oddsandends | 1st ♫ | If you're evil and you're on the rise...

[Scratch.

Shlick.

Howlite's katanas stuck in the rocky cliff face with perfect precision. With calculated grace, the Crystal Gem leapt from the surface and made their way down to the bottom using thin metal platforms, summoning each back to the speckled white gem on their forehead - there was no use being wasteful here, after all, and perhaps allowing some other corrupt monster to follow their trail. Dusting off their gloves and their star-shaped epaulettes, the next course of action was obvious.

...at least, to any creature with common sense.]

You, there! Will any monster in the vicinity please reveal themselves!

[And so they did. More than several, in fact, stalking out of the darkness. Shimmering crystalline wolves with gems protruding from their underbellies,and behind them a massive hound whose howl shook the ground beneath them. Diamond Dogs, they were called, but Howlite knew the truth of the matter.

Cubic zirconium.

Heat blazed around Howlite like a miniature sun. With a battle cry unlike any other, they assumed their fighting stance and rushed into combat, focus unmatched and yearning for justice.]

[ooc: powers include aura manipulation (specifically emotion aura/empowerment, indomitable will, and combat perception), and limited pyrokinesis.]

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[They didn't want to be here. Though, if they were honest, they didn't want to be back Home either. Charoite watched the battle from the top of the cliff, a near constant scowl on their face. They didn't have to worry about following Howlite's trail- with their telekinesis they could float down the moment they were ready to.

They COULD do so now. But instead they decided to just wait. Ideally the corrupted Gem could injured them enough that Charolite could just lift them up, finish them back down to their Gem, and leave. So annoyed was the Homeworld Gem, that perhaps they didn't work as hard to hide themselves while Howlite fought, fiddling with their headset and grumbling to themself.]

Edited 2015-04-23 17:26 (UTC)

[Energy resonating from people and objects - maybe both, in the case of Gems - ebbed and flowed through Howlite's consciousness like a waterfall crashing into a stagnant pool below. They could sense their every move, every twist and turn of combat laid out in front of them, five steps ahead. Focus sharp as a pinprick. Necessary focus, because it could all come crashing down in an instant if he let his guard down for just a single instant.

Even someone as attuned to the presence of others as Howlite could only handle so much at a time, and the violet Gem at the top of the cliff went unnoticed for a time. Expert swordsmanship, tactical strikes that could only be made by a warrior with millennia to their name, ducks and rolls and one final thrust of their weapon that put the largest dog to rest. They quickly took the shock of the pack ages as an opportunity to bubble the crystal in front of them, closing their eyes to form a grey sphere around the fallen friend.

...what was that?

Their head snapped around towards the source of the energy, staring up at the onlooker in awe. Not just an unlucky human who happened to stumble upon their fight, and from what they could tell, not a fellow Crystal Gem. The only remaining possibility stuck in their mind and blocked out all other thought. No, it couldn't be, No, they weren't supposed to--!

Panic was sharpened by the sudden agony that spread through his back from crashing into a rock wall, shoved backwards by the remaining pack of Diamond Dogs. Focus, focus -- but their mind was jumbled and distant from the sight of the Gem, concentration a hopeless ideal -- and they struggled to push the slobbering fangs of their pursuers back with the dull edge of their sword.]

[They had been told that there was one among the rebels that could sense and control auras. That they would be the one his mind reading and influencing abilities would be practically useless against.

Charoite was sure, once their attempt at scanning the other Gem was utterly blocked, that this was the one they had been warned against. And watching them fight, they knew that a one on one battle would not end well. They couldn't manage a melee fight with someone so experienced. And who's movements and thoughts they couldn't read at a glance.

So when Howlite noticed them and panicked, they couldn't help smirking. Dumbass. Now was their chance. So while the Crystal Gem fought to recompose themselves, Charoite reached out with their power, lifting near by boulders... focus, focus... it was hard to aim with larger things and so far away, after all.

But if they could just crush them in one go, they could dig up the gems later. Well, assuming they were still in one piece. Or close enough to one. With a bored sigh, they attacked.]

Nothing personal.

