(ACE) The RELIC Team

Alice listened in growing rage as the Spider ranted about how "Humans are the filthiest race! Dirty, dirty things!" ...where did this... this bitch... this bug get off talking to her as if they were of equal status... nay, as if she was ABOVE the former queen. As she began to move forward to show this... pawn her place, the unruly spider stabbed her arms out in front of her, and sprayed forth a tangle of buzzing, arcing webs, before speeding towards the small ghost, arms shrouded in a dark light.

Sweet gods... save me Alice reacted instinctivly, thrusting her mask up in front of her in a vain effort to stop the crazed spider's blow from colliding. As she cleched her eyes shut, bracing for the impact of the attack, a soft thud and a splat of liquid hitting the ground rang out... but no blow fell. Opening her eyes, peering around the edge of the mask, she saw the... dead? Zangoose staring daggers at the spider, a streamer of blood trailing off his chin. A...a knight? In... this age? The dark colored pokemon turned and stomped off, away from the group. Alice glanced at the shocked face of the Ariados, and turned to float along after him, finding him alone, hand pressed to his stomach. "You there. Knight. I owe you my thanks for assiting me. You have performed your duties admirably. Now tell me, warrior, what is your name?" The Zangoose merely glanced at her, and resumed walking away, ignoring the queen's inquiry. Alice frowned at the disrespect. "You, Warrior! The Queen has addressed you, and it would do you well to answer!"

The Ariados felt herself choke, eyes wide as her attack was intercepted by her beloved black-furred companion. She watched in silence as e stalked off, the arceus-damned Yamask following and calling him her knight. She had hurt him...why did he block that attack for the ghost...? Her body shook in rage as she glared at the teal-colored phantom. "Filthy WENCH! she snapped, mandibles clicking in fury as se balled her hands up into fists. "How dare she steal cutie-patootie away from me...little bitch." she averted her gaze in an attempt to calm herself, stomping towards where the dead Typhlosion carcass lay, before draping it around her neck. 

".I may not know what you been through, but all the same we all have something in common.  Fighting other survivors isn't my style and I won't let you stop me from finding him." the Ariados felt herself on the brink of flying into a fit of anger, eyes narrowed into a menacing glare as she spoke, in a surprisingly steady voice. "Yeah, you don't know what I've been through, and I've reckon I've seen more than you have. The only thing we have in common is a life and you're wasting it." she snapped, scowling. "You'll never find your stupid human. Haven't you noticed? Humans don't exist on this planet anymore. Not a single one." she crossed her arms. "You'd be better of making your life goal something fucking useful, like, I dunno, saving lives? At least that's a goal that's in your reach. Don't try to grab the stars in the sky." 

She watched as the fire-type walked up the hill, hollering for whoever was there. The Ariados stood still, eyes gazing at her surroundings before absentmindedly petting her Boo-Boo. She sighed a little, her demeanor surprisingly calm before she sat on the ground, picking the weeds around her. "Stupid, stupid Glinyua...you weren't able to save all the others, were you? 14...maybe even 15? Ah, I've lost count...they're all dead..." she muttered under her breath. "Face it Glinyua...you're a failure...you're not cut out for this kind of thing." she looked to the clear skies. "This just isn't your kind of play...you were always only good at the Shakespearian stuff, anyways."

She perked up when the Charizard cried for help, before saying. " We need to get out of here. They sniffed us out." Glinyua felt her eye twitch. Leave...? That's what she said earlier, right? She promised that she would leave with them...with the Frosslass, the Espeon...and oh arceus the Spinarak...she never even learned his name, yet they had become so close. The psychic-type, Sunshine, was it? She had left with Elliot to who knows where, but they were supposed to escape together...

Well screw them.

She stood up stiffly, casting a ferocious glance at the ground. SCREW THEM! She wasn't going to leave, she would never leave...they had all abandoned her, will cutie patootie abandon her too? She never even learned his name... I don't want to be...alone... With confident stories se made her way to where the fire dragon was, glancing at the undead Vibrava in mild disgust.  Her gaze traveled to the growing horde, grinning a little. "We're not leaving." she spat. "The fun has only begun!"

Please skip me. Clefhanger entered the safehouse, and I was interacting with Zero at the time. I have nothing for this cycle.

"I'm no longer going to run from them, its personal now." she watched as fire erupted from the Charizard's mouth, the heat from his flames tingling her cheeks as they rose with a grin. She laughed a little, eyes wide in delight as she watched the undead burn to ashes and brittle bones. "That's the way I like it!" she shouted, before leaping into the fray. Glinyua grabbed tightly at her Typhlosion's mangles paws, swinging it's heavy body towards an oncoming Machoke before her eyes grew a bright light, heavy pulses of Psychic energy bashing against the fighting-type's flesh.

