Medic: Und you didn't recognize me until ve vere in Herr Link's afterlife, so it seems your memories vere also affected. Oh, and you vere vearing some sort of glove vith zhe Cosmic Orbs in zhem. Spy: So the two of you were collaborateurs? I never noticed him come into the base, let along work on projects. Medic: Zhat's because my vorkspace is soundproof. Und Frau Pauling is... helpful.

Medic: Hm... I suppose you picked me up some time after dying again? I honestly cannot remember vhat happened between zhe time I last respawned at Teufort until arriving at zhat ozher vorld. Spy: Our group was still stationed in Teufort when we started noticing your absence. Heavy noticed first when 'e went to give you one of 'is "Sanviches" after you didn't show up to lunch.

Spy: We were having a ceasefire, so we thought you were just experimenting on some poor creature. Medic: All zhe experiments I do are for science! Spy: And your own amusement. It's not much of a secret the Administrator had you install soundproof features to the infirmary because you were being too loud. *Smirks* Even Pyro was disturbed!

Medic: I vant to go home too... Spy: It would be a bit cruel to withhold the information zhat our docteur is /not/, in fact, dead from the rest of the team... Medic: *quizzical* How /magnanimous/ of you. Izak: We can go home after everything is over. Actually, since Shadow's like, not an enemy anymore, isn't it over? Brutus: Are these monsters big and strong? I wanna kill them.

Spy: But of course! Soldier is a horrible replacement doctor! *Soldier imitation* MY SHOVEL IS THE BEST MEDICINE YOU'RE GONNA GET, HIPPIE! IF YOU BLEEDERS WANT TO STOP BLEEDING YOU SHOULD GO ASK PYRO! Brutus: *mumbling* wanna kill something already...

Spy: If you really are so bored, Brutus, I still 'ave the Dead Ringer. Brutus: It's not the same. You're a small man. Built like a breadstick. Now monsters on the other hand... Dragons! Bears! Giant goats! Izak:...giant goats? Brutus: I don't care man, I wanna slay something! Spy: *Casually smokes cigarette* How about giant mutant bread?

Messenger: We should go to Medic and Spy's world. One, I think medic should have a chance to visit his team, and two, *Pulls out Spy's "Ambassador" he snagged, shoots a nearby pot* I want more of these… *Grins to him self*

(sry i wont be posting much today got dishes to do ive never played halo or monster hunter so i vote for kirby)

Brutus: Wha...? Spy: C'est un gros pain! Haha! It has tentacles and teeth and is bigger than a room! Brutus: You're making this up. Spy: I am not! Trust me, this is NOT a trick. There's also a wizard, many ghosts, Saxton Hale...

Spy: *takes Ambassador back* I assume you want one that /doesn't/ have an image of Scout's mother engraved on the side? Medic: Ve're in no pressing danger anymore; ve could jump around from vorld to vorld until ve find my vorld.

Spy: If the others /don't/ want to come with us, I do know a, heh, shortcut to take us, and only us, back. Whether we have the opportunity to rejoin the others would be an entirely different matter. I know it would work, I've done it before. By accident. Medic: Are you absolutely certain? I zhink I know vhat you are saying, but... *looks down* I'm not certain.

Spy: Tell me, is that your normal bonesaw, or did you have to remake it. Medic: *Grabs bonesaw* Ah, this? I had it on me since zhe beginning... Oh! *Smiles* Vell. Spy and I vill be going home, vhether zhe rest of you join us or not!

Messenger: Actually, that is a horrid idea, if you leave now that madman "Master" is still trampling around worlds, and incase if you don't give a damn about billions of lives, know this, he will come to your world and every thing you know, love and care about will die when he gets there. You may be able to "respawn" but you will be returning to a world like Ericka's. Gerhardt, I still-

remember the look on your face when you knew that you were powerless to save the villagers, and Spy, *holds Ambassador, looks at the woman* I wonder what she will think, when she's dying, looking up at you; saying something at you with her last breath. And when we come back, by the gods we will come back, you'll be devastated by your loss, and all the time you remember you could have prevented it

Messenger: Palutena, who says you can't come with me?

