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Post by empireoffire on Jul 13, 2018 20:41:13 GMT -5
Somewhere out there in the multitude of realms and alternate universes there is one where technology and magic are the same, and reality and imagination come closer together than ever. It also happens to take card games very very seriously. The cards of that realm/universe can release characters from stories and legends of limitless power, and bring any person's notions of to life. This world is called Oz, an oasis in a sea of darkness, floating through the void on the back of the celestial space turtle-god Roshi.
Oz used to have two ruling classes. There were the Wordsmiths, who wrote epic tales of heroes and villains, of monsters and machines, of gods and men. The technology they used to write commands a magic so powerful that their scripture is infused with magic that through psychic matter transmutation gives anything they write about the ability to come to life. The magic of their stories remained, even when alchemically reduced into a film-like digital storage called "Cards". Then there were the Dealers, who wielded the cards. Their rituals extracted the magic of the Wordsmiths to release them from their small rectangular transdimensional quantum computer films. This allows the characters of the works to be brought to life.
Sadly the primary intent of interactive fiction was quickly lost when the destructive potential of these cards was realized. In the next war to occur on Oz, Wordsmiths were called on to write the most devastatingly malicious and powerful characters ever imagined. The Dealers took these horrible stories to rain the hellfire of pure twisted imagination upon each other.
Obviously this didn't last long. Not because of mutually assured destruction, but because suddenly an incredible amount of deities of utter chaos and destruction were brought to life, and were told they were to fight on behalf of obviously inferior beings. Oops.
Now the world of creators belongs to their creations, who have spent the last centuries either mindlessly destroying everything or being oppressive jerks for fun because that's how they were written. At some point, the people of Oz risked destroying their own world to end their horrific fate, but all this did was wake an even more unholy force of nature, with a vendetta specifically against the Wordsmiths and Dealers. In the following years, every single Wordsmith was wiped out, and with them, the ability to call forth any new characters able to fight. Without the powerful scripture of the Wordsmiths, the structure of the old world finally collapsed, and the world took its final tumble into darkness. New governments were formed.
In a final attempt to reclaim their world, the Dealers of Oz found another. One which still contained stories of hope and peace, of benevolent gods and mighty heroes. And so with their last bit of magic energy, they reached out towards the most powerful scriptures of this world, to form the very last set of cards that would bring forth the heroes that are needed save them.
But they missed and instead they got this website.
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Post by empireoffire on Jul 13, 2018 20:55:46 GMT -5
Realgam Tower, Orre - Joshua Vega's Room As usual, Joshua was the first to wake up. Ever since he had stopped having the same nightmare he has had for the past six or so years, he had hoped he would be able to experiencing the joy of restful sleep once again. Unfortunately, his body had seemingly adapted to his self-destructive sleep schedule, so he still has a heavy case of sleep deprivation despite no longer having any real reason to dread the act. Glancing around with a half-open eye and noting cracks of sunlight slipping through the closed window signifying it was just about time to get up anyway, he grunted internally to himself and shifted himself slightly. Apparently slightly too much so, seeing as his bedmate gave a soft "mmm" and began stirring, which he thought was a bit odd since she's usually a surprisingly deep sleeper. Yancy slowly opened her eyelids and saw herself still in his arms. He smiled as he used a finger to brush away the hair over her face. "Good morning", he said. Yancy looked at him gave a tired smile of her own. "Good morning." They pulled each other closer and gave each other a brief kiss. "Sun's up", said Joshua. "We should be getting up." "Well", murmured Yancy, almost whispering, "five more minutes shouldn't hurt anyone... right?" Joshua raised his hand to caress his beloved's cheek. "I was thinking the same thing." The two of them lightly bumped foreheads and closed their eyes. Smiling. Enjoying this brief moment. --- Moments later, and Joshua re-entered his room with assistant Ursaring carrying a box filled with berries in tow. Joshua in comparison just had a tray. "Breakfast!" Ursaring set the box down on the floor as he, Zoroark, and Gallade began passing the berries to the smaller Pokemon like Rotom and Manaphy in order to prevent all of them from swarming the box and causing havoc. Joshua saw Yancy sitting by the desk (changed out of her cotton sleepwear) setting aside a book she was reading. He took a seat next to her and passed her a muffin and a glass of milk while he himself got a sandwich and coffee. "Are you going to work today?" he asked. "Yes, but not until much later in the day", said Yancy. "What about you?" "I have to get my team back together before being able to do anything", he replied. "I've already filled in the paperwork, so I just need to turn them in and spend an unknown amount of time in the waiting period as it gets processed." "Lucky you", said Yancy. "We're still understaffed, so I'm expecting to have to work overtime in the near future. I know I wouldn't be given such a long break if it weren't for my leg." "I can sympathize", said Joshua. "For working overtime, I mean." "...I can't really complain, though", she said. "There's still so many people fighting no matter what time of day it is... It's still our duty to be able to help them any way we can." "Everyone appreciates the way you medics save lives", said Joshua. "But it's still not good if you start getting so overworked that your own health starts suffering for it. Just remember to take a breather every once in a while." "Don't worry. I will", said Yancy. "...Although I think you should be one to follow your own advice. I can see it in your sleep-deprived eyes." "...I'm trying" was all Joshua could respond with. |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2018 11:36:38 GMT -5
Location: Forests outside Midnight Cathedral
Catie was taking a brief walk through the forest taking a brief break. Baron was too busy to join her his dad needed him for important business. Barry and Silvia were off on there first mission as scouts and Kelly was accompanying them in case they needed a quick escape.
