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>On a completely unrelated and wholesome note, Jerry strolls down the street on this wonderful day. >it's been a second since our Azure clad Arcanist went out for evening ice cream. >He was glad the day was so currently still and peaceful.
>Something careens and shakes, the air ripping in twain as the open background seemed to open, revealing but a glowing red eye. >This odd crack speaks out, spotting the people at hand.
"Greetings."
>It says, outwardly to Shooting Star, and others. Sadly the third participant was copyrighted and watermarked, so we couldn't show it. >It notices , too. But after staring down at it initially continues. >The voice sounded warped, ripped apart. It was like it talking through a bunch of slime and over-charged fans.
these were a lot more popular back in like 2013. i've always wanted to be a part of it but i was so shitty at drawing back then that even the templates didn't help out much.
Aaron Green
That's horrifyingly cool, I'll give you that. Do you need something? Refreshments? It wouldn't be too much of a hassle to get some. You don't get to meet.... interdimensional... wall... cracks? Or maybe you're just slime in the walls? Anything goes, really.
>The stitched opening seemed to be anchored in this spot. >The voice spoke, calm collected. Even with the warping that shuddered around it.
"You meet many things in this world."
>Although, anchored it seemed to move slightly, as it was slowly crinkling and crackling. A small bit of something fell onto the ground. Like dry wall... but, made of something more real.
"And, beyond." "Would you be so effortless.. Point me in the direction of the nearest park." >Polite. But there was a sternness there, cold. It seemed more of an direct order than a question.
>Glancing from the lady in the very loud costume to the one from a Gwar concert, then the [CEASE AND DESIST ISSUED]. Looking back to Shooting Star, she mentioned refreshments for the wall. >Hams looked to the red eye in the wall then held up his juicebox. The presence wasn't from around here, kind recognized kind. Hams sought to educate him they good. want one? >Hams reared up to chuck it at the wall, assuming it had to travel a vast inter-dimensional distance
>The eye seemed to step back, or move to the side. >Even the air shifted slightly as the warping rip seemed to stay affixed into the spot. >The juice box was tossed, as Hams desired, and careened directly into the splotch black wound of the background.
>The box collides, as if it hitting solid substance, and slowly loses it's color, and as it passes into the dark, it seemed to disintegrate.
>To queue the glowing red eye re-appearing.
"Juice. Grape flavored. You've tossed it between nothingness, and it quickly faded." >The voice pauses, the crack still shifting ever slightly. "Such putrid things need not last the trip."
>As the wizard was about to take his first lick, a crimson Kitten appeared before him in a strange pose, speaking in an eerily friendly kids voice.
That seems like a nice delicacy. Would you share with a friend? I have someone you needs a friend. You look like you have no friends. Bask in the E͙m̸̙̟̞̜p̗a̠̪̜͔͜ͅt̘̳̼̜̰h̸͈͎̩̳͓̜͕ý͈̙͚͚͚͖ of those who could tolerate your squeamish demeanor and t͠r̳̠̘a̯͕͖͝ͅͅg̵i͓̯̫̭̰͔͡c̭̜̳͓̟̘a̦̪̘͇̻ͅḽ̜̦͓̩l̦̞͉͎̺̤̮y̩̤͢ ̝s̗̘͇͍͕͖c̗̫͈̟̱͠a̫̞̣̻r̝̮̖͎r̢̳̤ed͖ ͓͍͍̰so̥̻̮u͖͓͚̟̘ͅͅl̮?
>The kitten then jumps up, licking his ice cream as it perched itself on his arm and mused to itself Yes I recall, you were the one we heard at the prison sewer that one time. yes yes....... there is comparability, but I smell something M̸OR͍Ę͔̹̞̟͍̣̼~
>Hams looked innocently from the disintegrated juicebox and the wall eye back to Shooting Star ...he ain't thirsty
Ethan Harris
Oh, a park? There's plenty around. You just gotta make a few turns, go a few blocks, oh, wait, you're a hole in a wall. I mean, it would be a bit further thataways if you could walk, but you can't, so.
>Jerry silently enjoyed his Doodlemancer Raspberry Cone, or known as "Doodled Ice-Cream Delight" as he watched the strange cat appear and contort.
O-Oh, Hello there. >The azure star was glowing oddly, but it wasn't in the presence of Kenukitty. >He was slightly unnerved by the cat's speech but. It's not the strangest thing he's seen a cat do. I'd be glad to a-assist if you need a help. Or a friend w-who does? What's going on >Concern.
>The air churned. Like the tearing rips on fabric. >Slipping down, the tear went towards the floor, sliding across it slowly. The air behind it where it once anchored looked odd, more dull.
"Soon then. I welcome the knowledge you bestow." "In turn, I shall grant you the same premise." "All light fades."
>It scrunches and moves, albeit slowly. It was like coarse scissors running across cardboard. It didn't look right. Or to say, it looked odd to perceive, this penumbra.
I have no idea what that means, but I'm getting generally bad vibes all around. But I can't really judge a book by its cover, especially if it's not a human. You could just be being polite and whimsical. Oh, that's nice. Two... really good friends? Or lesbians. I can't tell.
>Lilith gets off of the ground after a few seconds, with a look of shock in her eyes Wh-what the fuck are you talking about, JJ? It's me. You know me! You were supposed to be my best friend!
.... Yeah no I have absolutely no idea who the hell you are. My name isn't even JJ, what kind of stupid name is that? And quiet frankly looking at you, you're not exactly someone I'd want to be friends with. Let alone 'best' friends.
Nothing happened to me. Clearly the fault is with people like you who run up to random folk on the street and start crying at them. Now screw off! >She pulled something out from her backpack I mean it! I am NOT afraid to use this thing on creeps like you!
At least some people in this place know when the back off. Take his example you weirdo.
>As the rip slowly scraped across the ground, it ruffled. >This process seemed very slow.
>As the Jewel lady took a photograph of the weird rip, something glitched upon her electronica device. >A flash of weird light, black scraping against white as tints and shades collide. >An otherworldly look beyond the darkened trespass of the crack which faded quickly from her phone, as the app had crashed. Rebooting her phone would be met with the sight of a blank wall, the instant sight she witnessed before gone.