She was dancing again. She squealed in delight as she pirouetted, spinning with grace as she avoided an oncoming Dragonbreath from a nearby Flygon. "A lil' bit of Foxtrot here...Some Cha-Cha there...and, Tango!" clicking her mandibles she swiftly avoided a swipe from the claws of the infected, their numbers growing quickly. With focused concentration she let loose another Psychic, before she stumbled back and closed her eyes. The overuse of the move had begun to make her head spin, brain aching as she paused for a moment.

Suddenly, she feels a sharp pain in her side as she's flung to the left, collapsing onto the overgrown grass along with the half-rotted carcass. Glinyua winced, slowly getting back up onto her fragile limbs with a new light in her eyes. Her gaze narrowed and she hissed. "I'll follow your lead then lady." she nodded, a little absentmindedly, before ordering. "KILL them." she snapped, eyes glowing once more with a fierce Psychic. "Take to the skies and set fire to the rain...make sure they burn real good."

The Ariados watched with wide eyes as the bodies before her lit aflame, the horrendous cries and screeches of the undead a soothing lullaby to her ears. She laughed, cackling madly as the fire crackled and rejoiced. Glinyua gripped the Typhlosion's fur tight, her claws digging in to it's matted pelt. She felt excitement and ecstasy stir up in her, growing so quickly that she felt she would explode. "Hey, lady you okay?" the Charizard had asked. In reply the arachnid turned her head, almost mechanically, so her gaze can meet his. "Couldn't be better!" she giggled, grinning from ear to ear.

"This is it lets take as many of them down with this one." she gave a firm nod of her head, dusting off the debris on her scarf before she gripped tightly onto the Typhlosion's fore paws. "Let's get this party started, in hereeeee!" with her sudden outburst, Psychic waves began to pulse from her, breaking down the nearby houses into rubble and causing trees to fall from their positions. She grinned and leapt in the air, coming back down to earth and crashing Boo-Boo's body onto an unsuspecting undead. "It's like this y'all, c'mon!"

"This is ten percent luck--twenty percent skill!" she sang, eyes narrowed in a fierce determination as she Poison Jabbed a Vibrava right in the face. "Fifteen percent concentrated power of will!" she felt the bones crack and crumble under her fist, the flames around her swaying in unison as she danced. "Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain!" her eyes were laced with insanity, laughter mad as she violently bludgeoned her foes individually.

"And one hundred percent reason to remember the name!" she screeched wildly, ripping apart the bodies of the undead and gouging out their eyes, splattering them around the fire like paint. She lights one of the corpses on fire, flinging it an a charging Camerupt before laughing. "You'll never catch me!"

[[OOC: for those who are curious, she was singing "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor, lol.]]

"I'll never give up hope, I'll avenge my fallen friends and brothers, even if it means becoming one of them to do so." the Ariados hopped in excitement, grinning. "Good, GOOD! Dedicated enough to follow through even to the depths of insanity--I like it! It may not be part of the script but it works just as fine!" she plunged a fist into the freshly burnt flesh of a Mightyena, humming a tune as she fished for it's organs. When she felt the treasure she was looking for on the tips of her hand, she firmly grabbed the organs and crudely ripped it away from it's body. The harvested stomach went flying through the air, hitting another mutt in the face.

She watched as the Charizard took to the skies again. Oh, how she wished she could fly! "Enough of this! Time to end this battle! Lady, I need you to make this into a vortex to send the infected to their resting place." fire began to form in the dragon's jaws, and in turn, the arachnid's eyes glowed a bright, vivid pink. "We got only one shot at this! Its do or die this time." hysterical laughter erupted out from Glinyua's throat, her whole body cloaked in the telekinetic aura. As the flames burst towards the earth, pulses of energy rolled off of the poison-type, her gaze set right on the forming tornado of fire. "BURN!"

Her psychic takes control of Mathias's attack from there, grasping the flames with her mind as she twisted and spun them into a massive, flaming tornado. The blaze easily took the undead into it's vortex, incinerating their flesh and bones. Glinyua watched in ecstacy, giggling madly as she danced and spun her creation into new directions, before extinguishing the flames. Looking towards the Charizard, she grinned, motioning to the now burnt and withered ashed of their foes littering the ground. "That was the most fun I had in my entire life."

"Lady, I didn't get your name, but thank you." the Ariados grinned in response, making a makeshift thumbs-up with her hand. (Which, unsurprisingly, barely looked like one.) "Name's Glinyua the actress, dragon." she introduced herself, nodding. "You may not have followed the script, but your act was still decent." she snorted, petting the matted fur of the Typhlosion carcass. "Don't you think so too, Boo-Boo? Oh you're such a cutie pie..." she giggled madly before hugging the corpse, slowly wrapping it around her neck into a makeshift scarf.

