OPEN SIGNUPS The Evrensel Confict -- Chapter 1: The Only Easy Day was Yesterday

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Trigger silently sat in the corner, leaned up against an old cement pillar. The assortment of people around him was, strange, but most of them seemed friendly. He really wanted to return back to his home, but he wouldn't get anywhere if he wasn't one of the first people to start traveling. Going by the strange ships that arrived seemed like a good idea, since the dead creatures that covered the city had to be dead from something, and that something also had to still be alive since the gigantic robots we're dead too. Trigger definitely didn't want to face the creature, since it might be wandering the streets. He sighed. This was not what he wanted, and it gave him a great deal of anger. Before he could get his opinion on what they should do, the ships had already started their flight. He grabbed his butterfly knife and carved a small crater in the wall, silently seething from anger. It had to be almost two o'clock in the morning back home, and all he really wanted was to relax with a soda when his job was finished, but the universe had other plans. His thoughts were interrupted suddenly by something in. The distance.

Loud popping noises could be heard in the distance. At first they sounded like fireworks but trigger could tell that they definitely weren't. The noises didn't leave any lasting echo, meaning that they were gunshots. They sounded not too far from the building. "We need to go" he said, quickly heading for the door. "Whoever is down there is not friendly, so I suggest that we find a better building to hide in that is not open or we barricade ourselves in. They sound like they're getting closer to me, and I'm going to try and find stuff to barricade the entrances." He finished is plan by teleporting next to the stairwell and heading down. This was definitely not what trigger wanted to deal with today.

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The many attempts of chucking the rope out to dusk and his companion weren't really successful. Most of the time, the rope wasn't able to make the distance. After several minutes of this, the group was met with a voice from above, literally. A ship blasted instructions down to them, telling them not to worry. Another few minutes had passed and dusk had found himself before more funny looking creatures. A few of them were more unique looking than the first two he had met. The one with a tail and fuzzy ears walked up to him, introducing itself as Alista and asking if he needed healing of any kind. Dusk shook his head and she continued on her way.
Dusk sat there and waited for takeoff in the strange flying machine. One of the last creatures to make it on was a greenish tinted one that was covered in metal. Dusk was unsure how to act around these creatures, and he didn't know how to thank the first two that he had met. He assumed that a soft Pat on the head would work, it had worked on animals at least.
Once they arrived at the mall, dusk found himself akwardly getting out of the machine. He didn't even notice that the horns on top of his head had scraped the paint off the roof of the ship. Snow softly crunched under his feet as they met the ground. He wasn't even sure what he was here for, and it wasn't very obvious due to the absence of a welcoming party. Dusk stood in the middle of the group, surveying the area. Many of the shops were abandoned, and each of the windows were covered in a thick layer of ice and frost. The shelves inside were empty and rusted to the point that they were all mostly brown. The mall itself smelled vaguely of smoke and blood, probably from a long gone moment of panic. Some of the shops even had some broken in windows with crowbars or lead pipes next to them. This place looked like it hadn't been touched for years, and it was easy to tell. Dusk sat and waited for instructions
 
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Ayana thought about her future as she walked down the mountain road. The Legion would come to this place, to the mountain town she was going eventually. She could create a new life for herself there, find work as a hunter or something... only to lose it all again months later. She knew what she was doing amounted to naught but delaying the inevitable, but that part of her mind was quickly overwhelmed by just how weary of it all she felt. Sure she, with the aid of that adventuring party, had managed to actually push back the doom befalling this world, but... again and again, she circled back to the same conclusion, that the rest of the world would have to wait while she got some well deserved rest and relaxation.

No one should have to fight a war after losing everything, after all, that was just too much to ask... and considering that she did have a choice in the matter she should use it... but why did it feel so wrong? Shouldn't it be her right to decide whether or not she was going to fight? Isn't that why declined the invitation to the capital and came out here instead?

She forced herself to come to a stop and let out a deep and heavy sigh. Going in circles again. Why couldn't she just make up her mind?

Gods damnit it all, you know what? It's time to go hunting to take her mind off of all this.

Her feet took her off the road as she looked for a tree to serve as a vantage point. Sure, sitting in a tree all day probably wasn't as good as actually finding some tracks, but a nap in a tree also sounded nice.

As she looked up to the sun to confirm what time of day it was, there was a flash of vibrant green light...

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....she was falling, spinning, her hands fumbled around as tried to reach for a weapon...

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Ayana yelped as she suddenly impacted something, landing on her gut. After a moment she rolled onto her back and got up, rubbing her snout where it had impacted the ground, no... roof, while her other hand found its way to the hilt of her new sword.

She walked to the edge of the roof, behind a ledge, to see... ruins, ruins as far as the eye could see. Corpses of monsters and another kind of metal monster littering the place here and there. She was sure that the capital wasn't as big as all these ruins were and neither was it built so... so... tall. The place looked like it may have been well lived in once. It reminded her of the devastated her home city had been left in when she had gone back to kill the Dread Knight. But this place simply looked... abandoned.

Was this hell? Did a death god catch up to her to end her sorry existence? Had a Fae caught her in some kind of enchantment?

Her attention was drawn downwards by the sounds of yelling and... rhythmic explosions? Fireworks? Her mind was thrown for a loop when she saw the armored men holding a kind of weapon? implement? She had never seen before. Going by their stances they were being used like... crossbows. Then there was the metal monsters they had with them, she had never seen a band like this before. It seemed they were looking for something, something that had gotten them all in a panic.

After a moment's thought, she crouched down to hide behind the ledge she was looking down on them from. She wondered if she should try to throw her lot in with these soldiers, they at least seemed to be powerful. Though it would probably be best to approach them when they weren't freaking out.
 
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Hot desert winds blew into Xiao face where she was standing on a sandsailer inspired by the same ones that were made by the sandsailers who lived in the desert. With her was her only trusted friend Talia. A young puppy of a wolfbat but as smart as a grown up polarbeardog. "Come its time we headed out... the weather is starting to really annoy me." Xiao mostly said it to herself but her loyal companion reacted and stepped onto the sand sailer.

As soon as the wolfbat was on the wooden boards Xiao got tense and began to move her hands quite rapidly to create a continuous gust of wind that pushed the sailer along. "Off to Basingse... Batu said that theres a great earthbender who can teach me more." Talking with her pet was really the only way she could remain sane in the desert alone for so long. As the sun set over the horizon the last sliver of the round red disk flashed green so bright she went blind.

The next thing she felt and even heard was the uneven ground and the scraping of wood against solid rock. Her eyesight slowly coming back revealed the devastated landscape around her. It also revealed the fact that her sandsailar was now skidding on a black street but was slowly coming to a halt. Stopping completely by a mall of all things. Meanwhile Talia her pet and partner huddled up close to Xiao, quite obviosuly scared. well who the hell wouldnt be scared. Half collapsed stone spires almost a mile tall were everywhere the eye could see. the streets were grids so huge that she was made to wonder if this society had people as powerful as her to build something this huge.
 

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Spriggan turned as the others made their way onto the ship following the group in lieu of a real objective. Not to mention some of them were half-dead and she wanted to be there to inter if they required. However when the human mentioned the two she'd already interred looked down at the slowly closing portal.

"They had things, what things?", she asked looking down as two skulls appear though not the two she'd interred.

The Nord and Bosmer looked at each other and removed the dog tags.

Though she always talked to them upside down if they saw her at all the barely visible face of a bosmer replied, "Well they had these silver amulets, seemed important but they aren't magical, though we held onto their belongings. The others might need clothes."