>However, the actual crack seemed to follow the woman in golden light. Slithering around her feet in a large circle, the calm voice called out again.
"Such chaos of a city. How odd." >it spoke. "Order will be imposed soon."
Greetings. >He looks around, intentionally ignoring the falling out between the two girls. >.. Alien and tear in spacetime. Cid winces and steps in to observe the weird rip.
>The kitten took a massive slithering lick around the cone as it extended its body up and around Jerry
I need you to help my Barnaby. He has no friends and looks like a loser. You seem like a pretty confident loser! You should befri-.....
>As he passed the star on Jerry he purred loudly
There is something S͉̫̯͇̘̪͟P̟Ę̣͇CI̮̳̣A̦̰͕L̡ about you~...... I can Ḍ̯͚̘͉͞E̷̪̭̩͖͈F̝̠̣̭I͇̣͓͡N̪̭̦̺͈͘I̜̞̠̦͈T̘E̩̫̮̻͜ͅL̰͍̩̱Y̙̥̱͓ smell it. Are you Mahou?~ Have you ever been Mahou?~...... Would you like to touch Mahous?~.........
I mean, I don't think you could taze me in the first place, but, that's not my place to test you. I still have no idea what you're saying, but that's fine! The language barrier can be a difficult one especially for those from another... place. I still don't know what you are. I'm still getting some pretty bad vibes, though, so you should probably not say things like that. Another dimensional being or just a goo guy? You know, I'm starting to wonder what the actual human population of this city is. Not that I'm discriminating, but, uh, wow. You really run into all sorts of characters by just walking down a single street.
Barnaby...? >Jerry put a finger to his chin, it was familiar but with a soft breath he continued. I-I've never heard of Mahou. Magic, d-do you mean? >Jerry was lightly confused.
>As Kenujkitty would pass and encircle the Star, there was something odd as it glow.
Thank christ. Now the creep is gone maybe I can actually get my job started. >She took a look at her phone to check on her recordings
>The files were corrupt. She saw some freaky shit for half a minute but next thing she knows its all gone. Or gone but, different? Uselessly different Goddammit What in the hell!? I bet this was that creeps fault somehow. Uugh back to square one.
>With the other woman gone she decided to stick around with the closes strangest event she could find. Which just so happened to involve the strange moving crack >She kept away from it and the weird jello robot, taking care not to capture footage of the crack again. 'Robots running free causing panic wherever they go'.. Could make for a good headline. If any places here bother showing anything but pro-meta propaganda garbage.
I wouldn't want to test it if I were you either. >She then said under her voice "God damn Meta-human freak."
>BLORP reconfigures his internal structures to read broad spectrum analisys from the strange rift.
He also mutters how he hopes the autism from that robot will not mess with my sensors
Hi! Mind watching your pet miss? It is leaving a trail of physics destroying something in its path the home owners association might not like too much.
I don't even need super hearing to hear that but I'll give you a pass since I would also hate people prancing around in clown costumes, if it wasn't so fucking awesome. It's not my pet, it's a visitor, I think. And the HOA can bite me.
>The kitten then reached out and touched his Star, feeling a powerful sensation quake through him.
Nyeahhhhhhhhhhhhh~......... Thats special alright. Whats say you cast the spell "His transitus ad coordinatas. CXXXV Exige electronica locus, CXLVI, DXXXII"
You have the Mah-... Magic. It will work! I promise on your life!
'Goo guy', yes, that would be an apt description. And for the second part.. I am pretty sure humans are just too scared to prowl around. >He tilts his head curiously. I.. Would not consider anyone panicked, but I can sympathize citizen-- >Cid narrows his eyes, crowding in to inspect the rift. I would presume psychic abilities but I do not emit brain waves. Explain yourself.
>The analysis that BLORP could decipher from the odd tear would be undecipherable texts and rhythms. >It seem as if at this once, abstract non-euclidean spot that warps and bends, reality itself is slight parted. >Cid could also get a good look at the rift, and the odd influence it seemed to have on the ground it dragged on. >The numerous people around the rift, seemed to cause it to fluctuate
>It rippled slightly, growing in side as the eye grew wide "AH!" >It said boldly. "I require more energy."
>It zips and slides, quickly ripping across the sheet to a nearby faceless civilian. >it spirals around it's legs and body, before covering it's left eye.
>Jerry nervously rubbed the back of his head, up until Kenujkitty touched the Azure Star >He began to sweat slightly as he pulled away, unconsciously H-Hah.. A Spell, you say? ..What does it do? >Jerry had issues learning new magical spells, but he'd try if it meant helping someone out. But, a spell with no personal meaning to him might not work. >Even if he knew little about the exact way his spells worked infinitum, but he knew that the less he knew about what he was doing...
>the kitten mewed lightly No need to play coy, I know you know that I know you know what I'm talkin' about. You will come to Barnaby and become his friend. A friend who knows Mah-..Magic is perfect for him! I gave you the exact coordinates, you should appear right above him!
G-Gigaraffe? >Jerry sounded surprised, as he dig his hand into the lower cloth of his shirt Chotto..m-matte?
>He turned to Kenujkitty. Go /to/ him, like.. a teleport? >Jerry felt an odd shiver up his spine. >Long distance teleporting gave him an odd feeling in his gut. Couldn't we.. w-walk?
Yes, teleport silly. He is across town in his sad sad shack of rust and inadequacy. Don't you want to help him? >He smirks at the comment See! Even he is telling you to use the Mahou, or as you call it, Magic for us! >The kitten then grabbed Jerry by the collar and stared him in the eyes I implore you cast the spell. Take the boy with us! It'll be fun right Nekamura-san!? >Then cogealing his back, where Jerry couldn't see it, he then reverbed back the sounds of Gigaraffe through a face of Kirinsuke out his back "You- Can- Trust- this- cat! Do This!"