Sam agreed to accompany Catie in order to keep an eye on her. Catie just needed some time to herself and wanted to take a walk. "Hey Sam remember when we use to do this all the time?" Catie asked.
"It sure does bring back memories," Sam reminisced.
"I do feel kinda of bad Baron couldn't join us though," Catie said.
"It's fine, we all need time to ourselves, you know time to breath and gather our thoughts,". "Besides you been plenty busy yourself,". "Especially, with your training in dark magic," Sam said.
"Yeah it does feel a little funny being infused with dark magic,". "But it did help me deliver two wonderful, happy, and healthy kids," Catie said while her tail began to wag.
"Yeah it was awfully risky,". "We were unsure how the twins would affect you not only were you a non vampire,". "Your tribe was also pretty rare so we were unsure of how to handle the situation,". Sam told Catie.
Catie looked at the sky, "Yeah it was a rough go,". "I honestly wouldn't have minded if you had to turn me into a vampire,". "It would have meant I could spend even more time with Baron," Catie said.
"Even though we were unsure how turning you would effect your unborn children,". "So we hoped that just infusing you with some dark magic would help with the draining of your life force," Sam told Catie.
Catie seemed to think about that for a moment, "Yeah your right,".
Catie and Sam were walking around the forest when Catie's ears began to twitch.
"Hmm Catie is something the matter?" Sam asked.
"I thought I heard somebody calling for help," Catie said following the noise.
"Huh that's odd I can't hear anything," Sam said.
Catie went running towards the source of the noise.
"Catie slow down, it could be a trap," Sam called out running after her.
"Sam this person could be in danger we have to help," Catie said taking off.
Eventually, Catie stopped in front of the entrance of a cave.
"Please I need your help, please help me," a voice called out from the cave.
"Catie be careful," Sam said hoping on top of Catie's shoulder.
Catie and Sam quietly entered the cave and slowly began to go forward. Catie and Sam had no time to react as a bright light flashed in front of them and they were engulfed in it.
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Post by empireoffire on Jul 14, 2018 18:01:54 GMT -5
A Really Bad Part of the Country - Los Muertos Hideout: Abandoned Fort Pandrah
I hate my life.
Retreating toward a support column, Irving fired off a shot from his yellow Type-1 slot and created a wall of light a half-second before a fireball nailed him and reflected it. He quickly ejected the slot from his ryfel and replaced it with a standard white Type-7 one and shot at the general direction of where the fireball came from. He ducked behind the column and began catching his breath and reloading his weapon as smoke began forming around him and the barrier of light faded away.
I coulda found modest work as a Caravan Guard, but I'm "not intimidating enough"! What bullcrap is that?!
From the smoke, a man with a scimitar lunged at Irving. He raised his gun and parried an overhead slash with it, retaliated with a buttstroke to the attacker's face, pulled the bolt in his weapon, held the trigger to charge the cylinder in his gun slightly, and let go to fire at the attacker's head.
So damn difficult to find honest work...
Deciding to use the cover of the (safe-to-breathe, as far as he's aware) smoke, Irving swung his ryfel behind him as he brandished his machete for possible close combat measures and sprinted through under a balcony. Hearing shouting above, Irving put his machete by his mouth to grab with his teeth as he ejected the slot in his ryfel for a red Type-6 one. He dove out of the smoke and turned around, firing a burst of fire at the source of the yelling.
And then law abiding folk wonder why so many people do unsavory stuff to get by!
Irving grabbed his machete, turned once more, and lunged at someone nearby that he caught by surprise, having lost him through the smoke.
A guy's gotta eat!
Irving pulled the blade out of the man's stomach and kicked him away. He noted the fireball-throwing lad from before and jumped out of the way of another attempt at giving him a fiery death (for that was not quite his idea of "going out in a blaze of glory"). He fired another fiery blast of his own from his ryfel, only to see the man reach out a hand and absorb it. Irving ejected that slot and inserted the orange Type-4 projectile.
And it ain't my fault my slave life robbed me of most basic skills and a formal education!
The instant the man made movements for another fireball spell, Irving fired his weapon by the man's feet, the bullet exploding in a cloud of mist. The fire he created spiraled out of control, and he began crying out as he was set aflame. Irving sighed briefly before averting his eyes and ejecting that slot and replacing it with the black 2nd-circle one.
I hate this job...
Irving sped up a small set of stairs and turned the corner to advance further into the abandoned fortress Los Muertos have converted into one of their personal hideouts.
I hate fighting...
He raised his weapon as he heard distant yelling.
...But I get to clean up the criminal empire, even if it's just a little.
The first person he saw holding a weapon (in this case an axe) was shot with a blast of darkness, the man unable to process what happened as he dissolved into ash.
So I suppose I got that going for me.