"What should we do with this one since he's not going anywhere." she followed the dragon's gaze to the cowering Vibrava that sat in the dark crevice of a tree, watching them with red eyes. Confidently the Ariados strode towards the infected, roughly grabbing it by it's head and slamming it to the ground. It produced a painful, wailing screech as it struggled to be free. "Why...we KILL it, of course!" with a hysterical laugh Glinyua crudely ripped apart the undead's body flinging it's limbs in all directions. "Kill everything that's your enemy! That's the rule of life!"

"You there. Knight. I owe you my thanks for assisting me. You have performed your duties admirably. Now tell me, warrior, what is your name?" Zero looked down for a brief moment at the colored-Yamask, narrowing his eyes as a silent huff escaped his lips and continued to march forward. The rather princess-like Yamask demanded the Zangoose to halt and answer her, but he did not respond. He preferred to be alone at the time, and in the distance he could hear the distant battle cries of the Ariados and the Charizard. Crazy duo they are. Their personalities are the type to clash against each other, but surprisingly enough they correspond well in battle.

'Cutie patootie' rung in his head for a couple of times, Zero felt disgust towards the crude nickname. Where the hell did she come up with that? Zero never considered himself cute in a sense, frankly speaking. Hell, he never considered himself in a certain generalization at all.

He paused, feeling his legs bump into what seemed to be a tree stump. Humans must have cut it down for fire. Humans are desperate creatures, resorting to extremes such as killing the environment for their own survival. Then again, that's nature; to kill or to be killed. If you don't step up your game, that's just how it's gonna go. With a heavy sigh, he promptly sat himself on the stump, his mind that was filled with endless thoughts suddenly going blank as the teal-colored Pokemon was still in his view. Why did she even bother to follow Zero? He didn't like answer questions, mainly because they always brought up more questions, but... looking at this Yamask, it reminded him of someone.

"It's Zero." The Feral Cat Pokemon responded with a gruff tone, "You?"

The Knight walked away from her for another few moments, as Alice followed in growing aggitation. He bumped into a stump and sat, apparently lost in his own thoughts. Alice floated slightly closer, causing his eyes to widen, as if he had forgotten she was there.

"...It's Zero... You?" The Yamask was silent for a moment, feeling his name in her thoughts. "My name is Alice, knight. I was once the ruler of these lands, but, as you can see, those days are long behind me..." The Queen let out a brief, bitter laugh as the memories flashed through her mind. Turning her attention back to the warrior before her, she continued, "It woud appear that I owe you a great deal of thanks, and that I am moderately indebted to you for your service, Sir Nothing."

"Glinyua, I have an idea why not keep this one around to use as an example that we're still here." the Ariados grinned back with a shrug. "Too late! Already dead. Would've been a good meal if it wasn't so disgustingly tainted." she chimed, twirling around her dear Typhlosion around in the air like a doll. She quietly followed the Charizard as he walked to where the others were, before narrowing her eyes at the sight of the Yamask conversing with her Cutie Patootie. How dare that wretched whore speak with her darling! "You there....you my thanks for assisting...duties admirably. Now tell me...your name?" she could hear the witch's words faintly from this distance, and eagerly, the arachnid ran ahead to listen to the Zangoose's response.

"It's Zero." she stopped at the sound his name. His real name. Angrily she produced a throaty, snarl-like sound and she clicked her mandibles in rage. Why? Why was this...this...bitch so special that SHE got to learn of her darling's name?! "My name is Alice, knight. I was once the ruler of these lands, but, as you can see, those days are long behind me..." Alice? More like little miss Asshat! The overwhelming feeling of wanting to Sucker Punch the ghost in the face overcame Glinyua. "It woud appear that I owe you a great deal of thanks, and that I am moderately indebted to you for your service, Sir Nothing." Sir Nothing. Oh, so that little bitch thought she was clever now, huh? I could out-pun her everyday of the week if I wanted to!

"Glinyua did you pass by a mansion on the way here by chance?" she snapped out of her rage at the fire-type's inquiry. "I got a friend in Johto who is interested in human items, but he's a bit odd though." she frowned, before shrugging. "None that I remember. Orre doesn't have any mansions from what I remember, except for one that's a long ways through the desert from here. This region's more about smaller, more comfy homes--although the latter can be questionable about Pyrite." she muttered, watching as the dragon laid down. With a sigh, she calmed herself, before striding right to the Yamask and jabbing her hand onto it's mask.