>Jerry was a little uncomfortable, as the Cat tugged at his scarf and he was easily pulled with it C-Can I or Can't I? You're giving me mixed signals.. Gigaraffe.. >He fell for the voice tricks of the small red feline, Jerry shook his hands from nerves.
I'm really sorry.. >Jerry places his hand onto the cats, a bit shakily. Teleportation's had a... o-odd history with my magic. I would very much prefer walking instead.
>As the possession took place, Jewel slowly started to step back. Keeping a close eye on her camera making sure she was capturing the footage. >This strange crack may have removed itself before, but how much could it remove from a recording? Would the man just be fine yet speaking with its voice? And in the high chances of a fight, how could it remove the utter chaos a battle? >Still, in the events of a fight she wasn't just about to get in the middle of it all. >In a quick if a bit clumsy series of motions, she puts up her taser and pulls out a small Blue and Gold revolver, immediately pointing it at the possessed man Meta-on-meta fight footage is promising but hell if I'm not going to protect myself. >She aims it at the man, stepping a few feet behind the other strange Meta around, letting have her full view while remaining away. >so i can sleep
powerlisting.fandom.com/wiki/Island_Physiology Here's the thing... I'm into the idea of ejaculating on women who are notably smaller than me. So I'm going to be needing a lot of privacy because it'll be very difficult for me not to be seen hosing regular sized women as I am the size of an island.
Hudson Wood
>Jesus, is this how he sounded most of the time? Cid would roll his eyes if they weren't just LED discs. >A call to action, risking the body of a civilian. Now that's certainly against the rules. A moment. >Cid started to stride through the alley, his body adjusting as gel densified and moved. By the time he had reached the other side he was at least two feet taller, his arms being much thicker. You know nothing about order.
Ma-- aaah, mou! Jerry-san! You can't make the same mistake I did and let that cat in! I can't explain it, but he took... something from me. And it hurt alot. I haven't been the same since...
>Meanwhile, At the syndicate of general wrongdoing's evil tower.
Well gentleman, another successful heist down at the Yea Forumstropolis bakery, business is booming and we've been hiring villains left and right. Do we have any new members?
>Soon enough, two possibly familiar villains enter the tower IM: So zis is zee place I heard about ... interesting. >The edgier one stands behind her silently IM: Vell ... ve've come here to join your group.
>The mans arms convulsed and shivered as they slowly clenched this fists in absolution. >It turned to CID, as the voice that further sprung from him was not his own, but coming through the warping filter of the tear that had now perched upon his face. >As it fully turned, it noticed , pointing a revolver directly at him.
"Hmph" >It says. "You would endanger the life of this Civilian, This innocent bystander swept up in control." >As the skin continues to settle, it cocks it head slightly to the side in a jerking motion, as if attempting to relay confusion. "This man has no freedom. And no harm will come to him as I sap away his energies." "Order is what I say. Direction, instruction. Perfectly interlocking nodes. Fates hand has chosen my pawn. And I shall march into that park."
>He forcibly points the mans hand somehow into the park behind them "There will be nothing left."
Oh, yes. This is... Exemplary to say the least. >He seems genuinely happy with the two- he's eating each of their schticks up. Color coordination, the mask, It's perfect. Welcome to the syndicate. >He pressed a earpiece behind his parted hair. Hello?
>Jerry was a bit confused, all things considered. >Something scratched at him, although it wasn't these too.
"G-Gigaraffe..." >An odd fuzz tugged at Jerry's chest. >What was wrong here? >He couldn't put his finger on it. Then again he was having trouble putting his finger on a lot of stuff lately.
"The cat did something to you?" >Looking towards the cat attempting to invade his personal space. >After hearing of Giga being hurt by a cat, Jerry's voice sounded a bit more stern in that soft way it does. "What did you do?"
>The kitten apperates on top of his hat, patting his forehead with his back still obscured from Jerry's view with Kirinsuke's face You can! You can! I believe in you! >Reverbing giga's voice he calls out Jerry-san- trust- me-. I- mis- took- my explain- ation. Now- let- s- in- to- that- cat- and- lets- M- o- v- e-!
>Then Pierce's his gaze at the young man and telepathically speaks to him unbeknownst to jerry
"You haven't felt the same because you have opened the door to your own Mahou. You give a little you get a little! Friendship is everso lovely isn't it? A SHOCKING experience"
Hai! Remember that fight with the fire guy? When I was shooting lightning? The cat did that. Making me promises of power and friendship the whole time. When that... form wore off, if felt like part of my soul was torn away with it.
Jose Peterson
OOooohkay, that's not really polite. I think I'm starting to get what the one direction speech means. And as a superpowered Jester, I'm legally required to protect those citizens. Even the badmouthing one. Cease and desist, and I'll let bygones be bygones. I don't think possession does any permanent damage, anyways, right?
Quiet frankly when it comes to situations like this I want to keep my own safety up. Especially considering what I've been told of this place. You take away his freedom and claim you're going to suck him dry like some sort of vampire crack? Yeah forgive me if I don't see someone being able to survive that. No harm my ass. And stay away from the park! God knows this place needs all the pretty scenery it could get
>She made care to get Cid into the camera's shot. Not focusing directly on him but making it clear he was in the video all the same.
>Suddenly there was rapid flashing, the clown from earlier! >The bright flashes stained Jewels eyes, she couldn't keep them open. >In the confusion caused by this she fired the gun, but she wasn't sure if it was aimed at Cid, the flashing woman, or the possessed man! >The sound of the shot rings out, the loudness of it giving a clear indication that the revolver was no ordinary gun ...Oops...
IM: Excellent. Ve're very glad to be ein part of zis organizazion. Right, Bloodsting. Bs: Y ... yeah.
Dominic Sullivan
>A scoffing sound was heard as the woman teleported rapidly around him. "Do not concern yourself. Order takes precedence over law. Justice is folly." >He turns, only to hear the crackling boom of a revolver, he turns in quick reflex. His taken body slugging behind as he still drives his odd rift-roots into his skin.
"The only HARM" >He says, with an odder tone. As the bullet pierces through the mans chest, possibly through his heart. The victims eyes stay widened, as they were. But tears stream down the opened eye.