Irving raised his ryfel overhead and brought it down hard on the second gang member he saw.
I guess there'd be worse--
Irving was suddenly hit from the front as a pale man with a gauntlet held out their hand towards him, fingertips firing and latching themselves into Irving's chest. A painful electric current coursed through him from the spikes of metal. With a cry of pain, he fell to the ground and began convulsing, unable to recover from the shocks.
Oh hell...
"Like that!?" exclaimed Mr. Gauntlet. He walked over and literally kicked Irving while he was down to assert dominance. "How does it feel!?"
Irving began turning face-down on the ground as his body continued shaking. Low volume growls began escaping him.
"Hurts, don't it?!" Another kick. "Tell me how much it hurts!"
The man brought down a foot to stomp on Irving some more, but instead he was suddenly grabbed by the ankle. A flick of the wrist holding him and a sharp snap ran out, the man shrieking in agony as his ankle broke. He looked back at Irving and saw him slowly rise up from the ground and pull off the fingers embedded into him. Irving chuckled.
"You call that pain?"
Mr. Gauntlet began attempting to crawl away in terror. Irving simply grinned, walked up to him, picked him up by his back with one hand, and threw him against the wall. Irving ran up to him and raised a foot over him.
"THIS is true pain!"
A sickening crunch followed as Irving stomped on the man's head.
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"Boss! We're being torn apart!"
"You've gotta be kidding me! Are we sure it's just one guy? Actually, scratch that; are we sure it's HUMAN?!"
Before the henchman could respond, a loud thud was heard behind one of the walls of the small (compared to the throne room in the current monarchs anyway) throne room in the fortress. The leader of the fortress and his lackeys within the same room froze as the looked at the direction of the thud. A second thud... A third.
Finally, the wall gave out. A dust cloud formed as someone burst out of the new hole in the wall, holding someone's torn off arm. He sneered and threw the bloody arm to the side.
"Boss man? You've pissed off the wrong guy, they're paying good money for your head, and a man's gotta eat. I'd say sorry about this, but..."
Irving cracked his knuckles. "I'm just having WAY too much fun!"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2018 21:17:50 GMT -5
Location; No Limits Cemetery dood
Fawful and his wonderful Pokemon Pixy the world's most adorable and worlds smartest Pikachu PhD. Fen Fen a Delphox that once belonged to Wario but due to circumstances now travels with Fawful. Finally, there is Chortles the Gggggggggeeeeeeennnngggggaaaarrrrrr who started off as a Gastly but eventually through much training evolved in a glorious, and jovial Gengar who is like a brother to Fawful. They are in No Limits Cemetery (think of it as a central hub for everything) because Fawful has received a message on his 3ds about the unveiling of a new gravestone (basically, portals to a different world). What seems odd about this gravestone is that it has a picture of a giant turtle
"Aww a place to spread my chortles like a tree spreading pollen," Fawful proclaims. Pixy wanders out in front of Fawful to study the gravestone. Pixy looks at it and not in the typical Pikachu type of way no this a Pikachu PhD Fletchings. Anyways Pixy has finished her assessment she goes over to Fawful and tells him everything she knows.
"Pika," Pixy lets out as all of a sudden shadow began to form next to her. "(Really at a time like this, sigh its like there is two Fawfuls,)" Pixy sighs. (Anyways Fawful try to get Chortles over there under control I am very busy trying to Pika out this situation), " Pixy said to Fawful. Fawful just stares at Pixy completely confused because to Fawful it just sounded like a bunch of Pikas and Pikachus. "Pika, Pika," Pixy facepalmed.
"Aww my dear brother Chlortles the Gggggggggeeeeeeennnngggggaaaarrrrrr, there you are come let us celebrate this occasion most full of joy," Fawful said as him and Chortles begin spinning with joy. Pixy is about to send out a thunderbolt towards them, when she feels a paw on her shoulder.
Fen Fen the Delphox looks at Pixy and more or less told her that it's going to be okay let the two go. "Pika Pika Pi Pikachu," Pixy sighed towards Fen Fen. Fen Fen closed her eyes and began to focus on something. When Fen Fen opened her eyes she told Pixy that those two are like children and she pointed her stick wand thing towards the new gravestone.
Fawful decided that he would be the first to try out the new gravestone. When Fawful touched the gravestone he should have warp to the new location but nothing happened. Fawful was full of the fury and gravestone was about to pay for it but Pixy stopped him. Pixy in the most Pikachu way possible told Fawful to hold off on the fury and that her and the other Pokemon would test it out.
Well when Pixy and the other Pokemon touched the gravestone they vanished from no limits cemetery. The problem was the gravestone disappeared right along with them leaving a Fawful full of fury wondering what just happened.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2018 17:30:12 GMT -5
Location: Underground Base
Sonic following a tip from tails has located one of Dr. Eggman's hidden base.
Sonic opens up a communicator like device to check in with Tails.
"Hey buddy I located the base," Sonic told Tails.
"Okay, but be careful his place is heavily guarded and knowing Egg man he probably already knows your here," Tails told Sonic.
Right on cue a Megahorn began to blare to life and an all too familiar voice began to adress Sonic. "So nice of you to come my good friend," Dr. Eggman told Sonic.