They swung out of the portal and the Spriggan raised them high pointing at the glinting metal as Alec fought to try and go upstairs. He'd left with the ship, however, and it seemed important to return. Though another concern struck her having a good eye to the stone shores behind the two voices of the moment.

She looked down and scolded, "Did you bring that cask of mead all the way from Sovengarde?!"

They looked at each other as the Nord grinned, "Hey, Svard is off getting more, too. Not like we can share, aye?"

A voice calls from the back a throat clearly different than the other two, "Kajiit thinks these are enchanted crossbows with triggers! No bolts, No bolts. The part in the handle comes out? We do not know what they do. We put it back inside."

The two skeletons in front crouch as a loud set of laser blasts issue a projection of light, "Aha! Kajiit knows what they do! Magic bolts? Fire, do you see it! Pull the metal nub!"

Spriggan rumbles an acknowledgment, "Drink. I do not care. I may need their magic thing. Keep them close. I must follow but with the water the portal must close."

The hollow eyes flex closed to ready that she could move onward. As the vines retreat the hum of nirnroot vanishes from the room. The portal closes with a rustle of vines her visible spine now reattached to refracting flesh instead. The two silver amulets around her neck then pressed them through a hole in her chest so they would not fall off.

"I follow the dying. There are no threats here," said the Spriggan stumping forward down the stairs heading closer to ground. One side close enough to stable ice leaped through a window in a shattering of broken glass. With a bearing on the sky craft, the Spriggan's sunlight glow jogged slow but surely in chase. The cold and snow made her sluggish but the air of skyrim's north was hardly warmer.
 
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Shirou felt his blood turn cold with dread as he got a clear view of the group, reinforcing his vision to confirm what he was seeing. He wasn't a huge history buff, but there was no mistaking the meaning of that angled swastika. The presence of the stylized eagles, the bar-crosses, and the style of their armor (especially their helmets), only confirmed it. These guys were Nazis. Any possible doubt he might have had about this conclusion was swept away when he heard one of them shout out in German.

It was unbelievable. Of all the things Shirou thought he might encounter, literal Nazis were not one of them. He knew about the existence of Neo-Nazi hate groups, but this was a full-fledged military unit. More bizarre still was that they had giant armored troops and what appeared to be dog-shaped robots with sharp metal teeth. Overall, they appeared significantly more advanced than what he remembered of their World War II counterparts.

Regardless of how nonsensical it seemed, the fact was that there were a few hundred armed troops heading in his direction. Shirou very much doubted he would receive a fair welcome from them, and he really didn't want to approach such hateful people for help regardless. And trying to fight such a large force on his own would be all but suicidal, even with Unlimited Blade Works. At least when he fought Gilgamesh, the golden bastard was enough of an arrogant idiot to hold back his full power, and even then he had only barely survived. These guys almost certainly wouldn't be so reserved.

Under the circumstances, he decided it would be best to get out of here and find another lead. Maybe he'd have better luck following the aircraft. Unfortunately, it seemed the Nazis had noticed it as well. If the aircraft wasn't from a hostile group, maybe he could warn them...

His train of thought was interrupted upon seeing a familiar, bright green flash erupt just behind the Nazis' front line. It quickly disappeared, leaving behind a small, round, pink...puffball...with a cute face, nubby little pink arms, and round, stubby red feet.

Shirou had seen some strange creatures during the Grail War and his subsequent studies at the Clock Tower, but he had never seen anything like this. It looked like something straight out of a kids' cartoon or video game. "What IS that??"

Then, when the pink guy waved an arm, the Nazi soldiers who had turned around shouted out in alarm and raised their guns-

Shirou reacted before consciously thinking, quickly reinforcing his legs and launching forward from his hiding spot, kicking up a cloud of dust and rubble. As he arced through the air, he projected a pair of bastard swords and fired them directly at the two troops, trying to strike them before they shot the pink guy. As he hit the ground, he kicked up another cloud of debris as he leaped forward again toward the batallion, weaving his way between and over the wrecked vehicles and debris on the road.

"Rho Aias," he breathed, holding up an arm and generating a shimmering, pink energy shield in front of him, keeping it raised in an attempt to deflect any incoming bullets. He only generated three out of seven layers for now, to conserve his energy.

His new plan, which he completely made up on the fly, was to charge in, grab the pink guy before the Nazis killed him, and then get the hell out.


Clone Tsunade does not like the look of this group the longer she examines them from her vantage point a story up in a ruined building, with only a cursory glance up to see where those flying machines are headed.

The armor of the men look akin to the armor of the samurai from the Land of Iron, except instead of swords they wield metal weapons wholly unfamiliar to her. The men were strange and concerning. The things they walk with were even stranger and more concerning to the point Clone Tsunade contemplates dissipating herself so that Real Tsunade would know what was coming and seek shelter farther away from them. Large metal men, even larger metal beasts, and wheeled vehicles. All speaking a language she can't understand, but the way the words are said and the men react, she recognizes a military group.

In the cold air there was the smell of oil along with the black smoke put out by the vehicles as they move.

Oil. The metal things are combustible then, if I could get fire past their armor.

Just as Clone Tsunade is about to disappear herself to pass on this information, there is a green flash at the rear of the convoy. The same that had enveloped her when she was about to enter the Hokage office.

Please be someone from Konoha. Or Suna. Any of the shinobi villages.

What is dropped by the green light, is a very adorable creature, much to her chagrin.

Is that a living ball of mochi?

Two soldiers don't receive the creature's wave 'Hello' well. Clone Tsunade sees no reason to harm such a harmless-looking thing, so she thinks to intervene to save it. Get the soldier's attention, distract them so it could run away.

Evidently the young man seen before has the same idea, but is quicker to act. Clone Tsunade makes the hand signals for a technique and leaps from her hiding spot.

" 臆病者!" She yells to get their attention upwards before a torrent of fire erupts from her mouth and falls down onto the battalion, the apex of it on the largest metal machine. Anyone inside it would feel the heat of the blast, but it wasn't meant to cook them alive. The soldiers would certainly feel that way though. No it was only meant to distract and scatter the battalion for Clone Tsunade to come falling down fist-first. Her target is not the tanks, or the metal dogs, or any soldier; it is the ground on which they stand that she hits with a focused burst of chakra.

The frozen ground cracks open under her fist, capturing any soldier or vehicle that had not scattered from the blast zone of the firebomb.

In all this mayhem, the soldiers would fire their weapons at her at one or all points of their attack, and maybe by the time she's put a crater in the middle of their formation she is riddled with bullets. No matter. Clone Tsunade takes those hits, and disappears in a puff of white smoke with all the chakra spent on her creation now gone.

The Real Tsunade receives everything her clone has experienced, and without wasting time runs to that same location to assess the damage done and see if she was successful in helping that creature and the young man escape.
Hei

Hei considered pulling back as the now armored up Nazi convoy's numbers passed by. Followed by hulking armored up individuals and what looked like a robot dog. Then there was the three armored vehicles, one was a tank while the other two looked to be primarily anti-vehicle.

Numbers were not on his side, hell he could think of at least four different Contractors he had worked with that could make up for the indifference in number. Even if they were on opposing sides, they could easily eliminate a large number of the enemy force. Mai, Wei, The Dog, Havoc. Any combination, Hei didn't care.

