A mysterious area, explorers tend to go missing and never return. A low fog constantly blankets the forest floor and strange sounds have been reported being heard during the day. Not much else is known about the forest. (+3 Speed, +2 Endurance)

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Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 8:34 PM

"It was a mistake to come here," two eleven growled.

Mist seemed to pour out of the forest. Standing on its edge and peering in, they could see the visibility drop quickly. It was almost like the forest was covered in a layer of dry ice. The mist came crawling out of the forest ready to corrupt the rest of the world.

The sun was sitting high in the sky, and the day was warm but not uncomfortably so. It was 211's first time on a mission, and she'd been sent to some forest. Her idea of a mission had been quite different, but following orders seemed better than total annihilation.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 8:36 PM

"Orders are orders dear sister," Two seventeen replied.

"I don't like it," 211 said.

"You don't have to like it. None of us like going on missions, but we do what we must to survive," 217 growled. The forest was eerie. He'd heard plenty of stories about this place and portals to other worlds. They would be relying on those stories to be true in order to complete their mission.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 8:41 PM

Currently 211 and 217 were the closest. In the ever growing cyborg army their numbers were the only two so close together. Most saw them as siblings, and they did a lot of their work together. The only problem was how young 211 was. She'd only just become able to take on missions, and so their master saw fit to send them out on something supposedly easy. Nothing was ever easy when it came to their master.

"What's even meant to be in here anyways?" 211 asked.

"I imagine its host to all sorts of wildlife. Maybe there are towns in there too. I don't really know, but we don't care about what's in the forest," 217 said. They had been instructed to track down a portal into some sort of other world. A world where dead souls were guided to the afterlife.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 8:46 PM

"Who'd live the mists?" 211 wondered. Mad men probably... 211 knew the objective well enough, but she was worried that this forest of the dead was not on some other plane, but took place in the forest itself. There was really only one way to find out.

With an exaggerated sigh 217 began to walk into the forest. "Do keep up sister," he called back to her. It would be all to easy for them to become separated. The forest was already a maze of thick foliage, and the mist did nothing to help.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 8:49 PM

211 hurried after him. Her white eyes flicked back and forth trying to take in as much of her surroundings as possible. It was already hard to see, and within only a few steps she had lost sight of her brother's blonde hair. "Damn it," she mumbled, but she continued on. In this situation she knew he would continue walking forward. It would be too easy to get lost in such a place, so veering left or right would heighten the possibility of being lost forever. It would be just her luck that she got lost forever on her first mission.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 8:59 PM

There was an almost imperceivable  shift. The forest became a little bit cooler, the mist cleared up slightly, the trees spread apart by mere centimeters. It was the beginning of the change from the living world to the dead one. There was a man, his body glowed just enough to give him away as something other than human. His grey eyes were dull, and his mouth was turned down into a frown. His skin was ghostly pale and he wore a white suit.

"You're not supposed to be here," he said. His voice was completely monotone, but it wasn't robotic.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 9:05 PM

"Uhh," 211's brain stumbled for a bit. The mist was completely gone now, and the trees were spread apart in a strangely uniform fashion. The temperature was so cold she could see her breath, but not his. "Who are you?" she was finally able to ask.

"I am The White Wolf," he replied. "You can call me Wolf. I will be you're guide," he explained.

"What? no, that's not right. I'm not dead," 211 said.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 9:08 PM

"Sweetheart only the dead are allowed in this realm," Wolf said. It was the first time his voice carried a hint of emotion, and it was annoyance.

"I'm not dead. I cannot die," 211 told him. She was immortal, a soul trapped in a metal shell. Her soul would stay in tact for as along as her shell was able to survive.

"Well you were no invited here, so you must be dead," Wolf said. He narrowed his eyes and tilted his head slightly. 211 knew he was examining her, but she didn't know what he was looking for.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 9:09 PM

"You don't feel it?" Wolf asked. His voice sounded suddenly far away.

211 cocked her head. "Feel what?" she asked.

Wolf frowned deeply at that. "Be gone from here," he commanded. "Tell your master to keep out of other peoples business," he added.
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Re: Forest of the Dead (Self ; Quest)

Postby Sarah » 12/19/2016 9:12 PM

A moment later 211 found herself back where she was, on the edge of the forest. She was slumped over, and 217 was kneeling next to her. "You found it?" he asked.

"I guess..." 211 trailed off. What did her master gain from them entering that place? She knew she would remember that cold other place until it was finally her turn to die.

217 beamed at her. "that's great! We can finally go home," he said.

"Finally?" 211 asked.

"Yeah, you were out for like a week," 217 said solemnly.
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