Rebel was a word Howlite hated emphatically. They had nor left of their own accord, after all, hadn't chosen their fate, wouldn't dare be associated with disorder. But then, their movement wasn't for laziness or chaos among worlds, but for justice, honor. Howlite was but a minor facet of the crusade, but a crusader nonetheless. No doubt the Homeworld thought of them as gutter trash. And if there was anything they were used to having to prove, it was their worth. That hard work could accomplish anything, even in the face of adversity.

A spark of inspiration came to them and they quickly pushed off the wall with their sword, kicking the dogs backward and coming back to their feet. That was it, now, get in the rhythm - they were never what one would call coordinated except at their desk and on the battlefield, but their blades carried their message for them, grunting with effort. Perhaps more cunning creatures could have done the job, but corrupted monsters like this didn't have the brainpower to outwit the Crystal Gem.

There. Now to take care of the other...

Matter at hand.

Howlite looked up to see a hulking shadow overhead, and had they a heartbeat, it would have stopped dead in their chest.

"Stop!" They exclaimed, dashing frantically out of the way seconds before the boulder plummeted to the ground. "What is it that you are here for?" They were certainly on guard, weapon stiff at their side, but Howlite always wanted to believe in the potential of people. This Gem, origins aside, was no different.

"Isn't it obvious? To apprehend you. Or well, not you specifically." They shrug, lifting up a tree next, not seeming to notice or care about the damage they were doing to the area. A few barely visible flicks of energy- like a heat wave or ripple in a pool- and they sliced off some of the branches, making the new weapon easier to aim and throw.

"They aren't too happy about you guys being here still, plotting things or sticking your Gems up your noses or whatever you've been doing for the last couple millennium. I'm just doing my job, so hold still so I don't take an arm or something by accident."

"I don't want to engage in pointless violence," They frowned, hands balling into fists. As much as Howlite believed in generosity, they were also a firm proponent of first impressions. "But protecting this planet has been my duty for thousands of years, and it won't be something I'll give up any time soon!"

Tensed, they summoned another sword and pressed the hilts together, preparing to block a strike. There were only so many things they could be planning with that projectile, and none of them were good.

"So I'm guessing surrender isn't happening." They huffed- but that was to be expected. Looked like they were going to actually make an effort. They were annoyed enough that their mental walls faltered a little. Small waves of pure disinterest and anger came off the Gem. They didn't want to be here. They didn't want to fight. They didn't give two shits about Earth- but risking their life to bring in those protecting it was even less of a desire.

"You had your chance." And with a grunt they jumped off the cliff edge- unlike Howlite they didn't create a path. Instead they just dropped, catching themselves psychically right before hitting, the tree coasting along behind them- and being swung like a giant club the moment they landed.

They stepped back and grimaced. They knew this day would come eventually, but panic - panic was the last thing they could afford. Steeling their nerves and raising their sword, Howlite gave an ultimatum.

"I won't let you take this planet away until I can't move any longer!"

Sword and raw bark collided almost immediately after, but for all their energy, Howlite could only take so much brute force, weapon dissipating as the struggle sent him backward into the rocky wall again.

"Grrhn--!"

They gasped, eyes flying open. It wouldn't end like this, they knew it. They owed too much to this planet and the friends they had kept here to give up, and they staggered back to their feet with renewed vigor.

"If you know who I am, you should know that I never like disrespecting authority...!"

Charoite huffed, glaring at their battered tree. They made a snapping gesture with their hands, breaking the tree at the point it had hit Howlite's blades, making a small weapon as one half dropped. With something this big they couldn't wield them both.

"Ugh.. yeah they told me that. That you'd never turn on the others- that's why I can't get into your head. But I can't get why you care? I mean I guess this place wasn't so bad a couple thousand years ago. But now it's so loud... I can hear all those humans chittering no matter how loud I turn these damned things up!"

They snarled, clutching their headset, the diamond emblem on it's ear peices glinting.

Edited 2015-04-24 06:06 (UTC)

Now readily confused, Howlite glanced around the barren arena in an attempt to get any idea of what this Gem was talking about. They couldn't sense the presence of any human here, and whatever chitter chatter was being referred to apparently fell on stone ears. They either had exceptional hearing or were speaking metaphorically, but they decided to run with it anyway.

"That's exactly why I protect this planet," They nodded, summoning up another one of their swords. "To see that the species that live here can develop and thrive! I've dedicated my very soul to protecting the people of this planet...no matter what you do to me, I will always remain a Crystal Gem!"