"Is done by your Negligence." "You will be corrected."
>The crack seems to grow, or to say, another seems to form over the bullet wound. A loud RIPPING and CRRRRRRK heard as it happens. "I told you, you would not come to harm. This was an order."
>He points at Jewels, seeming easier than before. Getting shot puts you into shock >A jarring glob of red energy began collecting in his hand, slowly trickling from the rift over his heart.
When you... what? >Jerry stared oddly at Gigaraffe, then feels the cat climb atop his prized hat. >Something was off, here. >A piece of his soul? >That was something Jerry was familiar with, at least.
It's okay, Gigaraffe, it'll be alright. >He takes his hat /off/, as to lower it slightly to give the cat a chance to jump from his person. I-I want to help our friend, but if your spells require a piece of my... soul. >The star's light was dimmed. I have... to decline. W-We can just walk to him. The other side of the city isn't that far away! My soul... >He was a little choked, trying to explain. Simply he lost the words.
I have a few ideas for superheroes. Like that one about the guy who ends up becoming the Inhumans natural predator
Angel Moore
>As she saw the bullet rip through the man, she felt absolutely horrible. But before any of the guilt could get to her she immediately set the blame to someone else.
Y-You see what you damn Metas cause just by being around?! This is clearly your fault! All your damn Flashing and jumping around!! This wouldn't have happened if you just screwed off!!! >She noticeably starts to care less about getting a proper recording, being sloppier with the camera and what she gets on video
>As the sounds of reality cracking come to earshot, Jewels takes her attention back onto the man. >Between the new crack forming and the idea of Jewels being 'Corrected' she suddenly didnt' want to stick around for much longer. T-The hell do you mean by 'Corrected'!? >She aims the gun again, trying to point it more at the strange cracks themselves then the man they now lived on. She still had 5 shots left Don't you dare try anything! >She really wasn't liking that look of the red energy, the sweat on her brow getting close to blinding her eyes
These are a troubling series of events, but how was I supposed to know? I'm not a premonitionist! That's some pretty freaky shit, by the way. Again, not my fault! Ish. Much. We can fix this, it's all good. Also I don't think I can just walk by while some questionably legal stuff is going down. Speaking of walking away, be right back.
Oh great, whenever they might actually be useful they just leave! God damn fucking Metas!!
Camden Thomas
"Well, look at that." >The energy slowly forms, rising from his hand. "Corrected. Chaos to be inhibited and everyone to be shackled" >The energy slowly starts to float, and solidify. >It looked like... a shackle? A collar? with slowly forming chains.
"The people in this park. And not just that woman, but that man, even... those children." >He turns his eye to Jewel. "Including you."
"This vessel will wear thin as I siphon his innate energies. Tethering me further. An Orthohuman it seems, though his heart being on the wrong side indicates some unnatural birth. His soul will be safe. And he will live a life within me."
>The wisps and jagged energy continue to form, as he points his hand at Jewel, prepared to launch the energy at her.
"You have no choice in the matter. And neither will Him. Or his friends."
For having instantaneous travel, I always arrive late to everything! I guess there's nothing left to do but fight. Sorry, possessed host. I'll try to take it easy only for his sake.
>Crossing his arms at the statement, the kitten snarks at the short man Oh cry me a river, all I took was 1% of it, compare that to Barna-..... kekekeh.... nevermind that. But look at the results it produced! You have amazing potential and will of your own to do what you did with it, and even without a Henshin, you have been opened to the element through Mahou. Like I said, a tit for a tat~.......... with regards for this cat! What I took was replaced with the seed for that power you wielded. You should be grateful.
Soul cost? What kind of Mahou Shojo are you?! Thats a Mahou terraforming technique to position you and your Mahou source and targets to the aforementioned location. How can you have that >He points to the Azure Star And think I'm trying to nickle and dime you over a rudimentary spell! Is it because of my form? I never knew prejudice was so prevalent in this realm. But if you insist on walking, he is in Rubblesby 14 KM east of here.
>She had a massive sigh of relieve to hear of the mans odd birth defect, but it still meant he would be fine...for the most part. >Her anger resumed as he continued to speak, shes clearing shaking from it and a mix of fear I have free will you ass there is always a choice! >She fires the gun two more times, but between sweat in her eyes and the shaking the bullets have a very good chance of missing the man
How the hell are you God damn Fetish-cuff going to solve anything!?!
"Welcome back." >The bullets rage on, he simply swats one out of the air with his hands, the other finding purchase grazing his shoulder. "Choice? Free will?" >Cracks slowly cover the wounds. >He continues pooling energy, before attempting to slice some of the odd energy at Jewel in return for her bullets.
"Freedom is the fallacy of humans. Growth, leads to entropy. The world is much too noisy for it's own good. And I will force it to be quiet."
>He boldly states, voice booming as two soft-tipped spike-like bolts zip through the air, as his design.
>The Bastard caught it! He caught a bullet in mid air! The second hit him well enough but it just caused more of the strange cracks Dammit! Why aren't any of you damn Meta's doing anything!?!
>Then came the two giant yet soft bolts Ohshit- >Jewels tries to dodge the attack by jumping out of the way, but in her hurry to do so she dropped the gun and her phone! >They land on the ground, leaving anyone to pick them up. 3 shots remain in the revolver Ahgk, shit! Shit!!
I'm not going to touch the thing, jeez. Fighting someone is kinda like science. You gotta test a few things first, and you never touch anything with your hands. TASTE THE POWER OF FETISHISM, FREAKO!
Ugh great not this again >She looks up, and immediately became frozen in fear W-W-What-I I I-I dont understand, what the hell are you!? L-Listen to me I've never been in this place before I-I'm not whoeever you think I am!!
>The bolts indeed hit the ground, sticking into it with a quiet crunch. >It seems they're almost draining the stone ground sidewalk underneath. >What would have happened if Jewel was hit?
>The man does not acknowledge the hulking beast with vision, but he states clearly outward. "Chaos has no place in this world, creature." "Only Order." >He attempts to keep an averted gaze but full attention until he gets assaulted by
>She battered and hit the man with her non-lethal fuzzy cuffs. >It seems less effective than even the bullets before, as the cracks have slowly been spreading throughout the body.