But almost everyone on the list were dead or missing. Hei personally could attest to it. The only one who wasn't confirmed was Mai, as she wasn't among the dead during the fight three years ago.

But things changed as some pink blob showed up, and a random young man jumped out, summoning swords while trying to make a getaway. Things looked bad, but then a newcomer showed up, calling out in what seemed like Japanese. Then with enough force to shatter the ground, sending the convoy into chaos while also being riddled with bullets. That was then Hei wondered if the woman and boy were fellow Contractors due the boy summoning swords while the woman turned into smoke. Leaving many of them confused.

But Hei could see some of them were in puddles and on ice. Thinking back to his encounter with November 11 and the conductivity of ice and water. So putting his gloved hand into water, his outline would glow blue as Lancelnoptchrotron Radiation occurred and his eye glowing red as his power activated. Within seconds, the soldiers standing in the water and any ice connecting to the water he was touching would get fried, their metal armor and equipment not helping, some screamed while others had so many volts rushed through them. At best, he got close to eleven soldiers. But his attack did not go unnoticed, as the other soldiers around the ones fried turned and would see him.

Within a split second, Hei threw himself back narrowing dodging a spray of rounds. And within three seconds, he had busted through the door in the alleyway, cutting through the building as the soldiers opened fire on his last position and chased after him. Though by the time he got to his last position, he was long gone.

The split attention from the Nazi-forces, would hopefully give the boy and the pink blob enough time to get away.

While he cut around to essentially meet up with the boy and the pink blob, they'd see him in an alleyway along their path running away, waving them over to run off in a direction where the soldiers hadn't been near.

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Ayana
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Ayana thought about her future as she walked down the mountain road. The Legion would come to this place, to the mountain town she was going eventually. She could create a new life for herself there, find work as a hunter or something... only to lose it all again months later. She knew what she was doing amounted to naught but delaying the inevitable, but that part of her mind was quickly overwhelmed by just how weary of it all she felt. Sure she, with the aid of that adventuring party, had managed to actually push back the doom befalling this world, but... again and again, she circled back to the same conclusion, that the rest of the world would have to wait while she got some well deserved rest and relaxation.

No one should have to fight a war after losing everything, after all, that was just too much to ask... and considering that she did have a choice in the matter she should use it... but why did it feel so wrong? Shouldn't it be her right to decide whether or not she was going to fight? Isn't that why declined the invitation to the capital and came out here instead?

She forced herself to come to a stop and let out a deep and heavy sigh. Going in circles again. Why couldn't she just make up her mind?

Gods damnit it all, you know what? It's time to go hunting to take her mind off of all this.

Her feet took her off the road as she looked for a tree to serve as a vantage point. Sure, sitting in a tree all day probably wasn't as good as actually finding some tracks, but a nap in a tree also sounded nice.

As she looked up to the sun to confirm what time of day it was, there was a flash of vibrant green light...

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....she was falling, spinning, her hands fumbled around as tried to reach for a weapon...

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Ayana yelped as she suddenly impacted something, landing on her gut. After a moment she rolled onto her back and got up, rubbing her snout where it had impacted the ground, no... roof, while her other hand found its way to the hilt of her new sword.

She walked to the edge of the roof, behind a ledge, to see... ruins, ruins as far as the eye could see. Corpses of monsters and another kind of metal monster littering the place here and there. She was sure that the capital wasn't as big as all these ruins were and neither was it built so... so... tall. The place looked like it may have been well lived in once. It reminded her of the devastated her home city had been left in when she had gone back to kill the Dread Knight. But this place simply looked... abandoned.

Was this hell? Did a death god catch up to her to end her sorry existence? Had a Fae caught her in some kind of enchantment?

Her attention was drawn downwards by the sounds of yelling and... rhythmic explosions? Fireworks? Her mind was thrown for a loop when she saw the armored men holding a kind of weapon? implement? She had never seen before. Going by their stances they were being used like... crossbows. Then there was the metal monsters they had with them, she had never seen a band like this before. It seemed they were looking for something, something that had gotten them all in a panic.

After a moment's thought, she crouched down to hide behind the ledge she was looking down on them from. She wondered if she should try to throw her lot in with these soldiers, they at least seemed to be powerful. Though it would probably be best to approach them when they weren't freaking out.

The first two soldiers died where they stood, as the swords Shirou summoned pierced through their armor with great force; shattering bones and organs. Before they could fall, the Nazi's in front of the battalion staggered back in shock from their comrades sudden deaths, with one voice shouting, "Feind vorne!" Another shouted, "Angriff! Angriff!" The commander finally shouted from the tank, "Feuer öffnen!" By his command, three rifles were fired at him, followed up by several more a second later as the soldiers reactions went from stunned to aggressors. In less than five seconds, ten or more soldiers fired at Shirou, with the tanks own machine guns delivering heavier and more powerful rounds at his shielding. The pressure didn't let up, with more soldiers moving towards the front, and quickly started moving around the sides to flank the young mage. The pink blob blocked his eyes with its small hands, as the light emitted from Shirou's shield was blinding at first, but when its eyes adjusted, he looked up to the mage from behind with a wide-eyed, surprised look. The Germans that moved left of Shirou for a flanking position were met with yet another surprise attack, this time with a suddenly electrical current that ran through the icy road they all stood on. Hei's attack had done wonders, with most of the troops going left crying out in agonizing pain, before falling to the ground as burned heaps of flesh. The pressure on Shirou diminished slightly, as troops along the left side of him focused fire on the running Hei, with troops who had yet to start firing joining in. All the buildings on the left side crumbled from the wall of bullets firing out, and the ally Hei ducked into filled with dust from each bullet ricocheting off the bricks.

And yet again, the Germans were taken by surprise, as to their right, the female ninja suddenly appeared; jumping out to meet them with a wide spray of fire to burn them all. The soldiers became covered in cinders, as the metal that made their armor heated up to an unbearable temperature, and any clothing that made up their uniform catching ablaze from it. Many on the right side staggered and fell to the burned ground, wailing in pain as the metal burned into their skin; the commander in the tank being a victim. Her fire scorched his face into a smoldering mess, and as he cried out, he fell back into the tank; clutching at his face, while one of the men inside the tank quickly went up to him to look over the wounds. These men were ambushed unintentionally, and were unsure of what else to do but fire in all directions that had the enemy. Any who tried taking command were unsuccessful, as their instructions fell on deaf eyes, thanks to the roaring of gunfire. Their unfortunate luck would take one finaly step, as while remaining troops took care of her clone, her final move was a success. The ground cracked like a glass window, shattering to pieces. Below them was a sewer system, and as the ground collapsed below their feet, the Nazi vehicles fell with all those who could not escape in time. Half the battalion were suddenly stuck below, with the collapsed road going from the feet of Shirou, to the intersection 40 feet in front of them all.

However, the Germans were not finished yet. While frazzled, they did not yet run off. The other half of the Battalion who had reached the sides of the road that hadn't collapsed took their turn to counter-attack. Infantry aimed at both Shirou and Tsunade, with the three dogs charging out the hole. Two jumped around the right side to attack Shirou and Kirby; one running across the top of the collapsed cars, running around the side to chomp at Kirby, the other jumping in the air to attack Shirou's shield, with its mouth opened wide. Two of the super-soldiers, ones that hadn't fallen in the hole fired directly at Shirou and Kirby; the weapons strapped to their arms chainguns. The pink blob wasn't going to let his savoir do all the work however. Before Shirou would know it, the strange creature's mouth opened wide, and he could see lines of air sucked into his mouth. He had suddenly become a vaccuum so powerful, he swallowed the robotic dog that was about to attack him; managing to fit the massive bulking machine in its mouth!