"So Tails are you sure the rest of the emeralds are deep inside," Sonic asked Tails.
"Are you ignoring me?" Eggman asked.
Sonic looked to the mega phone with an annoyed expression, "Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a conversation,".
"How dare you?" Eggman's voice blared over the mega phone.
"Yeah Sonic I can guide you from here be careful," Tails told Sonic.
"Good to know, hey egg head if you don't mind," Sonic asked the Mega phone.
"Don't mind if I do," Egg man replied as the front door opened in front of Sonic.
"That's awfully hospital of you," Sonic replied.
"Be careful Sonic if he gets a hold of the chaos emerald you hold it's all over," Tails told Sonic.
"No sweat there, buddy I will have this over in a flash," Sonic told Tails as he took off with a flash.
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Jul 15, 2018 19:30:38 GMT -5
Outside the Moogle Village, deep within the Feymarch
"Kupo!"
Mog narrowly dodged out of the way of a fireball, a telltale sign that the bombs had no intention of leaving after Mog's warning.
"Fine then. I don't care why you're here, but I will not let you pass!"
The moogle reached down to a pocket within his robe, cards flowing out from it and into the air around him. As one of the fiery fiends charged in Mog swung his arm in front of him, the cards following in front of his hand and slashing at the Bomb. Another one closing in was met with a barrage of cards flying straight at its face, and as the rest tried to rush all at once Mog sent the cards spinning around each of his hands. As a beam of ice shot forth from each hand through the circles of cards he swung his hands inwards, the beams dispatching one Bomb after the next until only a single one which had hung back was left.
"Now, are you going to retreat?"
The Bomb floated pensively in the air for a moment. In the end it decided that discretion was the better part of valor, and as it flew away the victorious Moogle returned his cards to his robe.
"That's the third time this week, kupo. They've never been this bold before..."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2018 22:19:15 GMT -5
Location: Eggman's Base"Oh ho ho, how nice of you to deliver the chaos emerald right to me Sonic," Eggman's voice rang out over the loud speaker. "Oh come now Egg head you know the chase is half the fun,". "Besides all you have to do is catch me first," Sonic said in response. "Well then lets see how you like this welcoming party," Eggman said. Dr. "Ivan" Eggman pressed a button from his command center and a line of gatling guns appeared in the same hallway Sonic was in. They all locked onto Sonic and began to fire at once. "Really Egg head is the best you got," Sonic sighed. Sonic curled up into a ball and began to dash throw one turret after another. The bullets never had a chance at keeping up with his speed. "Come on Egg head I know you can do better then that," Sonic called out while racing down the hall way. "Don't get cocky now you little rodent, it's time for round 2," Eggman replied as he pressed another button. After Eggman pressed the button a whole bunch of doors opened and waves, after waves of robots began to pour into the hall way. "Like I always said the more the merrier, now stop that hedgehog," Eggman demanded from his robot army. "Oh you brought the whole gang too,". "How very thoughtful of you Egg man,". "Unfortunately, I have things to do so I can't stay around and play with your toys," Sonic said taking off towards the hordes of robots. Sonic quickly hoped over two of the robots while easily avoiding shots from a third one. Another robot tried to lock on to Sonic but he just quickly side stepped the shots causing them to hit some of the surrounding robots. Sonic then proceeded to curl into a ball and bounce off of each of the remaining robots like he was a Blue pinball. One by one explosions rang out throughout the hallway as Sonic destroyed or caused Egg man's own robots to be destroyed one by one. "Yawn are we done yet Egg head I am getting awfully bored over here," Sonic taunted. "Why you little," Eggman shouted in frustration. "How many times have we done this dance Egg head?". "You claimed you have some type of brilliant plan,". "Then I come in and beat you silly,". "Only for you to run away try something else,". "Then I have to stop that plan,". "Come on just be a good little Egg and give back the Chaos Emeralds," Sonic told Egg man. "Hmph fine then have it your way," Eggman huffed out in frustration. Eggman pressed a button as a set of doors opened in front of Sonic. Sonic in the distance could see the Chaos Emeralds behind what appeared to be behind a glass container. "See wasn't that easy," Sonic said taking off. Sonic ran as fast as he could past the doors and towards the 6 Chaos Emeralds. When he passed the last door the doors behind him slammed shut. Sonic screeched to a stop and took a look around his surroundings. He was in a large arena looking area and the Chaos Emeralds were much further then he thought from the entrance. "I should have guess Egg head wouldn't have gave up that easily,". Sonic sighed. Just then a strange little bomb appeared in front of Sonic. Sonic realized what type of bomb this was and only a couple of seconds to dodge the resulting blast. "Oh come now my old friend the party is just getting started," a familiar voice called out. "So you decided to come see me in person huh Dr.," Sonic called out. At that moment what appeared to be a giant mechanical Eggman appeared from the ceiling and right in front of Sonic. "Well like they always said if you want something done right you have to do it your self," Eggman replied from the Death Egg Robot. "So I seen you brought out this big ugly thing again,". "No sweat I can scrap this again like I did before," Sonic told Eggman. Sonic was preparing to attack the