"Hey, you." she grumbled, glaring viciously down onto the teal ghost. "I wanna talk. Private talk." her free hand balled up into a fist, slowly forming into a Sucker Punch. "Come with me to the area under the cliff ledge. her words were laced with subdued rage, the arachnid beginning to walk to her chosen destination. Threateningly, she raised her glowing fist. "That is, of course, if you don't want to be pummeled to hell."

The Ariados approached Alice, hate seeming to tangibly drip off of her as she drew near. "Hey, you. I wanna talk. Private talk. That is, of course, if you don't want to be pummeled to hell." The Spider sneered in a tone of derision at the queen as she clenched her hand into a glowing fist. Glancing at her knight, and to the attack waiting for an excuse to be thrown at her, Alice nodded once, and followed the insane arachnid.

Alice spoke up in a placating tone as she floated along beside the spider, "I must ask you, Artisan, what is the meaning of this? What have I done to offend you so?" The ghost paused in her speech, thinking for a moment. "If this is for my rather... ostentious entry, I do apologize, but I'm a bit... touchy about my current form, you see. I was once a human, ruler of lands similar to these... but those days are past..." The former Queen trailed off, awaiting a response.

She glanced a few times back to make sure the ghost was following her, wondering faintly whether or not the wench was afraid. She'd better be afraid--the Ariados was only a few words from pummeling her to death (re-death?), after all. "I must ask you, Artisan, what is the meaning of this? What have I done to offend you so?" Alice spoke up, questioning her intentions. Glinyua only frowned in reply, mandibles chattering softly. 

 "If this is for my rather... ostentious entry, I do apologize, but I'm a bit... touchy about my current form, you see. I was once a human, ruler of lands similar to these... but those days are past..." she shook her head, before finally speaking. "I do not care for your past life or origins, ghost." she stated, firmly. "I only ask that you do not lay a hand on your...'knight'. He is-" her mouth snapped shut when a certain Charizard rudely interrupted her.

 "Sorry, but you both kind of woke me up and as for you Yamask. I don't know where your from and who you are, but you keep bringing up this queen thing." Glinyua couldn't believe this fire-type's audacity. "If anything, you should think about setting yourself from being defenseless and learn that you're going to need to defend yourself from the infected. We won't be able to defend you if we're busy fighting off the infected." she cleared her through in vicious anger before glaring at the dragon. 

"Excuse me? We aren't even anywhere NEAR you, so we didn't wake you up--you purposely followed us." she spat, motioning to the cliff edge they were under, which, quite frankly, was a long way away from where Zero was. "And speak for YOURSELF you little shit, she can hold her own in battle just fine if she's survived over a year in this world. I'd suggest you learn your place, filth." she jabbed a finger to the male's chest. "Because I'm not afraid to murder you, living or not."

[Please skip me this cycle. I'm so sorry for the inconvinence, lulu]

[[OOC: Skip, please. I just got back from a long day and need some rest. ;; ]]

[Please skip me again as well. I need to talk to Lulu about plot of the team, and to Shadow regarding his last post]

[Skip me please I got nothing for this cycle]

"I'm sorry Glinyua I didn't know you was talking to her in private." she scowled in distaste, giving a loud 'hmph!' and turning her head away. Absentmindedly she ruffled the fur on the Typhlosion's head, gently hugging it's arm that dangled in front of the Ariados from her shoulder. She watched as the Charizard began to walk away, sparing a glance towards the silent Yamask. "So." she mumbled. "Do you have nothing to say for yourself, spectre?" she didn't expect a reply--anyways. The ghost was probably scared shitless right now! Besides, if the little wench had anything to say back to her that was something other than agreeing to stay away from her Cutie Patootie, she would've pummeled her straight to hell.

"As long as you stay away from my lovely Zangoose, I won't kill you. Got it?" she spat, bringing her face awfully close to the teal phantom's, eyes narrowed. She was about to continue when a sharp scream caused her to look up, catching the sight of flames a few distance away. "GAHHHH!" she could barely suppress her exasperated sigh, clenching her hands around Boo-Boo's bloody paw. "Glinyua, if you can hear me I need to speak with you for a minute." she rolled her eyes, turning back to the Yamask. "Looks like the firey asshat wants to talk. How rude."

With a grumble, she reluctantly began to walk towards the village. Besides, a proper lady would never reject an invitation for a talk--at least, thats what she thought. She didn't have much left to say to the Yamask, either, and in an attempt to lighten her own mood she began to hum awkward melodies, skipping to her own rhythm. The Typhlosion around her leaked blood every time she hopped. She soon came to a stop before the Charizard. "And what does the dragon wish from me?" she clicked her mandibles. "I do not have much patience with you, asshole. Make it quick."