"Such simple attacks, such shining light." >He grabs at her arm. She feels a tug at something more than just her physical wrist.
"To have light, is to create darkness. Both will be snuffed." "Balance, is only an impediment." "Order, is Absolute."
>She'd slowly start to lose color in her wrist, but at the moment it seemed fine.
You see, it's all about looking on the brightside. This gives me a pretty good opportunity to cuff him and ignore the fact my soul might be getting sucked out. I also still have no idea what you're saying, but I get the general message, and I don't like it. I also think I better change my strategy, because these fuzzy handcuffs would've been way more effective as steel.
You're right. I do have the will to do what I want. And what I want is to make sure you dont do this to anyone else, Nekobakemono-yaro!
James Butler
Mug, clones, WHAT!?! L-Listen! My name is Jewels Harrison! Jewel! Harrison!! I-I've never been to this place before and I'm CERTAINLY not any Clone or, Eugh, Meta. L-Leave me alone! I dont know you I've never known you please!! >She gets back up and immediately starts backing away from the monster
>But then she gets distracted by the ground being drained beneath her feet >That was almost her. Shes been in this town or an hour and shes almost died by extra-dimensional energy. >She really wants to go home right now
I repeat my question, how is this place still standing with MORONS like you running amok!
>Do you Remember? Edition >glances at date God damn it. Okay, so who's making the super hero team of Earth, Wind and Fire?
Matthew Martinez
>He scoffs. "The evidence of nothing, is still evidence." "And such, the unknown, is still known."
"The hunter hunts after prey." "And when the prey is gone, the hunter starves." "That is the way of the wolf." "Until they were subjugated and turned to dog." "And they now serve their masters" "You shall, too." "That. Is order."
>He turns to stare at although he has been en cuffed, he remains his grip on her wrist himself. >It's become... greyer. >It was odd to place, but she felt as if her hand glowed less bright with her power. >It wasn't in pain, it wasn't numb. >It felt... empty. "The 'Brightside.'. I remember such a name." >His grip tightened slightly. "Strategy means nothing to absolute Order."
>The energy leeches continue chipping at the floor, in a wide motion the earth beneath them cracks. But they soon wither, for one reason or another.
>Jerry shakes his head I-I don't know what a "Mahou Shojo", is. I'm sorry, it's nothing to do with your form.
It's just... >He looks over at Giga and then at the feline. My magic.. i-it has a similar cost and. >He'd grab the azure star, feeling the cool pulsating sensation in his hand I just wanted to be c-careful with anything similar.
But if he's over in Rubblesby, w-we should be able to get there in under the hour. >Jerry nods.
I don't know how you've heard of Brightside, but I hope he had an easier time dealing with you than I. He'd probably have done the smart thing and hightailed it out of there. Hey, sorry, I'm just trying to exhaust all of my options before I have to start hyper breaking hands! Do you think you could help? I'd be the first to admit I got myself into a little bit of a pickle here, usually I make sure they don't touch me in the first place.
You know, I think one of my sons would've had a field day with you. I forgot to take a picture, oh well.
"...OH, YOU rule ME?!" >Taured laughs, but you couldn't hear it over the loud silence "Did I hear right?! You, think you're my 'Master'?" >Taured turns away from Jewels "Oh, I am going to have a great time dismantling you from the inside out."
What the fuck do you expect ME to do!? I'm not a filthy Meta-Human! S-Still, if you're purposefully holding back...I guess that makes you better then most Meta-trash...But you should really just hit him! Hard!
>With the horrible monster distracted, Jewels quickly scrambled to grab her gun off of the ground You know, I suddenly feel a lot safer.
>He laughed. Or was it more of an empty chuckle? If he had a mouth it was closed as he let out a serious. "Hmmm, Hmmm."
"None can combat Order." "This mans body, it fails him. His heart has stopped it's rhythm. His memories begin to fail." "I have no use for it, anymore. His soul is with me now."
>The cracks look a bit looser, the 4-5 that have formed over his body. >He fully acknowledges Taured, the cracks almost pulling the body to face him as it's grown greyscale and stiff. "Rip this body to cinders. Prove to me you follow your nature, Wolf." "Starve, and accept Order."
James Rogers
she's hot
Robert Myers
She's very cute. Though without blood flow she might be rather cold. I'd hug her.
Carter Peterson
>Cid planted both of his feet into the ground, grabbing at the back of what use to be the civilian's shirt, trying to lift it into the air. >With intensity in his voice he spoke in a low, serious tone. If you don't give this poor citizen both his body and his soul back I will throw >He points to taured. That thing into your hell vortex.
>Walking towards her library, a hulking figure strolls towards the front desk. Excuse me ma'am, do you have any literature on the quantum resonance or sound? I am looking for some- >He then notices he can't feel a heartbeat coming from the librarian Excuse me, are you undead?
"Sorry to burst your bubble," >Two giant spikes grow out of Taured's head "but that metaphor is getting really old. Although..." >The one from the front fires off at the Order "I'd gladly starve myself to eviscerate you."
>He then became a small cloud of smoke heading forward Then what are we waiting for!? Lets go see my Barnaby and introduce him to his new Mahou friend! I believe it would b͈̯͚̼̹̟͉e̘̦̭͙̮͎ ̣̙͈̣̙̼̼i̞̹͔͙̬͇n̺̥̼̳͇ ̝yo̪͙͈̞͔u̘r ̣͙͙b͍͕̥̩̹̜e̱̳͓s͉͕͔͉̜̙t̻ i͖̟̬̩ṉ̙t̤͔͈͔e̤̯͙̣̰̠r͇͚e͚̳̬̠s̱͖͔͓̝̙͙t̙̭̘͎ to visit your friend~...... nyeahaha
>He easily lifted the citizen, but that did not stop the mans continued speech. >It was obvious to cid the body in front of him had passed, and was still. It made no noise as it moved on the strings tugging it.