center of the mech when his attack was intercepted from what appeared to be a blue metal ball. The metal ball uncurled it's self and was hovering in front of the mech. The figure appeared to be a robotic version of Sonic. He was hovering in mid air and just glaring down towards his counterpart. It took out it's metal finger and wagged it towards Sonic. "Oh so you brought him along too,". "Just when I was hoping to get some quality time alone with you,". "Sorry pal but there's no room here for a third wheel," Sonic said. Sonic curled up in a ball and used a homing attack on Metal Sonic. Just as Sonic was about to land an attack a metal fist punched Sonic, causing him to go launching towards the walls. "Oh since when did you become about cheap shots,". "That's low even for you Dr.," Sonic replied regaining his bearings. "As you can see my pesky little friend your out numbered and your going against two of my greatest creations,". "Now then hand over the emerald like a good hedgehog,". "If you hand it over I shall allow you to leave here unscathed, you have my word on that," Eggman told Sonic in a triumphant voice. "If I refuse," Sonic replied with a more defiant tone. "Well then me and Metal Sonic will just have to beat it out of you," Dr. Egg man replied. While Dr. Eggman, Sonic, and Metal Sonic were chatting, neither of them noticed the Chaos Emeralds starting to glow. The Chaos Emeralds were behaving like they were reacting to some unknown force. Like a call well beyond the realm of Sonic and Eggmans world. The glowing from the Chaos Emeralds began to glow brighter and brighter until Sonic and Dr. Eggman noticed them. "Is this glowing your doing Eggman?" Sonic asked. "No they normally don't start glo," Dr. Eggman responded but was cut off mid sentence. The glow from the Chaos Emeralds engulfed everyone in the room and when the light receded not a trace of Sonic, Dr. Eggman, Metal Sonic or the Chaos Emeralds were left.
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Post by Vitsheep on Jul 16, 2018 0:56:11 GMT -5
Tartarus Castle
A woman in a wide-hipped dress made of black-metal scales covered in black silk sits in front of a mirror. She carefully checks all her trappings, all the small ornaments and decorative bits of gold and silver. She pulls up the gloves, checking the knives are still hidden in their pouches. They may be necessary today. The war against the Risen may be over, but she's wary of entering a different type of battle. She adjusts the hatchet on her hip, makes sure her legendary battleaxe is strapped to her back, and carefully affixes her bridal veil.
Her mentor, a middle-aged, blue-haired woman in a white-and-gold military uniform, helps brush the last few tangles from her chestnut hair. "So... are you ready for this?"
June hesitates for a moment. "I... Yes. Yes, I am."
"Nervous? Don't worry, I understand. It's a bit different from when Holland and I got married. It's not just a few friends and some pirates, the whole country's going to be watching. No, not just Carcina. All of Valeria, too." She finishes brushing and crosses her arms with a warm smile. "My, my. If someone had told me the little girl I bumped into back in that shop would go on to marry the dark king..."
"I just wish my father could have been here to see it."
"...Me, too. Me, too. But I'm sure he'd tell his little June Bug to cheer up, get out there, and do what she needs to do... right?"
June nods with a weak smile. "Right, something like that. It's almost time to begin, isn't it? Could you go make sure Wendy and the rest are ready to go?"
"Sure. Remember - steady pace, stand tall, and don't be afraid to stab someone if you have to."
"Are Carcinan weddings usually that lively?"
"No, but I'm expecting this one might be." Raine heads to the door, pauses to smile at June one last time, then steps out.
June takes a few deep breaths, then stands up.
Field of Shadows
Three figures are locked into a fight in the middle of a large field. One, a female dressed in a solid-black bodysuit, chucks a baseball right at the other girl's face. The third figure steps in the way and swings a shovel. The ball bounces off the improvised weapon, spinning and flying back to clip the black-haired girl's shoulder.
"Ah...! This is really bad...!" she yells, her face hidden by a Japanese mask with a deer pattern. "At this rate, my key's going to break..."
"We need to withdraw for now!" the guy yells back. "She won't listen, and she's too strong to beat like this."
"But we-"
"Forget it. None of that matters if you die, right? Now run! Split up!"
"..." The girl in the red-and-white dress turns and starts to run, slowing just long enough to take one last look over her shoulder. It's lucky she did, as it gives her just enough warning to dodge a soccer ball flying at her face. She keeps sprinting, dodging behind a tree to catch her breath for a moment.
Mt. Pyre
A woman in stark-white pajamas wet with splotches of fresh blood is rolling, tossing, turning fitfully in her sleep. "Bugs... B-bugs..." she mutters. "I don't... egg... burn..." She fitfully lashes out with the knife clutched tight in her hands like a comforting doll.
A young man with brown hair leans over her, gently holding her arm to stop the weak slashes. "Hang in there, Kalyke..." He dabs some water on her forehead with his free hand. "And stop rolling around so much! You've torn your wounds open again, and we don't have many bandages to spare..."
The barely-conscious woman answers by beginning to float into the air, hovering a few feet above the ground as her sheets fall away. Her dark-purple hair flops down limp, barely brushing the ground at this height.
"Kalyke...! Seriously, what were you thinking!? You've done some stupid things, but this..."
"Candy... Kids..." She rolls over in the air, a few more drops of blood being flung to the ground.