While his pink body suddenly bloated twice the size of his normal weight, the creature jumped above Shirou, shooting something from its mouth at the two super soldiers. The dog he had swallowed transformed into a yellow star, and caused an explosion that both took out the hulking metal men, and put a massive dent into the building behind them; dust flying up into the air like a bomb had gone off. Hei wasn't left alone, however, as Nazi soldiers came running in from the sides to meet with him head on. They spotted his escape and fired, with the third robotic dog following in from behind. Roaring once it also spotted the reaper, it charged right at him. For what remained of the troops below, in the collapsed tunnel of the sewers, they staggered to stand and return fire to their enemies above, but, unfortunatley for them, their luck hadn't changed. Something else was in that tunnel to. And Tsunade had unintentionally pissed it off.



It came charging out the shadows without warning, cutting into the nazi's with its claws. Even with their armor, they were chopped in half, and with screams of fear to follow, they fired everything at the Deathclaw. The larger tank fired its top gun at the creature, but its bullets bounced off it, only pissing it off more. Before they knew it, the creature had grabbed a tight grip on the chamber, and ripped it off; trying to claw its way inside. The tank behind them suddenly started moving backwards fast, wanting to escape, leaving their commander to his death. The Deathclaw didn't have much offense to fight against, once it reached inside, the troops could only fire back with pistols. The heroes above would see the commanders head be ripped off by the beast's mouth.​
 
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Ayana cringed in sympathy as she watched the soldiers get... pretty much obliterated. Whoever these Heroes were they were not messing around. New plan, join up with those folks.

Though much more immediately, get the hells off of this building. If those buildings across the street didn't hold up just when the fighting was getting started, no way were these ones going to hold up now that the fighting was really getting going.

She got up and started looking for a way down the building, or better yet, a way to get off of it quickly that didn't involve climbing down its face. Though there she got lucky, seems that on the back side of it there was a wirey-looking staircase heading down. She wasn't sure how study the thing would be, seeming like it was made out of naught but metal bars and grates, but... thinking it over she had put her trust in ricketier things in the past. Probably.

Well, only one way to find out.

Ayana rushed her way down the fire escape, keeping an eye out for any soldiers that might accidentally end up crossing their path when they started feeling from that Balu-damned monster down there.

If she did run into one, it shouldn't be nothing that an aerial plunging attack with her shiny new cursed sword from above can't take care of. Would be a hard landing for sure, but the life energy she'll get from killing a man will make up for it and interrogating their soul for some useful information on what the hells is going on in this hell would sure be useful.
 
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- Thor Odinson, God of Thunder - Dilapidated Mall -

The ride in Nomad's vessel was hardly a comfortable ride, it made the Statesman look like a high-class cruiser of the cosmos, with more Loki to boot. Thor couldn't help but miss his brother, wondering to himself what was happening aboard the Statesman after his abduction, even hoping, likely in vain he felt, that it too had been taken, but displaced elsewhere. It was why Thor had been uncharacteristically quiet throughout the trip, but now that he and his new allies had been deposited within the walls of a particularly ruined and deserted shopping mall, now reminding him greatly of the Earth he knew, Thor took a deep breath and spoke his mind.

"This gets stranger by the minute...if we don't make sense of this in even the barest form, I may well lose my mind."


- Artis Solum, Twilight Warrior - Ruined Skyscraper -

Artis too, would remain with Callintus and Abby, soon after he would follow the Knight after he bolted over to Abby's side, who made mention of distant forces, only concerning the pair.

"Whatever it is...I can't help but feel it's trouble." Artis commented solemnly, following his gut feeling and little did he know, he was right to be worried.


- Lord Horus, Iron Lord of Eternal Radiance - Ruined Skyscraper -

For anyone else still waiting, Lord Horus had followed along with Garrus's recommendation and called forth his own ship and flew it to the nearby building to pick up anyone else who was awaiting transportation.

"I regret to inform you all that my ship is no better than the others, it will be a tight squeeze, I'm afraid. But I assure you, we will get through this madness! If we're lucky, perhaps even make sense of it." Lord Horus announced via open broadcast as he opened the ship's airlock to allow the stragglers inside.

"That's a little optimistic. The, making sense of it part, Horus." Horus's Ghost chimed in sardonically, but the Iron Lord simply shrugged. "Better to at least try and look deeper, rather than just accept what we see, my friend. Is it not?" Horus proposed with a raised eyebrow beneath his helmet, his body's soft, constant glow brightening just a tad as his Ghost considered it for a moment, then it too seemingly "shrugged".

"On second thought, ya got a point, man. And I really wish you didn't..." Both Horus and his Ghost dryly chuckled as the former prepared for flight.


- Sub-Zero, aka Kuai Liang, Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei -

- Sometime ago... -

Overlooking the ominous quarry that ought to have been destroyed and forgotten years ago, Kuai Liang stared at the patrolling Cyber Lin Kuei through his telescope with anger and distress, the former due to the reemergence of Sektor and his Cyber Lin Kuei Factory as a result of Kronika's Timequake, but his distress was born from his fellow Lin Kuei having been kidnapped to serve as this new generation of corrupted, Cyberized slaves.

However, his attention was roused by the familiar footsteps of a man he has shared much history with, slowly approaching behind him, seeking to test Kuai Liang's reactions and as such, Kuai reacted accordingly, merely facing Grandmaster Hanzo Hasashi, barely rising from his prone stance from before as Hanzo sheathed his blade.

"Your hearing is failing you, Sub-Zero."

"I recognized your footsteps, Hanzo."

"Where's Sektor? I will not let him threaten my clan aga--Sub-Zero? What is this?"

Upon a sudden, Kuai Liang was engulfed in a brilliant flash of green light before he could answer and just before he lost sight of Hanzo entirely, he could just see his once old enemy reaching out to stop this abduction, but it was too late.

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- Chaotic Battleground, Nazi's v.s The Scattered of the Omniverse -

The Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei found himself upon the ground once more, but the air was colder, the soil darker, dead looking even, pulling himself to his feet and retrieving his mask and crown-like head and neck piece, preparing for battle after donning them. He was right to do so, as Sub-Zero had found himself in a warzone, occupied by heavily armoured soldiers and advanced technology, all serving as harrowing reminders of the Cyber Initiative, but this was worse, for they bore a symbol regarded with great disdain throughout Earthrealm's history: The Swastika of Nazi Germany.

But something was wrong. The Nazi's of Earthrealm's history were of the 1930's and 40's, they did not possess such advanced technology, nor did groups of similar ideologies in the future...what manner of timeline did they come from? If this, Timequake caused by Kronika restored Sektor and the Cyber Lin Kuei, was it also the reason he was displaced and the reason why these advanced Nazi's existed? There was little time for debate or thinking about it now however, so Sub-Zero steeled himself and stirred the cold around his fingers and saw that there were indeed kombatants fighting the Nazi's, including a...pink, fuzzball?

Sub-Zero didn't question it, at least not yet, and performed a few sweeping hand motions and chanted a phrase in a foreign language as his ice powers coalesced in between his hands, before firing off a beam of Ice into the air above the Nazi Army, channeling the power for an extended period as it formed a icy cloud that would soon begin raining sharp icicles at a great pace upon the army.

