Dark Characters of a Blinding White Void

[Purge]

He opens his eyes and smirks.

Yes my lord. I shall do as instructed. If you need I disagreeistance further I am at your complete disposal.

Purge rises from his futon and goes to his rickety vcr cutting off the machine in the middle of a shot of a woman getting doubled by two men. He walks away indifferent and goes outside using the void.

He walks the streets searching for the Nihilists. He comes to a coffee shop with a very odd flyer in its window. He studies it and memorizes the address.

He makes his way to the address on the flyer and goes to the door. He knocks rather loudly and bellows at the top of his lungs.

"I must speak with the leader of this Nihilist club. I demand to be heard."

[Tyhjä]

Tyhja isn't sure what to do. The only power that he has going for him is the white void, which barely helps at all. He steps back and ponders the situation.

[Allen]

((ok....well i better get out before i get captured again ^_^ well... sorta))

i race out of the ministry and head towards the teleportation booth, a guard sees me as i exit the stairs and runs after me as i head towards the teleportation booth, i glance behind me then forward, noticing there was a line for it. even if i would cut, i would still be caught. i use universal shift and switch places with the guy in the front as he is stepping into it, he glances around not sure what happened and gets tackled by the guard who was trying to get me

i teleport to Helsinki, the most well known hiding place for rebels. i run out of the teleporter once i reach there and start searching for the rebels.

[Soren]

Soren returns to his home in Copenhagen with the nihilists who were with him. At the door he sees a large intimidating man.

"Who the hell are you?"

[Purge]

He turned and looked at the small man with ice in his ices. He was expressionless save for those very eyes. They seemed to tell of horrors untold within the man behind them. He cleared his throat and began to speak to the rather small man.

"Does it really matter who I am? Does anything really matter at all? Just for the hell of it I am Purge. But if i had not told you would you have lost sleep over it?"

He turns back to the door yet continues to speak.

"I need to speak with the leader of this club. I wish to join. I also have a bit of business to discuss with him so if you could direct me to him..."

[Soren]

"I am the founder of the club, but it is up to us each to be leaders of our selves." Soren replies.

"My name is Soren, you can join us if you want to."

[Purge]

"Ah well then that is most agreeable. So I need to propose something to you. May we speak in private? Or would it do better to speak to the whole club rather?"

He moves closer to Soren. Uncomfortably closer. Purge has no sense of personal space. He sees no point in it. He sees no point in anything but helping Jumala Obsidion make the world into the blissful nothingness that he so wants. He will die happy knowing the world was how it should be...a black void.

[Soren]

"We can talk in private."

Even though the man has blueish skin, is huge, wears armor, and has a sword, Soren is not afraid.

[Purge]

"Excellent. I am about to tell you something that will amaze you. Come let us away so we may speak. I am sure you will agree with what i have to say."

Purge waits as the man opens the door. He has never really associated with other nihilists before. He wonders if their ideals will clash or if they may be united on this matter. He must remember that he mustn't say anything about Jumala Obsidion being a god. He believes in his masters will but other nihilists do not cling to such a thing. He however does because this god is the representation of everything he believes and craves.

[Soren]

"It takes a lot to amaze me." Soren states as enters through the door with Purge.
"Go ahead, what do you have to say?"

[Purge]

He takes a seat and looks at the man. By sitting he is trying to give Soren a sense of superiority. He thingys his head to the side and looks around the room.

"What if you could achieve the ultimate nihilists dream. A society where there is nothing and nothing reigns? Where the governments are crushed and the social castes are thrown aside. All are equal because all are nothing..."

He picks up a glass from the table and eyes it.

[Soren]

"You don't make sense. Tell me in plain terms what you intend to do."

[Purge]

He puts the glass down and looks up at Soren. He smirks.

"Well it is not I who has plans but another. I am trying to help one of my clan. He needs backing from other nihilists to overthrow the government. And make this world something that we would rather have. A world which is defined by achieving individual freedom as the only law; and the state, which necessarily imperils freedom, must be destroyed.

We wish to destroy Red Infinity along with the rest of the systems which support such perils. Thus Nihilism is not only the belief that everything deserves to perish; but one actually puts one's shoulder to the plough; one destroys in the acceptance of that fate. You as a nihilist should understand this.

Nihilism literally has only one truth to declare, namely, that ultimately Nothingness prevails and the world is meaningless. Now is the time. It is the time for war of each against all. Shall you join us in our plight to bring the truth to the world?"

He rises to his feet as the strength and conviction of his words invigorate him. The devotion to this cause is something he is not use to feeling. He thinks it feels good to be a stepping stone to the world of nothingness.

[Soren]

"I make no promethean efforts and come down my mountain, shackles broken, without a torch to bear. There is no light or truth to give this world. The most I can hope for is to take away their truths and extinguish thier lights." Soren replies.

"I will join you if you truly think we can destroy enough to make this worth my effort."

[Purge]

"I do. I would not have sought you out if I did not. I would not waste my time on something unless i thought it would work out in the end. I need to consult my clansman. I shall return to you in a fortnight. Shall I reside here with you? Or shall i return to my own dwellings. It may be smarter if we consolidate our dwellings. I have a way to protect my home from...unwanted guests. Anyway I shall return none the less with word from my clansman. See you then Soren?"

He nods to Soren waiting for his reply and to be dismissed.