"Hang on, I'm going to go get Dragon..." Her attendant ducks out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Flower Field
A dog flops down in a field of bright blue flowers, rolling around. He's a young, yellow lab mutt holding a magical staff in his mouth. He finishes rubbing his back against the ground and sits up. He pants and stares at his companion, a 6ft tall humanoid badger. The badgerbeast stares back at him, then flops over and starts rolling, too.
The dog spends the time thinking about what to build when he gets back to town. Maybe it's finally time for a proper library...? Or a greenhouse. But they'd need to recruit someone to attend it.
The badgerbeast is simply enjoying her time rolling in the field, with the occasional thought about what to have for breakfast...
Hello Mines
"La... la..."
Looks like another group has entered.
"La-lala..."
...And once again, the poison gas proves too much to overcome.
"Laaa-lala..."
They're turning back.
"Lalala..."
Another group of useless adventurers.
"Laaa..."
Worthless.
"Lala..."
The feminine figure shrouded in a golden-white light sets her blade aside and goes back to sitting on her throne in the heart of the cathedral buried in the mines. Someday. Someday, a worthy challenger will appear. In the meantime... she'll go back to attacking defenseless villagers. Sooner or later, the right group will be inspired to act.
"Lala. Laaala-la."
Definitely Not Victor's Lab/Victorious Hunting Lodge
A figure in a stark-white labcoat is hunched over a workbench. The fact the sun is long set is irrelevant. It doesn't matter that almost everyone else is long since asleep. There aren't any guards or police or anyone who can complain about the racket out here. Yes... Tonight shall be the night!
The ultimate cyber-bioweapon!
The ultimate ranged weapon!
Who cares about the rest!? All that matters is the pure joy discovery!
FOR SCIENCE!
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Post by Digi on Jul 16, 2018 19:09:48 GMT -5
Farhaven
It was an ordinary day for Jasper. He'd gone to school, somehow survived the day despite his crippling social anxiety and gone home. Though tonight he'd decided to go on a walk with a classmate, much to the dismay of his nerves. Jasper had no idea that he'd actually end up fighting to save the lives of his classmates in a few days, nor did he realize that he'd be going on an intense adventure prior.
He parted with his classmate and then hurried under the street lights past all the alleyways. He was careful to avoid the parts of town that were more crime prone and kept 911 on speed dial. You could never be too careful. Ever.
There were, of course, alleyways he couldn't avoid on his way home. He hated being out at night. It made him unbelievably nervous. But his parents and friends insisted he didn't shelter himself in his room. At times they'd literally dragged him out out of his room while he frightfully protested.
On any other night, he would have run home screaming, but tonight the alleway beckoned him. Something in the back of his mind made him push forward. It told him to conquer his fear and step into the darkness.
As soon as he took his first step into the alley, it lit up and he couldn't see anything. The light was blinding, but only lasted a second.
And he was gone...
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Post by Malefio on Jul 17, 2018 19:53:31 GMT -5
Vitquest Earth's Orbit, The Destructor
"Jacob, please report to the bridge. Qall wants to see you!"
That was the voice of the intercom, resonating through the metallic corridors or a space station as big as a planet. Most of these corridors were just empty space... If there wasn't any clunky noises, anyone could believe there was no life in this station... And there technically wasn't. The entities whom requisitioned it were called the Unborn. Entities whom died at birth, but were brought into existence, into their own world, through share willpower.
Jacob was one of them. Qall was another. The first was kept alive thanks to his imagination. The second thanks to it's thirst for destruction. Unfortunately, the later was who's boss. And Jacob knew that...
A dark circle turned a corner of an empty corridor. It was Jacob. He was faster in that form. He quickly made his way to the bridge to meet with the embodiment of destruction... It was currently hiding inside a User named "Malefio", who created this particular world, which gave Qall the form of a blonde man covered in puprle veins. He simply turned around as Jacob came out of his puddle form, which caused a stomping noise that could be heard through the entire station.
"Audrey confirmed what you were saying... No point in repairing the Destructor's planet destroying beam. Everyone's gone..." said the Unborn's leader.
"I don't understand... How did this happen?" said Jacob
"I don't care. There's nothing to destroy here... Nothing alive at least. Let's try to crash into the planet and move on to another one... If we find nothing, we'll seek a new world instead."
"I don't think that'll be necessary..."
Jacob point through the cockpit's window, as the planet seems to illuminate, slowly cracking into what appears to be lines of magma, then imploding without any apparent cause. Qall looks at the planet in confusion, then at his underling.
"That wasn't me... Do you have an expla..."
Before the creature hellbent on destruction could finish talking, it just disintegrated. This creature which source of life is pure willpower... Just gone... Like this. That wasn't possible and Jacob knew it. The Unborn were unable to die... In any way possible... He quickly understood that it was worse than he could even think, as every single piece of metal material started to detach from their sockets, launching themselves into random directions, before disintegrating like Qall did.
Jacob quickly knew he had to flee to the Unborn world, a world of it's own, which could travel into other worlds itself... He ran through several corridors, as the floor just left place to outer space behind him... Turning into his puddle form to gain speed, he passed under the door he was looking for to see his home, the Unborn World disintegrate in front of him.