It was at this point that Howlite sincerely wished that they were able to form Carnelian. Alone as they were, this Gem looked powerful enough to pose a serious threat, but something seemed...off.

[If Howlite looked fast enough, he could have caught a glimpse of something like a green flash, a brief moment of motion before the glimmering head of the leader of the pack fell with a solid thunk. Said head was subsequently launched across the space, skittering to a halt in the shadows--all of this taking place in the span of what was perhaps a good ten seconds, but seeming like far too long in the cavernous silence, eternity within nothing at all.

Following this tidy series of events, the perpetrator seemed to reach the scene properly. Brandishing some sort of scythe in the direction of the dogs--that seemed to keep them at bay, in the least--they turned to face the other gem, head tilted. A good portion of their face was covered by a greenish visor, casting a sharp glare over their actual eyes. Their choice of dress was sleek and professional; a jumpsuit of sorts paired with a loose jacket--both items emblazoned with a yellow diamond. If the Crystal Gem is able to spot, there's a green stone on the back of his neck. Jade.

After another one of those eternity moments, they spoke, sounding more annoyed than anything else.]

...You oughn't exist.

[ Gem: Morganite, just below her collar bones. ~~so basically in her cleavage~~
Powers: Summoning constructs (teeny gem cats), weapon summon (battle axe) (get it, because she plays guitar)

going with jamjar flavour as I haven't fully caught up with the show and all its current mythos, oops ]

[Charolite watched the temple through their binoculars, frowning. They had been told about all these new 'hybrid' Gems... and that it was likely a plot by the rebels to boost their numbers again.

They were only here because these fakes wouldn't have the skill or knowledge to block their scanning. They didn't want to be here. At all.

So maybe they weren't hiding as well as they really should have been...]

[ She probably shouldn't have gotten so used to this whole other world business as quickly as she had, but Sonico has to admit the lack of overwhelming anxiety over her situation is rather welcome. She has no idea if it's her Gem or the temple itself, but while she would most certainly prefer to be home right now, staying here... isn't the worst thing in the world.

So that's why she's on the beach right now, looking for all the world like she's just playing with a stray cat -- but going by the way her Gem's glowing and the unnatural jewel sheen to the cat's fur, there is definitely some shit going on right now. ]

[ Gem: Purple Cat's Eye Chrysoberyl, on her back between her 'shoulder blades'.
Powers: Flight, extreme strength/durability ]

[You never quite get the chance to ponder life like you do in a cornfield.

While he was quite sure it would be almost unbearable conditions for a human--the sun beat down relentlessly, exposing every crevice of exposed rock, with only the slightest teasing breese to rustle the long stalks and tug at his clothing. Cicadas hummed somewhere within the mass of plants, creating a strange muffled background to his rhythmic walk, cut, walk, cut, an unusual song in the deep cutting heat.

Somewhere--he wasn't entirely sure where, just a small point in the center of another somewhere--he touched a single finger to the sleek earpiece on his jawbone, keeping his other hand firm to his scythe as he continued to hack at the oppressive agriculture.]

"...Establish connection to Homeworld servers. Jade, reporting in from...Earth, isn't it? No sign of potential site, will keep searching."

[Preferring to keep his language terse, he tapped the earpiece once more, focusing full efforts on creating a path. No doubt that Homworld would create a better form of road when the site was properly located and marked, but for now, it required sheer manpower. He found it more obnoxious than actually difficult, but the task still gave him a sense of humiliation. With all the technology they had, surely such a job could be forgone.

He chose not to focus on these implications, simply carving ahead into the mass of stalks. He could deal with work, until it came time for the payoff.]

[ooc note: togameme has no special powers, aside from the usual shapeshifting and holograms--though he is much more fond of the latter than the former. his weapon is a COOL SCYTHE, and he is a homeworld gem!]

Edited 2015-04-22 21:23 (UTC)

[Neku is Charoite, with the Gem in the back of his neck.

Powers wise he has telekinesis and limited scanning (mostly being able to find other Gems or living things and read their very top level thoughts). He doesn't have a weapon as far as anyone can tell.