"His body has perished. The higher instruction has been given." "A machination not worth my time."
>He looks down at the swatting girl, such reserved and frigid arrogance he spat at her. "Your best, will never be enough. Nor will it be enough for anyone." "Light, fades. Darkness, dims." "Chaos begets entropy. The angels weep for your insolence." "You have given me cuffs. You have embraced the chains that surround your future. Madam. You wi--"
>The spikes hurl towards the envictimed man. With cid behind him, and Shooting Star in front. >They would careen straight toward the woman.
"You will move." >He shatters the cuffs in an instant, overseeing they were never holding him in the first place. >Smacking her with the back of his hand, he knocks her out of the way of a possibly lethal spike with embeds into the lower bit of his abdomen.
>The cracks continue to grow, and it seems that the betweens of them were beginning to leak.
>Kusooo... that cat is clearly up to something. If I do go, I could just end up doing its bidding by accident. If I don't it could just be able to talk Jerry-san into letting it in... Dō suru?
Now, I don't just want to leave a bump on it's head.
So let me case over some theoretical logistics while I leave you a cute picture of a denizen of the city.
If something does not belong somewhere, and yet you find a way to force it to be there. What happens? Does something break? Or does something... crack?
Also, a question for people:
"What would your character be if they had to roll a DnD Character? What kind of person does your character envision they are? And how would they perform this inside of a game?"
As Downside Uppercut's quest for groceries nears completion and he exits the dungeon in which the nutritious sustenance was hidden, he is accosted with a sight most unsightly: a grown man, most likely a pedophile, accosts an innocent minor and stretches a wild animal beyond it's natural limits using nothing but some sort of remotely operating psychic forces. As the event unfolds, he is frozen in shock, and only a single, surprised sentence escapes his loudspeaker: "Excuse me, but what the HELL are you doing to that cat?"
>He just kept staring as they rambled on. >As he scanned them up and down with his eyes he noticed a severe lack of vital signs. >He... Was conflicted, to say the least. He had enough manners to respect a corpse- that and he didn't know whether or not it could even feel it. He just kept holding it- trying to calculate something of a response.
Kenjukitty looks like those 2d minigame sprites from Five Nights And Freddy
Chase Russell
>The figure that was being held within Cid's hands shed no blood, it shed no heat. >Cid's vital scans were telling him the man within his hands, if it could even perceive it, was still. >To call this man dead, is inaccurate. >It was if his very life force was gone, moved. >His skin was gray, and no longer was his body animate. >Merely tugged along on the strings that is the odd rip that cause an odd fuzz upon Cid's censors to look at.
"Scan all you wish, Automaton." >The voice speaks, being held by Cid, forcing his face to look at Shooting Star. "I have assimilated this man. His memories. He lived alone. How odd," "This is the Order that will be provided for all of this city. You, that woman, that other woman. All of them. He will see the way."
>They've never bumped to give themselves more time to get draws ready
Joshua Lee
It only takes like 30 minutes to draw a scene, if you use one or two-panel images you should be done way before the thread needs to be bumped
Gavin Smith
Not everyone can draw that fast or in such a time frame. It can take that long just trying to get a single part of the draw to work out and look neat enough to post.
Michael Collins
I appreciate the save but I'm still going to kick your ass. Eventually. If I had a weapon I could've totally kicked your ass. I need to buy myself a baton or something. I'm just going to recoup my stamina and have the goo guy pick up the slack, yeah?
"Oh that's real cute, you think you're better than me?" >Taured raised their arm and creeped towards Cid and Order. "Get out of the way, machine. I got business to settle, and your goop would just get in the way."
>Jewels puts away her gun, pulling out the taser from before If you aren't going to do anything you damn robot then just hold him still while I do this! >She jabs the taser into the mans thigh, focusing more on her anger then actually thinking a plan through
>Seeing the previous monster approaching and some new freak showing up she regrets coming to this city all the more
>He stares at it, a stagnant buzz in his lens. Dont- >Cid sets it down as it got tazed, firing a part of his own arm from his hand to pin is arm to the ground. Watch him, or get to safety. Either way.. It seems I have business to attend to. Battle music: youtube.com/watch?v=l7ZlSHGFfdc
So ... which of thou are the sinners? I receive stout vibes from all of thee. Well, except for thee, golem. My name is Prayer. My job is to hunt down the guilty, and make them suffer.
Fine, of course. The Syndicate is made up of nothing but professionals, and from the earnings we've taken in we've been able to produce more Sinbots. As for henching... Hm. You two. I'll need a bit of a show of abilities before I assign you with anything.
He was way before cid So before in fact the dude still uses the oldest sheet.
Hunter Cook
Cool, i hope you kept some for my henchmen, not that you have to pay a lot actually, i have been dividing them in groups for them to make a plan to try kidnap civilians without trying to sound the alarm, if they failed one of the 2 i would had to lower their pa-
>suddenly an alarm sounds close by
Well speak of the devil... anyway, i will be back to you soon, i've got to take a safe place while tell my team what to do.
I apologize but this and the next might not have new pictures, I've just woken up and am very tired.
>He ignores , lumbering and forcing his body away to begin talking more towards "Better, superior. Inferior. Wasteful actions."
>The puppeteer-ed man tried to write from Cid's grip as he was tasered by not out of pane but out of an annoyance >Before his slow and sluggish body could be forced along, he is dropped and held down by Cid's hardening matter.
"This body continues to slow, but one soul is not enough. I require more energy." >Through Jewels tasering, she noticed it had a different effect than the piercing done it before. The cracks continued to spread over where the taser met it's mark, instead they wrapped around the entry point as if it welcomed it.
>There began a deafening cracking sound as the man's body begins to go limp. He manages to acknowledge prayers entrance "Judge after you cast the stone upon yourself for walking the cobbles of chaos." "There will... be Order."
Hey, it turns out, the saying about gaining a new perspective really is true. From here, looks like he just kinda absorbs everything, from energy, to wounds, to even souls. That's my hypothesis. See, the scientific method always works out in the end. I'm still a bit winded, though. At the same time though, I think I hit my head, because a lot more creatures other than the living blob and fissure freak are appearing. Seriously, what is the human population of this place?