Spy: I have been part of Maztrex's taskforce for a while now. I have it on good faith that he would not doing anything stupid with.. whatever he got from Shadow. Medic: I'm not a dummkopf, Herr Hermes. I will set up defenses on my home vorld of course, und warn whoever I need to warn."Could have prevented it" hah! I have been useless, maybe vorse than useless here.

Messenger: Well Spy, it would be awful if you were wrong and he come waltzing around your world mad with power.

Medic: Back home, I can actually /do/ something! Here, here I am nozhing! I couldn't help, I could barely heal! I'm not a hero! Whether I stay here or go home vould make no difference in zhe long run! Not to you anyvays! Spy: *To Shadow* I'm not quite sure. I believe it was some sort of glove, if I heard correctly.

Messenger: Well Palutena, this will be a temporary leave, once this is all taken care of, we would obviously come back.

Spy: *to Hermes* What she thinks is NONE of your business. I am hers, as she is mine, and I promised to care for her. To protect her, no matter how many times I have to die. If Maztrex is indeed such the untrustworthy person you ASSUME he is, my place is back home. With her. Not gallivanting around with the lot of you.(-2 trust)

Messenger: And how does staying home help in any of this?

(Speaking of trust, you said you would deal with the trust thing after the battle. The battle is over. So, familial relations, employment relations, ect? )

Spy: We have... certain contingency plans at home. At my and Medic's words, they would likely be put in place. Of course, they would be useless if not enacted, and would not be enacted unless there is absolute need, because they're quite dangerous. Medic: Also, my medigun is back home, as well as zhe rest of my tools. I could do things back home zhat make everyzhing I've done here look silly.

Messenger: *Inhales slowly and exhales* Apologies for my outburst. May you please explain your certain contingency plans?

Medic:Yes. I zhink zhat's vhy Herr Maztrex took it off of you. He is your brother, you said? He probably realized it made you lose your mind, and vanted to help. It vorked. Spy: Well, there's actually a few. I am forbidden to tell you some of them, but seeing as we're not exactly in Her jurisdiction, I don't think it's too much of a problem to share some of the lesser secrets:

Spy: Though you mustn't ever tell our employers, we have a way to... duplicate things. Anything except a certain substance, which is required for it to work. We can duplicate nearly anything, from people to weapons. In fact, we have. One of the less-secret plans is our "secondary" employers. Mann Co and TF industries. The CEO of Mann Co himself is a contingency plan. Enough, or do you need more?

Spy, Medic, Brutus: *Completely ignoring Shadow* Izak: Go on.

Messenger: I'm talking about power that can decimate world in seconds, if you don't believe me ask Gerhardt.

Spy: They aren't the only plans. Far from it. But there are some I am... 'esitant to tell you. If anyone asks you about nigh-invincible genetically altered monsters so dangerous that most of them had to be put in stasis, you did not hear it from me! Medic: Ja, I've seem vhat Shadow did. I still zhink going home vould be better for zhe two of us than staying here.

Spy: And if we really need to, we can all just teleport bread to the front lines. Soldier would be pleased.

Nigh-Invincible monsters, that had to be put in stasis by people who could not contain them; when said people have power to fake death, make people invincible, duplicate armies and weaponry and have this "Mr Hale"? That's good enough for me, go. At once. WAIT! Before you go, teleport bread?

Messenger: Bye Paluntena *Kisses her* Spy, Medic; may I go with you to your would?

Spy: Well, my method would only work for me and Medic, but... Medic, do you think we could set up the system to include them? You do still carry jars around with you, non? Medic: Maybe. I vould need a sample of evervun's DNA, and I would have to either get Frau Administrator's permission or have Herr Engineer help. Also, I have no way of informing you vhether or not I can do it.

Spy: If it were to work, how long would it take. Medic: Oh, less zhen half an hour. Spy: Okay. 'Ere's the plan. All who wish to join use will give a sample of their DNA. Blood is preferred, but skin cells, follicles, ect would work as well. One person per jar. Medic will then use it to patch you all into the Respawn system.