AUwise he's a Homeworld Gem, mostly based off his Week 1 behavior. He doesn't wanna be on Earth... but he gives even less shit about Homeworld. So just kinda halfasses his work and prefers to just be left alone, thanks.]

[Dream Quartz isn't a real runaway, not really--she was just following someone she cared about. Back home she was considered to be a promising Gem, even at her young age. She'd easily rise the ranks, they said. However....she'd grown up with Obsidian. While they didn't have concepts of real "family" back home, when he ran away to Earth to escape the oppressive Gems that wanted to have him slave away forever, she followed. Obviously, no one would come looking for a Gem that people thought were useless and a young Gem, right?

Wrong. So they had gone into hiding. Obsidian didn't want to go out and se the life forms, but Rhyme did. They couldn't survive just by sitting in a cave forever and fighting off those who came to get her. They should blend in. So Rhyme had already gone out into the world, trying to make friends with those out there.

It came to her in a dream that there was another Gem nearby, and he seemed....not harmless, but not out for blood. Maybe he could help. So she seeks him out, not trying to hide her Gem inserted in the back of her hand.]

Hi. What's your name?

[If he responded weirdly, then she would know she'd have to get away as fast as possible. Hopefully inducing sleep on him would work. She wasn't the offensive type.]

[He didn't have orders right now. For now they were supposed to scout, then report. But sensing the other Gem approaching put him on edge. Should he bolt? This technically was putting the mission in danger-

-and honestly he couldn't give two shits. If the missions was lost and the two rogue Gems (and he had been able to tell they were there the moment he came into town) fled, then maybe they could just go Home and he could forget this noisy backwater planet.

But he didn't want her attack him, or calling that bruiser she was traveling with either. So when she called out to him his gem glowed softly, hidden by his hair.

'I'm harmless. I'm safe. There's no need to be scared'

It was a subtle impression- not a command, just a simple thought he put out into the air for her mind to pick up. At least, that was the intent. Anything more forceful then that could alert a Gem much easier then these idiotic locals]

You know, you should give your name if you're gonna ask.

[She seemed to visibly relax. That was a normal answer, right? He's not looking for anyone. He's just standing around, and decided to visit Earth. Maybe he's a runaway too! As his impression is picked up, Rhyme gives a soft smile, letting down her guard.

So excuse her for a moment while she feels slightly flustered. How could have she ever thought he was a threat? He was safe, and so she could be open with him.]

Dream Quartz. I'm sorry....there's just been people looking for me lately and I thought you might've been one of them. Guess I was wrong, huh?

[He smirked, crossing his arms behind his head. She really was a kid- maybe only a few hundred years old. And her thoughts were so open he could pick them up even through his headset- just the basic idea, but enough.

A runaway too? He wished. But he... he owed Them too much. If he ran his headset wouldn't last long- and on this noisy world he'd be broken in a matter of weeks.

'Sorry kid... this isn't personal']

Heh, guess so. I'm Charolite.

Charolite....that's right.

[She nods, as if understanding something that she previously didn't. Maybe later she'd be able to bring him back and show him this Earth stuff. Pretty old looking, but neat all the same. However, Obsidian didn't like other Gems. Besides her, it seemed. For now she'd stay here, in case any other Gems showed up. The dream she had had fighting in it....]

You don't have a physical weapon. But you have telekinesis, right? That's what it looked like.

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[His eyes widen, and he steps back before he realizes what he's doing. How?]

Looked... future vision?!

[That could be very bad]

Um...yeah?

[Her eyes widen as he steps back, stepping to close the gap a bit, eyes full of concern. What, had he never met someone with future vision before?]

How else would I have known you would have been here?

[Oh he had seen future vision before- but her having it could mean she could find out his intent any time. Or well, his possible intent. For now he didn't really care, but if he was outright ordered... well.

He fought to cover his concern quickly]

I-i guess that makes sense. Sorry, it's been awhile since I've seen other Gems.

....Ooookay then....

[That was weird. Really weird. Sure, he's harmless, but....was he telling the truth? Nobody has ever reacted like that before, even the ones that had been here longer than her....She should probably be more careful, she guesses. Even if he's safe and harmless, that doesn't mean he will always be, or even that he is friendly.

Really weird.]

Yeah. I have it. You just got here?

Yeah, not long ago. Are you here all on your own too?