Bite thy tongue, insect. I shall end thy pitiful existence this instant. Fulgur sanguinum! >The demon fires off a sickening bolt of cursed blood lightning at the puppet
Roleplaying and Avatar Posting? Global Rule 13? Mods??
Austin Reed
>it was less that he was absorbing the blows. In fact he had been taking all of them to the chest which stopped him from complete conversion of the woman in his grasp. >it was tiring, in his current state. >He had been halted from conquest upon the park and he had too little energy to cross the bridge.
>But, as you hit upon a window. As you smack already cracked glass, what do you suppose happens to the glass, to the window?
>A rip within reality, as something from beyond lurches through the holes. >Much was needed for this traversal. He had sent troops ahead of time to find this place, follow the fuzz and static that maddened him. The beacon of order. >And now, he need souls. To pull back through the gates, saving them in the process as he managed to gain a foothold strong enough to defy a universal law: >He was not meant to set foot here.
>But as they rasped upon the broken glass, it continued to crack. Complete restraint would have lead to the rips closing beyond his control. Even with the soul, he was week to cross dimensions. The planes themselves attempted to spit them out but each bit of damage gave him a tether. It poked at the glass.
Goddammit this thing didn't do anything! What does it take to stop this thing!?! >She starts kicking the body a bit, completely unaware of how helpful she is actually being to the crack
A mitt-...What? I said Meta. ME-TA. What are you, deaf?
Jayden Bell
>After a while of walking, the trio finally come upon a rusted out trailer in the abandoned woods of rubblesby where Kenjukitty kicks up the front door
BARNABYYYYY~...... You sewage smelling cretin! I baaaaaaaaaaack~........ And I brought some friends for you because you are hopeless and can't leave the house on your own!
Mahou Shojo, Kirinsuke, this is Barnaby. He seems to have gotten himself stuck on the clothesline again
>Hanging and flailing on a thin copper wire was a boneless man whos eyes looked strained and redden as if he had been trying to get off that wire for some time
Kejahketaaaah! Haaaalp! Ah cahnd geh dawwh! (Kenjukitty help! I can't get down!)
Oh, as in like a meta-human? Sorry, I'm not a filthy organic. I'm just a Spacey. Felt some of the spacetime continuum over here shatter like ice. It USED to be my job to fix messes like this, but I got fired, so, I don't really give a fuck. You're welcome for all the million billion jillion times I fixed your universe's hiccups, by the way.
>He watched along, as the others attacked him. His vessel growing weaker and weaker as he was unable to hoist it up. >With no dimensional energy, and that smack against shooting star, this entity he clung to no longer could assist his tether.
"You." >That was, until he saw a Spacey. "Thank you for your services. But if your job is no more, then just sit as a beacon." >The cracking sound continued to grow. Something about Spaceys innate multi-universal makeup. "You're too noisy." >A hand formed of that energy slaps through, connecting the shoulder/eye/hand cracks as the body drops to the ground.
>It seems the crack is now back to being anchored in the wall, but all energy seems to retreat after shattering it open. >There was too much noise to pass through. For now. >Why open a door just to wait?
Oh. S-Sorry then..thanks for your service? Chances are all of those hiccups were the faults of filthy Metas so glad to here there is something in the universe keeping them in check....er uh....w-was.... Whose uh, job is it to fix stuff now? I dont like that ice analogy you just said...
Ah crap. Think you can deal with this maybe!?! Please!
I've done all I can, this is just outta my league. If it was a normal person I think I could've wrapped it up pretty quickly. And I don't want to get nabbed yet again. We saw how hand to hand combat went. Power of observation! Ah, that's some freaky shit. He's dead, yeah, that's pretty dead. Them's the tough breaks. Yeah. Rest in peace, citizen. Somber power of observation. Oh, another being of questionable origin. I think the only two other people I've even seen today are the dead citizen and the foreigner. Oh, right, and please help. Thanks for your services and all that, I can imagine how many times over we should be all dead by now.
No one's job, now. No intervention, no recourse. Once this universe is broken beyond semblance, Nobody will be around to pick up the pieces and put them back together again. Just you and I, and every other particle capable of entropy waiting it out until the heat death of the universe hoping that nothing horrible happens to us all before that inevitability comes. Good luck with this guy, by the way. Like i said, not my job anymore. I'll be just sitting this one out.
>The energy slowly built >Spacey would feel a tug at his innate energy, but it seemed to fail. As if trying to grasp at something. >Between the spikes shot into it, the pure magic struck at it's core. And the odd bullets given within it's form. >Something about these energies, it gave him root.
>A few people, were battering the body, and were rejecting him all together. Holding him down, or cuffing his hands. These methods were effective, but the raw connective tether the other methods implored were too great. >Hitting him physically, was weaking the rifts and his connection to mantain them, but anything energy was only growing his foothold and now >He could hear it, that static that lead him here.
>As the world rips open, and his speech begins. It's finally time. For the invasion, to finally begin.
"Order will be revealed to you all." >A single foot steps out onto the ground, but fizzles in abstract destruction. It was not welcome here. >He makes a sound of pain, but pushes forward. >To anyone with dimensional seeing abilities, this anomaly was coated in the stuff of planar travel. It wrecked of chronal and dimensional energies. And thanks to those feeding him, and his rift. He was finally here.
>The man steps out onto the cold hardened concrete ground. >Energies twisting abound, they slowly solidify as a the clank of wood smacks against the sidewalk. >It had taken a lot, to come here. >And even if his form frittered imperfectly, it was time to make an appearance.
"Order, will be brought." >His voice was less warped than before, and was cold. Direct. >As his form seemed imperfect, he was holding it together for appearances sake. >An aura seemed to stoop around him as he rose tall into the world.
Oh god Oh GOD OH GOD OH GOD!! >Jewels backs away in terror from the new site. Something she can barely comprehend is happening before her >Shes been in this city for less and a day and the end of the world is already happening >She regrets many life choices that lead her here
And what do your 'powers of observation' say to do about THAT!?! >She scrambles to get her gun back, but in her panic and worry she ends up dropping both it and her taser, leaving her open for whatever the being was going to do FUCK!!