As this was going on, Sub-Zero slid using Ice into the fray with two frozen axes in his hands, slashing at vulnerable, taken aback troopers that got in his way without mercy, tossing them at distant troopers and grabbing an attacker by his neck, crushing his throat and pulling hard upwards until the Nazi's head came straight off, spine included, with his headless body being kicked away and another Nazi about to be beaten by the now frozen head.
 

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"What is our destination?" Kingpin asked as he piloted his ship through the derelict city. Anta replied by once again pinging the marker on the cockpit's HUD. "Follow the Hunter's ship. Like I said twice before."

"Hmm." Kingpin grumbled.

They soon arrived. Kingpin would rather not open any airlocks - they are for emergencies and when the transmat system don't work only. Instead, he opened up a holographic command prompt and keyed in some commands, isolating the cargo and other things within the hold, while highlighting the people.

"Transmat firing. Get ready." He announced curtly.

"Transmatting is safe!" Anta added, loudly and hurriedly as she rushed towards the cargo hold. "It's a process to essentially teleport things, and you'll be fine if you just-"

The people inside would melt into golden light-threads, and fade away, only to re-appear on the ground some meters below right after in the same fashion.

"-hold on and don't panic." The Ghost added with a sigh. She returned to the cockpit to find the Titan fiddling with his helmet. "Could've told them."

"They'll figure it out." Kingpin finally put on his helmet. "Let's get to it too."

They transmatted in another shower of gold, landing amongst the people below.

"So... what's going on? Why are we here?" Anta asked them, waiting for anyone to give an answer.
 
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In the middle of a large hallway, a ginger haired woman held her arms close to her chest, rubbing her biceps. She was dressed in a black leather jacket, black and grey striped shirt, black leggings, light green skirt, a black and blue scarf, and boots. She wasn't dressed for January weather from the friggin' 40s, she was dressed for a rainy September day in London! Several feet behind her was the exit out of the mall, and the only light source within the building. Snow was picking up outside, with the sun blocked off by the clouds, but it illuminated everything towards the entrance. Further down the hallway was pitch black. The ginger shivered, pacing side to side as she looked to the exit. A man quickly walked towards her wearing, wearing a vest jacket, button up shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers; breathing into his hands. "Pitch white out there," he informed her, his body shaking slightly from the cold. Amy and Rory Pond: The boy who waited, and the girl with the crack in her wall. Two of the Doctor's best friends and companions. The couple with the..... well, questionable marriage, but it's gotten better recently. They had gotten back with the Doctor, in hopes of rekindling that old passion of adventure, exploration, and connection to one another, thanks to the help of that man who thinks wearing a bowtie is cool, and tries desperately to grab any fez he can, because he clearly has no fashion sense. Ah, well, at least he tries. Right now that bowtie would look better than this place.

"And probably even colder." Amy added, putting her hands under her armpits. "Think back, what do you remember?" Rory asked, huddling close to her. "We were in the TARDIS, Doctor was fiddling with the controls per usual, you were trying to help me find my contacts,"

"Which, again, you don't need, so why do you have contacts?"

"Because it makes my eyes shinier during photo shoots!" She quickly answered, before continuing with the previous train of thought. "Anyway, the TARDIS started shaking, the Doctor didn't know what was going on, then...... that's it, we just both end up here."

"He said something about the TARDIS 'being transported.' I didn't really get it though."

"Considering we're alone without him and the TARDIS, might be a bad thing."

"Definitely."

They were left alone, in an abandoned mall, in freezing temperatures, and a snow storm was beginning just outside. Yep, the usual hopelessness when you're with the doctor. "Shall we go exploring?" Amy asked, with Rory nodding his head. "Yeah." He said with a casual remark, as if this was business as usual. What's the worst that could happen in this situation?.... Probably a lot, but, they've faced worse before. Carrying a small flashlight in his pocket, Rory turned it on to shine a light down the blackened hallway. There were signs of shops and fast food joints the further down they went, and the more the light from the exit diminished. McDonald's, Gamestop, Domino's Pizza, Radioshack, Burger King, Subway, a cigarette shop, JC Penny, jewelry shop, definitely a modern day human mall they were in, so that was good. But, it had obviously been abandoned for so long, as they could see holes in the ceiling, floor tiles were uneven or broken, and the counters of those shops were covered in dust. The further they went down, and the more turns they took, each noise they made seemed to echo loudly, like they were in an endless cave. The couple stayed close, taking smaller and smaller steps as they were shrouded in darkness.

Then, suddenly, they heard something. A thud. Both Ponds jumped from the sudden noise, with Amy whispering, "What was that?" Both stood frozen for a few seconds, before Rory stepped forward in front of her. "Stay behind me." Her husband ordered, for which Amy, with a slightly annoyed face, just moved around to be by his other side. "I said--"

"Don't." She cut him off, giving him the look of, 'don't be soldier boy for me again.' The couple had been through so much that Rory didn't need to be the human shield for her. If they were going to face something, they'd do it together, side by side.Whatever had made that noise came around that corner only a few feet away. The two slowly inched forwards, ready to face whatever came out at them, and before they took the turn, both looked to each other and nodded. With a quick dash, they came out the corner; ready for action, the Ponds once again fighting against the unknown forces of the universe!

Instead, when they ran out, they suddenly came face to face with a soldier in N7 armor, who shouted out in fear from the sudden jumpscare, which caused both Ponds to shriek in fear for a second. Both parties hearts were pumping with blood and adrenaline, and both suddenly felt a bit foolish for the shouting when they realized both were human. "AH!"

"AH!"

"AH!"

"Jesus fuckin' Christ!" Alec swore, bending over to catch his breath; figuratively trying to keep his heart out his mouth. "What are you doin'?!" He shouted.

"What are you doing?!" Amy shouted back.

"I thought you were goddamn Xenomorphs for a second!"

"Do we look like aliens to you!" Rory shouted back.

"No, but you fuckin' sound like 'em!"

"Hey, language, we don't need that!" Probably the most mom thing Amy had ever said in her life. Besides Alec was Callintus, sword drawn out for the attack in case they were hostiles, but seeing as they were civilians, Callintus sheathed his sword. "Sorry for that, we just arrived here, and we're all a bit lost." The whole group, from Thor to Sonic, Spriggan to Ranma, Horus to Nomad to Delsin and Kingpin, were standing behind Alec and Callintus. Both Ponds looked at the group in complete confusion. "Where in the name of sanity did we end up in?" Rory asked, shining his light to everyone in the group.

"Oh, trust me, we're asking that ourselves." Alec answered, standing up straight again to shake both their hands. "Alec Duggan."

"Callintus Cadorna." The Knight did the same, except his grip was much tighter on the duo. "Amy and Rory Pond."

"Nice to meet you all... Do you know where we are?" Rory asked.

"Not a clue." Alec answered. "All of us were in a collapsed building around an hour ago, before a voice called over the radio sayin' to come here. Except we can't find him, and this place looks abandoned. Guessing you two came the same way we did?"

"Which is?" Amy asked.

"Green flashing light?..... Felt like falling out a ship? Blinding neon, one minute you're home, next you're suddenly drowning in the ocean?"

"Nnnooooo, we came here a different way."

"We think."

"How then?"

Both Ponds looked to each other, and didn't know how to answer. "Uhhh, friend of ours has a ship. We think it might've crashed somewhere inside here with him inside it."

"Only ships in here are the ones we came in."

"It's not your usual ship."
 