No....I don't know if I would have left there all on my own. I'd be too lonely.

[She doesn't want to mention his name, since he did some pretty bad things on Homeworld before he left. Not enough to really damage anything, but enough to cause some panic before he took her and left. She really wasn't dangerous, and neither was he. It was just the Homeworld that made him act like that. Here, Obsidian was nice, funny, protective...even if he didn't go out much, he cared for the humans.]

Why'd you leave? I mean, you don't seem like you'd do anything too bad...

[Gem: Celestite. It's located just at the base of her neck. She tends to cover it up because the sunlight can dull its shine.

Powers mainly involves detecting and manipulating frequencies. Celestite cannot speak, but she can generate the proper sound frequency to make it seem as though she's talking, use electronics as a medium, or use sign language as other methods can take more energy. She used to work for Homeworld, but coming to Earth, she detected the lingering souls of deceased humans and ended up reconsidering the invasion plans after 'hearing' them. She shortly went AWOL, trying to disappear from other gems. Her weapons are needles attached to thread to strike weak points, or form intricate traps which she can then send frequency waves down.]

[NOTE: While disrupting gem physical projections is possible, it requires some form of direct contact and expends a good deal of energy, leaving her vulnerable.]

[Kunzite's gem had been inactive for some time now--who knows how long, to be honest-while she could see the future, it meant having to retreat inside her gem--but now it came back to life, forming the pink haired girl's physical form and resting on her throat.

She had no idea where she was. Where was her boyfriend? Where were the armies? Where was her partner? The last vision she remembered was that they had won the war....but then where was everyone?

How late was she?]

[There's nothing here; nothing that can be seen anyway by human or gem eye easily. But Celestite sees them, knows they're here. The gems long broken and lost in the sands of this planet, mixed with the plenty spilled blood and deteriorated physical forms of humans.]

[She doesn't expect to see another gem here though in her wandering, eyes staring almost fixedly at the sight. The gem stands still and contemplates going on her way. There's no point in getting mixed up in this again... and yet, what was this lone gem doing here now? It felt familiar. Had it always been here again?]

...

[Kunzite knows better than to yell, and knows better than to panic too much. But the fear on her face is still there. She searches for her communicator--gone. How would anyone even know she ever existed? The children--

The children! The human children she had taught before the war--they must still be here, right? But the minute she looks around--nothing. There's no town. Nothing she recognizes. She's alone, and all of her progress here could have been for nothing. She crumbles to the ground, wiping at her eyes.]

They're all gone....they forgot me.

[It doesn't seem like she's noticed, so Celestite takes several steps closer, keeping her steps quiet as she approaches. It doesn't seem like this one is a threat, but she can't lower her guard like that. Another problem would be safely getting their attention without getting too close.]

[She tries to remember how those words exactly go before 'speaking'.]

What are you doing here? [Her mouth doesn't move since the other gem's back is towards her.]

[Kunzite takes a small moment out of her current dismay to look behind her at the 'voice', and then pauses. Who was this? A human? No, that can't be it...another Gem, then. She quickly pulls herself up, rubbing at her eyes.]

I--what year is it? The last thing I remember is the war....

[Staring at the gem, she really doesn't know. Strange... but she can see her gem now on her throat.]

... It's currently the early twenty-first century. At least, if you want to know by human increments of time.

So....it's been a long time, then.

[She frowns.]

Did all the gems that lived on earth go back to home world? Where are they?

Yes.

[Why does this one want to find them?]

Beach City has a few. The rest left to Homeworld.

....So they left me behind.

[Or they're dead. She doesn't know.]

What do you remember from the war?

[Celestite's mouth doesn't move. Instead, she was looking away before 'speaking'.]

Too much.

Are the humans safe?

[She looks sincere.]

My partners...they meant a lot to me. I'm surprised they went home....

They've survived... if that's what you're asking.

[She's still rather expressionless.]

It's possible they did. Gems were lost in battle as well. Who are you seeking?

[Yu is Amber. Powerswise he focuses on healing, sensing other lifeforms, and enhancing the powers of others. Oh, and electricity. His gem is in the bowl of his throat.

As an AU they are a Crystal Gem, though they doesn't know Homeworld- being a rescue from the Earth Kintergarden. So this is 100% home for them. As such they are very attached to humans.]

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