"No... That can't be... What is happening?"
Jacob felt it... He felt himself slip away... He felt what he couldn't... Death... Inexistence...
"NO! I REFUSE!"
The Unborn disintegrated, then reappeared, then disintegrated, refusing inexistence. He felt like he was succeeding less with every disintegration... And when the world of Vitquest became a void in front of his eyes and he thought everything was lost, he heard a voice call for him and a bright light proceeded to blind him...
There was nothing left.
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Post by Malefio on Jul 17, 2018 20:15:48 GMT -5
Hyrule, The Living Dungeon
A circle-shaped door decorated by a skull drawing barely opened, as a shark-headed humanoid came out of it. The Zora was inside a dungeon, yet the room he just entered looked like an outside area. There was a lake full of boardwalk, an area with tall grass and some rock formations. Hearing the door close again behind him, Vaikau jumps a little, then tries to get his bearings. He dusts off his straw hat and makes sure his pitchfork is still on his back. Everything seems to be in order.
"Alright... I left Lazarus and the twins to fight that weird armor... I wasn't useless at least... I'm the one who found it's weak spot... Now... Lazarus wanted to go through that giant door over there... Maybe I can find a way to open it..."
The shark Zora started exploring the room, ignoring the boardwalks, which they already explored. He went underwater and found a chest containing a few rupees, but that wasn't a giant key. He ran to investigate the rock formations and found some really vague scriptures and three levers... Pulling them caused noises from inside the rocks, at which point he found cracks... But no way to open those cracks. Vaikau then proceeded to the tall grass, deciding to get close to the ground to see something...
He never came out of the grass.
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Dark World, Thieves' Hideout
Out of the forest came two individuals, walking into their home town: a village with decrepit houses, ruined shops and plenty of undead inhabitants. The first individual was a floating armor holding a lantern... To anyone not paying attention at least, cause that was just a Poe staying invisible. The second was some kind of mummy. A gibdo holding a fire rod. The poe looked around and remembered that no one would help them.
"Why did we even come back to this town" he said "we're the only explorers in here... We should have stayed with Amiee and Dam..."
"I... I think we were supposed to tell Lyra about the voice from the portal..."
"I know Ryza... But she never cooperated doesn't she... She's the sage of our town, but..."
Suddenly, a purple decaying Bokoblin came out of the forest, alone, shouting about witch kids or something. The Poe tried to calm him.
"Calm down, Dam. What's going on?"
"Kent! Kent! The witch lost her children, Amiee stayed there with the witch and sent me to give the information! Let's blow up stuff and find them!" said the aforemantioned "Dam"
"WHAT? You left Kakariko's sage alone with the witch?" asked the armored ghost.
"Please... Help me..." asked a mysterious voice from the forest.
"Is... Is that Amiee?" asked the shy Gibdo.
Kent didn't even ask himself the question. He flew right into the forest and before he could see if his two friends followed, he was blinded by a mysterious light.
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Post by Malefio on Jul 17, 2018 20:44:52 GMT -5
Central Town, Plaza
"Heh... Heh... Heh... Everything is perfect, Chainblade, M is pulling the character orb out today... All we need to do it steal it and we can prevent the other teams from growing in number!"
Inside an alley was hiding a turtle in football attire, with it's green skinned gladiator friend. The turtle was checking to make sure he didn't forget any of his equipment. Baseballs, footballs and his trusty shovel. He had everything. The armored humanoid with jet boots accompanying him was also checking his weapons: two blades which you extend and retract to different proportions. They were looking at a grey humanoid possessing antlers. That humanoid was called M... He was the creator of all fighters and today he was summoning the source of his power: the character orb. That orb gave additional fighters to any user touching it... But Charging Chuck and Chainblade had other plans... They didn't want the users to get any more fighters. They were gonna steal the orb.
M moved his hands around, as a giant portal appeared in the sky. A gigantic green orb started coming out of it, as Chuck sighed in disappointment.
"That's bigger than a house... We can't steal it... Man... We almost bullied M himself... What a bummer... I guess Robo Bob was right not to show up."
Chainblade pulled his leader behind him, then put his hand in front of the turtle's mouth.
"Shhh... Do you hear that?"
The two bullies went silent, as Virus' trademark laugh and stomping could be heard. A giant elongated dinosaur-like beast came out of another alley, walking right towards the character orb. M just turned towards the beast wyvern, as it started talking in a distorted voice.
"M! GIVE ME THE CHARACTER ORB! IT IS TIME FOR ME TO!"
The grey humanoid simply laughed, interrupting the creature.
"Come on! You can't even defeat the user's fighters. I don't have time to waste with you today... There's no one in the plaza right now... So I can do this..."
M moves his hands in multiple directions, causing the portal where the character orb came from to suck the giant dinosaur into it. Chargin Chuck and Chainblade try to hold on to something, but the vaccuum effect is too powerful. They're sucked in with the Deviljho as M makes some kind of hologram appear in front of him. Left alone, he talks to himself.
"Alright... Where do I send Virus 2... There's this new world called Oz... They can probably take him."
A computer generated voice suddenly resonates through the town.