Spy: By agreeing, you basically sign the waiver Mann Co 'ad us sign before we became mercenaries, barring the employment factor. Which basically allows you to use Respawn. Then, after Medic patches you in, this is the part some of you may find difficult. Medic: You vill have to die. It vill still work if you died a little before you patched your DNA in, but I vould prefer if you waited.

Medic: After collecting your DNA, I will die, bringing all of my possessions and myself back home. I vould have done zhis earlier, but, it vas not until Spy confirmed it vith me zhat I vas certain it vould work. Zhen it will take about ten minutes to add you to zhe system. Spy: I will go with 'im to prepare the contingency plans and 'opefully speed the process along. First, the jars.

(First, the question was if you could get NPCs to trust you. But how much do you trust Medic? Everyone who allows Medic and Spy to take a DNA sample also agrees to facilitate the nescessary Respawn circumstances. That means a little bit of dying.)

Medic: Frau Nayru, I vould love it if you und your sisters vere to join us, but I can understand if you don't. If not... consider zhis farewell. It vas nice getting to speak vith you.

Messenger: Questions, how long do I need to work. (Is it safe to say that Messenger can travel worlds since he got some of his powers back right now? How about there is a class specifically named "Messenger" and "SP" is him gaining his "godhood" back?

Spy: You don't need to work at all. The Respawn machines are not property of Mann Co, but RED and BLU respectively, both of which are run by the Administrator in lieu of Redmond and Blutarch.

Messenger: If I die outside of your would do I respawn in your world?

Medic: If you really vant to, ve could duplicate you und give you a different shirt so you could fight yourself on zhe battlefield. Vait, vhere's Frau Erika. Izak: You really weren't listening... Chaos took her when it was controlling Shadow. We haven't seen her since.

Spy: Mon Dieu, have you been listening to a word we said? YES. Medic: *Thinks to self: I would hate to break my promise, but... I... I need my team. And they need me. There still may be a way to keep it yet.* Zhen ve vill have to trust Herr Shadow und zhe gods. Vell? Izak: I'm in. What you were saying earlier... I-I feel the same way. I feel like I haven't really contributed much this.

Izak: Heck, I feel like I've actually been doing less than you, Doc. Sure I kept Brutus in line, but that doesn't really amount to much in the end. Especially compared to the what we're facing, and the power of the gods Shadow is bringing with him. It wouldn't make a difference if I went with them, with you, or wandered off. I'm coming.

Ricky:*open a portal to the astro boy universe* DarkAtlas:*charge at ricky and go though the portal with ricky*

Izak:*cuts himself, spilling blood into one of the jars, closes lid, looks to Medic* Medic: *Smiles, nods, heals Izak, takes jar.* Brutus: Uhm... I kinda have something to say too. *pauses* will ya give me a minute? Spy: Of course.

Brutus: I didn't really have much fun with you guys! Ya wanna know why? I didn't get to kill ANYTHING! At all! This is so STUPID! Everyone, I mean EVERYONE, even IZAK is more powerful than me. Yeah, I'm the best fighter, but everything that I could kill gets killed be someone ELSE before I even get a chance! WHAT IS THIS, A JOKE? And now, for some reason I don't even understand, we're supposed to

Brutus: follow a bunch of people who DON'T EVEN NEED OUR ******* HELP to the Ark, with SHADOW. OUR WORST ENEMY. What's the fun in that? Can't do ANYTHING. So let me ask you one question, Doc, Floppy Corpse Man: WILL I GET TO FIGHT SOMETHING Spy: There's bread monsters. Medic: Zhe Scout Army could use a lesson.

Medic: *To Slade:* Yes. Zhank you. *Collects blood in jar, heals wound* Brutus: THEN COUNT ME IN. COUNT ME FREAKING IN ALREADY. Spy: Ahem, zhe jar? Brutus: Oh, right. *Donates blood to an empty jar* Medic: *Closes jar, heals wound*

Messenger: *Slits are* Don't heal this, I want it to develop into a scar. So I can remember either the worst or second best decision of my life.