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Spriggan indeed just behind them though by overland than the ship. A creature both of Skyrim and determination even as the ice and snow-coated her body continued to run on. Creaks and scrapes of ice fighting to anchor her body in shining armor then shackle it. Mundus' daylight strength still pouring in her thundered across ice floes as her limbs swelled white. Vision growing cloudy but serviceable snow scoured from a face now featureless by ice. At the far entrance of the mall down that darkened hallway, a light pushed through the drift to heavy metal plate glass doors still standing.

WHUD. WHUD. WHUD. CREAK. WHUD. SCREECH. Pitched windy tones howl over clattering metal and glass near that faint light. An external door that gave its weathered last.

A bulbous humanoid figure emerged from the meter tall drift. All-clad in thick snow and ice but for faint woody joints. It stopped at the threshold, forced to lean and pivot, then laid eyes upon the backlit group. A laden spriggan stepped forward still glowing sunlight from inside. Willful sounds of wrath resumed with icy clubs for hands. Each used in turn cracking and spalling ice as careening hammers cratered the inner mall door to make her entry.

Slow, ponderous, nearly frozen, but driven ever forward. Two sun glowing holes fixated on the figures in distance. The inner doors had seen less strain by the weather held more firm. They slowly bent inward under her assault.

WHUD. WHUD. WHUD. WHUD. WHUD. WHUD.

Metal door scattered down the hallway spriggan moved into the building where a ship hovered overhead. Not sure why this building was important heard the sound of their teleport going off further in. However, she had to get this ice off first. A small box on one wall got her notice first off. Hidden in a side hallway labeled Emergency in red it contained a sturdy metal ax in a sealed box. Well preserved by its tight seal of glass and plastic largely indestructible to weather. Smashing the box open with one arm pounded her ragged icy arms into the cinderblock wall opposite. The ice finally gave way and sloughed from her to the floor. Hand flexing picked up the sturdy back-pointed axe to begin pounding at her icy prison as she rejoined the party.

That was where she now remained though one might notice her hips had a few new axe wounds they hadn't before Spriggan didn't mind. Mouth full of ice couldn't speak so busied herself chopping ice free.
 
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A peace between species. Sure! That would be really cool. After all, he didn't have any kind of animosity toward the other species. Yeah Baldy mc Nosehair could be a pain, but he was more the exception not a representative of the human race. In fact, humans were very friendly towards him and his friends. Except this jerks from G.U.N. but there was a slight case of misdirection.

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It was at this time that one of the human arm started glowing orange. He was going to ask if everything was okay but apparently it was just a gadget thingy acting like a radio.

When the sniper started talking about his location. He tried getting taller by standing on his toes and put his hand on top of his eyes finger protecting them from the sun.

-Woah you're really good at hiding. I can't see you anywhere.

Then the human girl with guns, Abby, offered them some guns. Well better not! He feared being bitten by the edgy bug if he ever touched one! No but to be honest, he already had his speed! What good would be a weapon firing bullets slower than he could be.

A little bit later, the spaceship were here. While he wasn't fond of staying one place without moving, his quills were still damp from his previous rescue mission. So running outside by such an artic climat was a major No No.

He climbed on board of one of the three ships. Laid down on the floor with his arms as pillow, one knee raised, the other leg resting on the raised knee while his hanging foot was beating an imaginary rhytm. Traveling was going to take some time. He closed his eyes. And waited...

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Ranma

-Dunno never been here before. But ain't there some rules to follow or sumthin'?

She then reported her attention back to the fire. However the guy that was maybe cured one time too many. It kinda reminded her of this time at Tofu's clinic when Kasumi brought back a book. Yeah she could relate. But he was getting better. Although was it because he was already dead or because this healing thingamajing packed a punch. She couldn't tell, nor did she care the slightest.

But when the guy's arm started glowing orange. Well she was intrigued. She couldn't make her arm glow like that, but she had far more ki that he did she was sure. Then he started speaking to his arm showing to the world that he was another weirdo.And his arm started answering back. Great .. magic again..

People were speaking, but there was no way in hell she was gonna get involved with the weirdo and his magic arm. Magic always meant trouble! Gah fire too far! Then the angel lady offered some weapons.

She was facing a really bing cono, coni, well she really wanted the guns. But at the same time, only weakling relied on weapons only. With puppy eyes she left the guns outta her range.

Then a real spaceship, like going from planet to planet and descending from the sky appeared in front of her. This, this was too cool to be true. The angel lady even gave her back her clothes. And the big muscly boy invited her to go in. Geez she could get used to be pampered like that. Letting a bit of her Ranko persona out, she thanked them both with wide eyes. The one that gave us free samples when she was shopping.

Once inside she didn't listen to the conversation. Instead she was too busy contorting and twisting around to fiddle and touch everything she could reach in the ship. Her curiosity then brought her to the crates themselves. What could a spaceship carry all around. Before she could get an answer in the form of a smashed crate, the ship landed.

She seemed to be in a mall of some sort , she listened to the diferrent offers and shrugged.

-Well it's a store. So maybe we gonna find some clothes or sumthin' Or sumthin' for a fire.

Then there were newcomers. Damn, she didn't realize how many people died in a day! They were speaking of another spaceship.

-Then it would be easier if you told us what this ship look like... Oh yeah name's Sonic by the way.

The blue porcupine yawned and stretched. Before offering his hand for a handshake.

-Ranma Saotome, sorry 'bout this.
 
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Alistia came up beside Thor, the healing for now appearently done. She leaned on her staff, close to him, relaxed, but still far enough away to make it clear she was neither touching, nor invading, his personal space.

"I don't know what your homeworld is like." she said simply enough, in a calm and peaceful tone. "But I know it doesn't matter. Were I there I know who I am. I am certain much of it would make little sense to me just as much of my own would make little sense to you. After all, if I were to describe to you a woman with the large ears of a rabbit whom fought valiantly utilizing chakrams and the Kriegsdance you would likely look at me as if I were slightly touched in the head. Yet that woman is an admirable guard captain whom is to be respected for her skill and talent. Meanwhile I am a Hyur with the ears, eyes, fangs, and tail of a cat who fights by getting the earth itself to throw it at my foe as well as to soothe and heal. Yet I can assure you that, were I in your world, I would not be a Miqo'te, I would not be a White Mage, I would be Alistia. And I may not know your world but I know Alistia would always do her best to stand by those in need, heal and soothe, and ward off those whom would threaten ill will. I don't know what Thor would do, only you know Thor that well, but so long as you make sure Thor remains whom he his, it doesn't matter if you are a god of thunder or whatever else. The confusion will grow but you will be able to withstand it until it, inevitably, abaits. Please... If you need a rock to stand upon to steady yourself through this confusing time, let me be your rock. I would gladly be it for all."

Lavaetain shot Alistia a glare. It wasn't hostile as she heard the woman's words but, more, of disbelief. Still, she said nothing as no orders came for her. So, at last, she could take a moment to calm herself down. She moved a bit away, still part of the group but farther from it, as she looked through the stores.

"I recognize most of these stores, but some are a bit odd to me. McDonalds, JCPenny, stuff like that. But some of these... Subway went out of business a while back. Something about it's spokeman that I didn't pay attention to at the time but probably should have. I've never heard of a 'Hot Topic' before either, but that might just be some one-off store for this place. I don't know. It feels a bit strange looking at another world yet seeing so much familiar. I'd half expect to turn a corner and find a recruitment station trying to get new recruits for the army, or a newspaper here talking about how the Mexican states are about to have their midterm elections and senator Juarez is promising some new building to try and curry favor. Yet I don't even need a paper to know that things unfolded differently here than in my own world. I wonder... What was I in this world, if those theories are true?"