"Chargin Chuck transferred to Oz!
Chainblade transferred to Oz!"
"Oops... My bad..."
"Virus 2 transferred to Oz!
Virus 1 transferred to Oz!
Virus 3 transferred to Oz!
Virus R transferred to Oz!"
"Oh... Now that's really bad... How did this happen... Can we reverse this?"
"The operation is irreversible."
"I'm terribly sorry Oz... I hope you can deal with all four versions of him..."
M contemplated the portal closing, hoping that he didn't doom this new world.
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Post by Malefio on Jul 18, 2018 6:22:21 GMT -5
Terran, Balynka's tavern
A quiet morning shines on Terran, as the city coming to life causes the birds to sing. Being the paranoid retired hero she is, a 7 foot tall woman rises from her own room to these sounds that would appease anyone else. The gilled woman quickly places her hair with her left hand, without using a mirror. That's enough for her. No time to be a beauty queen. She has to open her tavern as per usual. She opens a door to reveal her iron armor and her weapons behind it... She looks at it for a second, but she goes for reaches to the only set of clothes she has: a green tanktop and some light brown pants. She throws her pajama robe, which no one know the existence of and no one will live to see her with it on, intoher storage, then walks out of the room, then down the stairs, into her tavern. Quite a simple tavern. A counter and a lot of tables. Nothing fancy and that seems to be fine for the denizens of Terran. Balynka walks towards the entrance door and is about to open the tavern as a blond man bursts through it, visibly extremely pale. He's holding his chest in pain and goes to sit right to the counter.
"I'm sorry mister... But could you have waited 10 seconds for me to actually open the tavern? Cause I will kick you out for those 10 seconds."
"Bal... Balynka I need help..."
As the man says these words, the verian analyzes him and realizes who he his... She seems surprised to see him, but something's wrong... She feels like she shouldn't be surprise... As if she knew the man forever.
"Malik Admarth? You're Malik Adamarth? But... You disappeared after the war... Where were you?"
"That's wrong and you know it... I live in Terran since the war is over. I'm married to Ashley and I have two children. Don't ask more questions... I'm fading away... I need to explain before I'm gone... I... I have a special relationship with time hence why I'm not already gone... You see, someone from another world is asking for help... The powers of that person are taking heroes for that purpose... The problem is that something went wrong and it took me from when the war ended... I think it's gonna take you too, hence why I came to see you... Balynka... Ashley forgot about me... Everyone forgot about me... My children disappeared in front of my eyes... You need to bring my past self home... Oh... They... They will help you, I don't know what happened to them or why I have them but..."
Before Malik can finish his explanation, he disappears and what looks like two cards fall on the ground. The first one depicts a chibi goblin with an oversized helmet, running after a sheep, while holding a cup of yogurt. The other one depicts a lizard Verian with lizards climbing on him.
"Mosquito and Treblig? What happened to you?"
Without saying anything more, Balynka takes a piece of paper and writes Save Malik Adamarth on it, as she already feels the man fading from her memory. She puts it away with the two cards and looks outside, as a dome of light starts to cover Terran quickly... As no one is panicking from that very noticeable even, she understands she's the only one to see it.
"I didn't assume it would come that fast, Malik..."
Balynka runs upstairs, opens her storage and grabs her armor, swords and shield just in time for the light to collect her.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2018 21:40:39 GMT -5
Location: TerranJess has just finished another session with her students. The last of her students have left for the day and Jess goes into her office to do the daily stuff she needs to do. On the desk is her precious baby Hilda who's been sleeping during the session. When one of the heads notice Jess walk in, the other heads spring awake and start purring. "Mamasssssssss, sssssso glad to ssssssee you," Hilda called out in joy. Jess usually has a look of fierce determination and she's always ready to go. Yet as soon as she her daughter Hilda her scowl is replaced with a wide smile. Jess then takes off her ki and sits by her desk with just a simple tank top and a pair of baggy pants. She undue her headband which keeps her hair tied up during session and her shoulder length red hair flops down. "Hey there Hilda, glad to see you," Jess says picking up Hilda. Jess then proceeds to cuddle Hilda as Hilda begins to let out a purr. "Hey mama how wasssss your training sssssessssssion today?" Hilda asked. "It was fine, same as always,". "Then again I guess when word gets out your legendary hero your always busy training the next generation of monks,". "So where are your younger brother and younger sister at?" Jess asked Hilda. "They said they were going to hang out with Uncle Maliks and Aunt Ashley's kids,". "Also they said cousin Kelly was coming along with them and they would be home later,". "Mama what are you going to do?" Hilda asked. "First off I am going to get out of these sweaty cloths,". "Then I am going to take a nice long bath and just let the warm water soak away all the stress,". "Afterwards who knows maybe see what Malik and Ashley are up to,". "Or maybe see what my older bro and Anna are up to?" Jess told Hilda. "Can we come alongssssss?" Hilda asked. "Of course Hilda well before we do anything else lets get something to eat," Jess told Hilda. "Yay we are hungry," Hilda said. "Okay gotta make something extra special for my extra special girl," Jess told Hilda. Jess and Hilda proceeded to head off into the kitchen and get something to eat.
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