his foot; sending golden flakes everywhere.

Mark hopped of the Rapidash and walked along side her.

"even though I'm all healed, I think we oughta stick together." Mark said. "I do apreciate the ride tough."
 
(OOC: AdvancedK9, I have 2 problems with your sign-up: 1. The Chasers have never lived outside the game, so you're going to have to completely redo your history. Sorry. You can keep the knowledge stuff though. 2. One line's not really enough for a personality, you should add at least 2-3 more sentences. Try adding likes, dislikes, hobbies, (if any), pet peeves, habits, any special way he has of doing things, etc.)
 
Ok, Let me Re-do That.

Name: Ariougashukei

Appearance:

Human: Black long sleeve shirt with chest zipper. Red Cotton Pants with black Vertical Stripes to the sides. Hair that glitters in all colors, Ray Ban Silver Glasses, tall for his age, and a mysterious black colored watch in his RIGHT arm.

Lvl 3 Appearance: 4 Legged short monster. Large Claws. Black Spikes pointing back from his back. Lava Red Legs. Feraligatr like appearance in the face, all of it red. The middle body is purple, and is about half the length of an average bed.



Personality: Very Moody. Usually Nerd-like and "Mexican". But can get extreme for 2 days when pissed off. Like to wander off into space a lot, but is very attentive is extreme situations. (Like Tests). He had a "brother" who died in an accident while killing an expert player. He didn't care, he hated him anyways. Nobody knows what emotions or thoughts cross his mind. But many are sure, he is weird yet, creative...

History: Ariougashukei was not really a good Chaser to be exact. He often wandered into his own world during a REAL chase. Sometimes it is worth it, as he tends to come up with massive traps that literally murder a very nice amount of players. One of his nice traps was a large trap hole with chemically reacted wood and grass to hide miscolor and not fall on their own creators. He killed about 7 Players with that trap. Another one, which was his best, was a museum art that had so much color and infatuation, it knocked unconsious all its starers, and the Chasers took it from there.

Other: Wears glasses. Physically fit but very low stamina. Love Italian food. Knows English, Spanish, and Italian.
 
(OOC: Chasers are only supposed to kill the Player that they're hunting, all the other ones are the prey of other Chasers and are off-limits. Fix that and you'll be accepted.)
 
OOC: I here, I here.

IC: Ninekun watched as her prey became safe, and then the world around her crumbled into a new world, a city, looking somewhat like New York City, one of the human places she'd heard of. She'd always loved the city - so busy, and you could blend in with anyone. For that reason, she could feel her body chemistry shifting to become something different.

Each level had a form, she knew, and this was no exception. Her wings and the hole in her back, while still there, faded into invisibility. She could feel her body chemistry changing and becoming that of her Player. Not Aya, just another Absol. To confuse them, and to get under Aya's skin. She'd pretend she was a friend...but then she'd attack.

As she was running towards the other Players, she heard a telepathic voice from the Chaser's communication center. <Hello, hello, Ninekun? This is Amethyst. You probably never've heard of me before, but...'nyways, my Player's kinda near yours and I was wondering if you wanted...wanted to team up, 'nd scare 'em real bad?>

Ninekun laughed. Amethyst. She'd heard of her before. But she'd never gotten to work with her, or even really see her before. She'd gathered from the other Players' conversations that her form in the Black Forest had been particularly disgusting and venomous, but she'd never gotten to see it.

<Hello, Amethyst,> she said, making herself sound as cold as she could. This Chaser was young, and she hadn't been nearly as experienced as Ninekun had. <I suppose we could work together...just be warned that I am one of the Abusoru. I'm going to try and trick them...maybe when we lead them to a dead end, I can disappear...and then we'll gang up on them.> She searched the database for Amethyst's Player...the Marowak named Mark. Naturally.

<Just don't attack any of the Abusoru. One's my prey, one's me. Got it?>

She headed off to the Players, and when they came into view (almost all of them together, those idiots), she put on the facade.

"Oh my god, I didn't think there was anyone else here, I got lost in level two and then that volcano started erupting!" She trotted over, very cat-like, to Aya and poured on the charm, luring him into a false sense of security. She rubbed her neck up against his and said, "I'm so glad to see another Absol here, I thought I was all alone."

She turned to the rest of the Players and said, "Maybe we can work together, I've been seeing some dangerous-looking things trying to attack us, it's been so scary, especially that weird Shedinja vampire thing." Perfect, if they thought she'd been attacked by what they knew as the Chaser Ninekun, it would be easier to believe she was innocent.

"Thank Arceus we're all here together now," she said.
 
All right. Thanks for the heads up.

History: Ariougashukei was not really a good Chaser to be exact. He often wandered into his own world during a REAL chase. Sometimes it is worth it, as he tends to come up with massive traps that literally murder the player he chased. One of his nice traps was a large trap hole with chemically reacted wood and grass to hide miscolor and not fall on their own creators. It was deep, and the player he chased then died a massive, bloody death. Another one, which was his best, was a museum art that had so much color and infatuation, it knocked unconsious the player he was chasing and took it from there.
 
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