Medic: *Collects the blood in three jars, heals* Vait a bit, bitte, don't vant to rush things. Spy: I know it will work. *Whispers* If you want to know the technicalities, I can tell you. We'll tell the others after, but it they might get zhe wrong idee if we tell them now. Basically, we aren't even moving. We are breaking no travelling barriers and relying on no connections.

(The travelling only works to go to the TF2 universe. It will never work again. The rules are safe even without the SP loss. Really, trying to enforce SP loss with this seems asinine.) Spy: *Still whispering to Zelda* The only thing this method relies on is YOU. Respawn will return you and everything with you to our home, but it is you who makes that happen. Respawn just... facilitates this.

(Why would we lose SP? It's just another way to travel to the TF2 universe, are you just doing this because you did not think of it?)

(Like, it's not like there's going to be Respawn that Medic and Spy are patched into in different worlds. Sure, Respawning can come with a cost, but having to travel back to where you died is cost enough. Besides, Medic is probably eventually going to learn the Revival skill(Time Mage), which means Respawn will be pretty much obsolete after this one use, because it would become less convenient.)

(why the hell are you just throwing restrictions around?)

(So? Who cares? I thought this new way of RPing was for US to make the major choices. What are RPs for? Fun. Is it fun if we have to stick to your little treasure map of where and when we find the treasure. Hell no. Think a Treasure map, the "X" is the end of the RP now your map of worlds is like the dotted line to get the the "X" but what if I made a different dotted that everyone else like-

(have you ever heard of the saying "we plan and god laughs")

(You never had to make a map. There was no call for a map. The map counts as a unnecessary restriction. It is actually impeding the gameplay, making the RP less enjoyable instead of more. When people add fancy features to things, its to make them better. Being the person running the RP doesn't automatically make you better than the players. Sure, you never /said/ you were better than us, but this

Likes? that means that the majority is having fun. If you want everything to go your way write a document at google docs and upload it to fan fiction.net that way you can have your own thing going on while a lot of other people have fun and your story probably get lots of popularity.)

map, the frivolous restrictions you try piling on top of each other, and, honestly, a few other things, make it seem like you really think you are. I keep trying to make things interesting for the other players, encourage them to add their own things. But your attitude makes this very, very hard. The other are watching. You know why they may say they are busy, but most of them are watching.

(Holy f***** s***** Nahamaha words of wisdom right there)

You want to know why they aren't talking? Because it's hard having a causal, fun, drive around when you're stuck to railroad tracks. You can fall asleep on a train and it will still get you to the same place it would have gotten you if you were awake.)

(my character is still in the astro boy universe.)

(I did see potential in this RP. Still do, in fact, which is why I keep playing it. But, whether this is your first time trying this Saga, or if you've been roleplaying since the dawn of time, you still need to learn. You're still as green as a conscript. You can take it and learn from it, make you experience better, or you can obstinately continue being the train conductor.)

(Alright! Now this is going to be fun)

Messenger: Could you leave you metal tube? that you call "Revolver"?

Medic: No thanks, I vill do it myself. *Thinks to self: I wanted to chop his head...* Spy: *Dies. Corpse is normal, just falls, does not flop awkwardly* Medic: You can get a revolver when we are in our world. *Imitates seppuku with bonesaw, DED*

(For those who do not want to look up seppuku, it's Japanese ritual suicide for samurai. You hold your sword, both hands, facing yourself, and plunge it into you. Samurai do it when they violate their honor. Medic did it because he found it efficient.) Izak: Now we wait. Brutus: *Counts* one, two, three, four... Izak: You're gonna count all the way to thirty minutes? That's... 1800 seconds!

Brutus: Yes I am! How else are we going to know when we're done half an hour? Izak: Just wait until it feels like an hour, then it would be half an hour. Brutus:... five... no wait... Drat I lost my place. Starting over. 1-2-3-4-5, no too fast... one, two, three, four...

Messenger: tell you what Brutus, have you ever heard of as arm wrestle?