She didn't get an answer as the Ponds appeared. "British Citizens?" she said, seemingly a bit happier. "Well, that's good. Tell me, is the British Empire and the American Empire, or American Republic, or United States of America, friends in your world as well? If you have a ship, well, I would be more than glad to get out of this frozen city." before, under her breath. "Another mark against Karen I guess... Didn't use this clearly freezing place to bolster her magic. Not that she needs any more marks against her."
 

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As the Spriggan knocked the ice off of her, a certain young man rounded the corner and gazed curiously at her. He wore a rather nice tweed jacket and pants, including a button-up white shirt and he rounded off his ensemble with a red bowtie. Long, somewhat unruly brown hair framed a face too young for the experience carved into it. At the moment, though, a look of childlike wonder lit up his expression and he stared in admiration as he came to a stop outside of arms or axe reach.

"Amazing," he murmured, squinting before slipping on a pair of round spectacles. "Brilliant. I've seen Krynoids take over worlds. I've seen the Trees of Cheem show more humane compassion than humanity, but I've never seen anything quite like you before. I wonder."

He slipped out a thin cylinder, rather like a metallic and ornamented wizard's wand. It promptly clicked open and glowed while making buzzing and whirling noises, first a long, steady low-pitched buzzing noise followed by a high-pitched ping. The latter resulted in the young man snapping the wand up while he peered intently at a small panel.

"Hmmmm, that's interesting. Yes, most of the elements found in most plantlife. Enhanced chlorophyll-intake to optimize cellular structure for the energetic demands of being mobile. Oh, you're lovely! That glow, though, what's it...what's it coming from? What is it? It's some kind of alpha meson phosphor only it's more like O Radiation. Or a bit Thaesium, what? What?"

Shaking his head in disbelief, the man slipped his wand away in one pocket and slipped his glasses off into another. Then he straightened his bowtie and rested his hands on his lapels as he stood tall. "But I'm being a bore, aren't I. Here I am, a stranger to you when you look to be all on your own. Tell you what. I'm rather lost myself, you see. I came here, or was brought here, with two friends of mine. Scottish girl and a nurse. Lovely couple, better wedding, quite a lot of dancing. I'm not loving this cold and I don't love bullies. I'm called the Doctor. There..."

And the Doctor stepped forward, offering the Spriggan a hand to shake. He smiled with a genuine warmth no amount of snow or ice could diminish. "And now we're not strangers anymore, are we."
 

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Shirou was surprised by the sudden intervention of fire and electrical attacks against the Nazis by parties unknown, but it was definitely a welcome distraction. He managed to get a quick glimpse of a blonde lady in green arcing through the air and smashing her fist into the pavement, instantly shattering and collapsing a wide swath of the road with the Nazis caught in the midst of it. She was then riddled with return fire, but her body then vanished in a puff of white smoke.

"Was that a Servant?" he thought to himself briefly before his attention was once again turned to the battle. He turned to pick up the small pink creature he had rescued, only to see it literally inhale one of the attacking robot hounds, puff up, and then jump into the air and spit out a glowing yellow star at the two attacking giant soldiers, taking them out in a powerful explosion. It seemed the pink creature wasn't nearly as defenseless as it looked.

The other robot hound was closing in fast and the Nazi's reinforcements beginning to rally. He also noted the emergence of a demonic-looking horned monster from the giant hole in the road, which was now ripping through the Nazi's half-tank vehicle and devouring its crew in a horrifying fashion. To Shirou's eyes, it's ferocious and bestial behavior indicated it was a danger to everyone. Despite the fact that it was currently attacking the Nazis, he couldn't allow this monster to roam free.

"Trace On!" he shouted, keeping his magic shield active while projecting a volley of heavy axes, each of them manifesting from a flurry of short-lived, glowing blue mana particles. He then fired them right at the charging robot hound, hoping to penetrate through that sturdy-looking armor. Simultaneously, he projected a mixed volley of longswords, axes, and spears which were based upon various mythical monster-slaying Noble Phantasms, and then fired them all at the man-eating horned monster. They wouldn't be as powerful as the true originals, but hopefully they would be more effective against the beast than mere bullets, which had proven all but useless against it.
 
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The spriggan heard soft approach to look over curious sounds of approaching footsteps. A curiosity that they moved only as fast as they meant to. Loud unsubtle movements rather different than the dead run of a predator or the shamble of a Dragur. Head still full of ice squinted through cloudy vision to see the doctor until he was close enough though she heard him just fine.

Axe hung limp in her far hand had one foot in the planter the roots curling into dirt. The gashes in her leg from too enthusiastic axe-strikes already sealing up. Slow rope ladders of regrowing purple wisteria dangled to one side by a pointed if angled stare at his buzzing wand. While she did not recognize him that he introduced himself the dreamsleeve whispered the name it knew him by. Faal Haassethur. A formal statement whose meaning carried no ill will but perhaps a warning, 'the health tyrant'. Thu'um had no word for Doctor as the language that radiated her thoughts.

A creature that reacted to actual threats or wrongs, not imagined or theoretical ones, felt no ill-will toward the doctor's sudden appearance. In order to shake his hand on that side she looked down at the axe in her right hand. Unhesitating a metallic clunk of axe into planter she shook the offering of friendship. The spriggan needed allies if she was to find out the danger for which she was created. Faal Haassethur seemed a good option to find a direction at least to her intuition.

Her mouth tried to move with a woody creak and a muffled rumble. Layers of ice inside her head had frozen her jaw in place. One made of sterner stuff had a more energetic solution to such a problem. Axe retrieved for a moment held it in both hands then with a smooth movement turned it sideways to smash on each side of her face. Chunks of clear and frosted ice fell out within her dislocated jaw. In much a thing familiar to the Doctor in too large an amount than her head ought to contain.

Her voice returned with the gutteral draconic name as she put the axe down again to look him over, "I do not know you but the We does, Faal Haassethur. I am a Spriggan and Walker of the End. I am not named. My light is from Mundus and the Dreamsleeve for all souls to be reborn but the night comes soon. The cold may overtake me without Mundus and it does Mer no favors."

She pointed toward the outlines and faint shapes at the other end of the mall, "There are others. I do not recognize your friends but my allies should be there. I will help find your friends and warmth before nightfall. A threat looms high over the planes if a walker exists but I know not net whom or where. There are few survivors and I must be just."
 
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I'm fine going either way. Depends entirely on the specific RP scenario however.
Favorite Genres
Horror and Fantasy are my bread and butter. Mecha/Military is a favorite snack of mine.
Genre You DON'T Like
Steampunk.
Abby Dee/Courier Six - Character Sheet


Abby had an idea to use the cold to get out her bottles of whiskey, vodka, and nuka cola to chill in pile of snow while they got situated in one of the stores as a temporary camp. But since there was the distant sound of someone else in the building, that idea had to shelved. Much as she would love a real cold one of any of those drinks.

She takes the rear of the group as they move away from where they entered, body poised to action even with the cold air still biting at her skin. Walking backwards is almost second nature to her as the group moves along and she looks back into the darkness of the halls. Her body wants to shiver from the cold; Abby resists it through sheer force of will by focusing on the need to be ready to spring into action. What if that convoy had followed them to this mall and were coming for them? Or what if they had unwittingly dropped into a Deathclaw's den? That's happened to Abby more times than she would admit.

When all the screaming happens, Abby moves swiftly and runs around everyone to aim her rifle at the source of it all. Upon seeing it's just a pair of unarmed people, and Alec is even talking to them, Abby lowers her rifle and laughs. "So more lost folk? Lot of that goin' round. We's all lost as well, if the big blue rat ain't obvious." Abby approaches the pair and extends her left hand. The other keeps a tight grip on her rifle.

"Abby, nice to meetcha both."




Tsunade sees the buildings along one side of the street start to collapse, and jumps over to the other side on her approach to battle. This change in course puts her in the opportune position to see someone coming down the fire escape of one building she passes. She stops in her tracks to see it is not a 'human' as she has seen thus far, but some kind of humanoid reptile wielding a sword.

Given the strange appearance of the convoy her clone had attacked, Tsunade is not inclined to perceive this being as an ally.

"やめる!あなたは戦うためにここにいますか?" Tsunade yells her warning and question up at the being in a battle-ready stance. Should Ayana make any movement without answering, Tsunade kicks a rock from the ground at her as a warning shot.


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Edgebabby
Writing Levels
Intermediate, Adept, Adaptable
Genders You Prefer Playing
No Preferences
Genre You DON'T Like
Games where the characters exist to suffer
Ayana
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Ayana stops for a moment when she sees someone coming. A human woman, a generously gifted human woman. The one she saw throwing out a fireball before. Then they yell something.

A look of confusion appears on Ayana's face for a moment, her head tilting slightly to one side and she squints. It sounded like, maybe something she had heard before? She couldn't be sure but, more pressingly the building could come down at any moment.

"Sorry! But I don't speak fancy!" she calls back, "Just lemme get my tail down from 'ere and maybe we can work something out, 'kay?" She straps the sword back into its sheath and resumes her descent. No need to piss off someone who can throw fireballs around.

As she makes it to last part of the fire escape, not knowing she can extend a ladder down, she just jumps down and lands with a roll on the ground to break her fall. Grunting she rises to her feet and holds her hands up away from her weapons. "No need to get feisty, alright?"
 
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Behind Your Chair
Roleplay Invitations
Group Roleplays
Posting Speed
One Post a Day
Genders You Prefer Playing
Primarily Prefer Female
Genre You DON'T Like
Sandbox
L littlekreen
When the Spriggan chose to shake his hand, the Doctor's grin widened into a smile practically warm enough to melt the residual ice covering her. "Lovely," he said softly. "Faal Haassethur, am I? That's new. And for me, that's saying something. You're a...what, a Spriggan? A Walker? Mundus...Dreamsleeve, no, all new. At least, I think it is."

He cleared his throat and said, "Right. Reegan it is, until you find something better. So there are more of you? Down this hallway then? Brilliant. Introduce us, won't you? The sooner I can find my friends, the sooner I can get started on solving our mutual problem. It's more than a threat over us, my friend."

Beckoning her on down the hall, the Doctor began walking while he continued on conversationally. "Something breached the barriers between universes. That takes extraordinary power. Has this happened before, do you know? Are you native to these parts? Have there been others like me? And what happened here? This place looks like it's been deserted for years, decades even. Is there any connection between what happened here and what happened to me?"

"Right, first things first," he said, as the Doctor shook off a grim look that had settled over his expressive features. "Find Amy and Rory. Then we find some answers."
 
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Spriggan picked up the fire ax following the doctor with a loud clunk of one foot. Yet to loose her foot from its icy prison gravel and ice darken the boots to pronounce much thicker. Lumbered gait if nothing else than by a nest of icicle whorls. Tops and bottoms fused to the hip and chest that immobilize her midsection. The portal's energy cause dim oily sheens of trapped and bent light. Worried voices on the other side busied more with answers to the doctor's questions. Kept up with the doctor by strength alone her head grew heavy at the fading Mundus. Intent to answer his many questions on their way the block or so to the other side of the mall and before dark.

The effort of that slide-clunk-step left her rustling voice unharmed, "When life breathed into the land Spriggans arose. Set to be its defenders. In time Bosmer forgot how to call us, walkers of the end. Ours to capture lost souls and return them to the Dreamsleeve for rebirth. Persecuting the diseases that threaten from breaches on natural laws. With the light of the sun on soil over our broken body, we regrow without end. Nature will not subdue with ease. You heal the breaches Haassethur? We must unwrite and engulf their masters."

Her eyes lit up far more than figuratively at the name, "In that duty then we... I will be Reegan, Haassethur, but I am only one. The back of this land is already broken and held in submission. A thing that snapped its spine tries to contain us. All the ones I have seen are of strong backs and wills."

Ax in hand waved to the group beyond a set of dog tags slipping free from her chest. Evidence of the two dead she'd already reclaimed from Alec's former trio. Face placid if still a bit flat on each side.

A finger points at the stores then to the group continued, "Heroes here where justice is long gone, Haassethur, where you are now the threat is not. Territory already secured by disease. We think this place is to occupy or destroy heroes that would fight."

She shrugged likely in earshot now, "Oblivion tried this from the land where my roots lie. Life's champion sacrificed the future king to summon an avatar of the dragon-god of time. The gates to Oblivion opened by Dagon the prince of destruction to threaten all life. Then driven by Akatosh's avatar back to their prison. Haassethur, we know only that if I exist then life itself fears this threat."
 
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Yaoi Queen, Angst Connoisseur
Roleplay Invitations
Group Roleplays, One on One Roleplays
Posting Speed
Several Posts a Day, A Few Posts A Day, One Post a Day
My Usual Online Time
Probably not often. I’m more likely to be found on FanFiction and Discord.
Writing Levels
Intermediate
Genders You Prefer Playing
No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Passive. I’ll do both but I’m not great at leading RPs.
Favorite Genres
Yaoi, modern/fantasy, fantasy, horror, romance and so on.
Genre You DON'T Like
Sci-fi. I’m not a sci-fi person. Not big on furries either.
Luer’s shivers had calmed down during the ride on the ship, but something new happened he was less fond of even than being cold. He was dizzy, very dizzy and nauseous. He had leaned heavily on Gaeira shortly after they started moving, and he was all too eager to get off that torture device when they landed. He needed some assistance though since he could barely stay standing on his own.

He held tightly onto Gaeira at this point just to keep himself up right so he did not fall over. He could hardly concern himself with the sudden shouting, he could only groan his annoyance with it since it seemed highly inappropriate right now. He was battling not throwing up as it was. “Uuuugggh… never doing that again…” He complained. He stopped to just listen though when people started talking, glancing in the direction of the newcomers and Alec.

Most of what they were saying was nonsense to start, but he was curious about something. He never agreed to let this guy speak for him. “Who put him in charge?” He asked Gaeira with a somewhat irritated tone. For that matter he did not recall agreeing to join any sort of team to have a person in charge. Luer was not a team person anymore, he wanted nothing to do with a team. A team meant working with people, working with people meant bonding attempts and Luer was perfectly content to avoid that.

We just arrived”
“We are lost”
“We are asking”


…How irritating. “I did not agree to be a part of your collective, Duggan.” He stated, with his displeasure at the notion in his voice. Not that he would do any better on his own, given he needed the support just to stay standing right now, but that was not the point. He did not say no often, but that did not mean he did not have to consent first. Even if he did not say no, he always had to say yes or it did not happen at all… at least, it was not supposed to. He shook his head of that train of thought.
 
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