Blake Miller
>Just as Garry was reacting to his Star, suddenly Kenjukitty started to cogeal into some strange shape as he mused Ooooooooooh.......... we've got a caller! Oh thats a mound of Mahou~.......... oh my oh my oh my~.......... >He then started to put out some sort of energy out of the maul that grew out of his forehead, masking himself and his aura to others that couldn't physically see him in the shack.
"Oh... And here I was thinking you might've been a threat. But you're just an old human with a superiority complex." >Taured shrugs "I should've expected less."
>There was an odd presence that hung in the air as he walked forward, hand tucked behind his back and staff clanking and clacking on the ground. >To Prayer, , he could tell the magical energy this man absolutely reverberated was almost tugging at his own just by being there. Like his aura of authority rubbed against his own innate magical nature. >Taured, and Jewel, saw it a lot more straight forward, a force they could physically feel.
>The air hung quiet, unnaturally so as he spoke. As if birds stopped chirping, and the bee's stopped to buzz. The world was quiet here in this moment.
>Doggus stops and senses the mixing pot of energy signatures all in one spot and slowly approaches the old man
"Bow..wou've peaked my interest, and to think this circus had to offer were a couple of clowns. Let me ask you this old timer.. have you faced a god of destruction before...? Lemme just say I'm all bark as well as bite.."
You should give it a go! It's good fun, regardless of your drawing ability
Christopher Smith
>He casually walks by the Doggod. >It was odd, as he walked by the God, the Generals form seems to stabilize. The gods innate divine power seems to be tugged at. >Are even gods at the influence of order? >That slight forced pressure that's built.
"Hmm. Divinity" >He takes in a depthy breath. "Even divinity begets order. Return to your post."
>His form glitched. And morphed. >For an instant he became all red again, as when he first stepped out, before reforming. >Planting the hilt of his staff firmly, he completely solidifies."
"None of you here. Know the static's cling and shift. None of you are fit to remember."
Bite thy insolent tongue out of thy head, thou art getting rat shit everywhere with thy pestilent vocalizations. >Prayer fires off his shape shifting wings like tendrils towards the general
>Taured stumbles as the aura weighs on them. But it seems to stop and flicker out as Taured's aura is protected by.. something? >The Crimson General feels the purest expression of "No." radiating from it
D-Duplicator? WHAT!?! What the hell do you m-mEAA-AAH! >Suddenly, it feels as if Jewels jacket increased in weight. Her shoulders slumped, her legs nearly gave out, she wasn't even able to keep eye contact with the General W-Wh-What i-i-is--
>Unlike the other two near her, Jewels has no way to counter the strange feeling. With each step increasing in force Jewels felt the full blow of it slam down on her body. >It was a miracle she was still standing J-Just screw off dammit! Fucking Meta tras-HAUGHH!!
"I think your hearing went old timer..there is no order when it comes to destruction. Now i'm not sure what your deal is but I think YOU SHOULD BE THE ONE TO SIT AND ROLL OVER! YOU DON'T COMMAND ME!" >Doggus smashes the side of the building he's next to leaving several cracks in the structure.
A dog is talking. Honest to God speaking... Either I've gone insane or this place is crazier then I thought
Ian Clark
>The general feels an creeping tiredness find root and wash over him >The attacks from Prayer pierce into his back, causing the General to stumble forward. >As the strike hits, everyone feels a slight disrupt pause in the weighted aura that was felt. >His form disrupts, the slightest bit of dim to the light he carried.
>As Doggus smacks the building, he was forced back to attention. >Slamming his staff onto the ground with a thunderous roar, the aura resumes with intensified strength. >A shock wave that simply passed through everyone. >He was too weak to fight now.
"Enough."
>Bold, echoed, serious. Again as he spoke it felt as if the subtle white noise in the background grew quiet. You couldn't hear the rushing of cars, the clattering of heels. All you heard was this edict.
"Yea Forumssmotropolis." >He began, the aura felt like it was trying to hold people still. Just from his words alone. >It wasn't enough to force anyone, per say. But it was if at the least it forced you to hear his words. >What an empty feeling. Even through the aura's or defenses there was still the scratch.
"Chaos is those too young to understand Order. You will all grow up."
>As the shock wave dispersed, he was gone. With only the wisped echo remaining in his wake. >Somewhere, above a closet, a broken light began to flash.
>As Jerry was with and Gigaraffe, he falls backwards, as he loses balance. >The ringing in his head, continued. >But he could feel something, something tug at him >Lessened by the effects of Kenujkitty, it was a simple glance. A graze. >He coughs roughly.
"S-Sorry, Sorry. I don't... know what's going on today." >Was he getting sick? "Just getting sick I think." >He tries to laugh it off, putting his hand into his pocket.
>After the General left, It took Jewels a few minutes to stand back up straight. >Her breathing was ragged, and it was clear she was holding back tears >She put on a stern face, which quickly turned to anger This, T-This is all because of you Damn Walking trashcan Metas! I've been in this city a day and I'm already scarred for Life!! It's this exact shit that makes me Hate you damn mutant freaks so much!!! >She quickly went about collecting her phone, gun, and taser. >She dials 911 into the phone Yes, hello? Listen there has been some major disturbance here!....Of the universal shit cocaphany kind!....I'm Sure you have police experienced in this sort of stuff....Well just send someone damnit!! I'm at 1314 Wizardsway, near the bus stop and the alley way. Now please just hurry! >She hangs up. Hopefully this shitty t-town actually has good cops. >She stands away from the rest of the group, trying her best to seem calm and collected. Her occasional shakes didn't help in that regard.
Haha that's fucking awesome dude great job
Wyatt Johnson
>At some point, during a secret operation run by the Contingency of Heroes, multiple space telescopes where launched into the solar system disguised as comertial satelites. These had but one purpose: monitor, report and warn about any possible alien activity aproaching planet Earth >The first probe succesfully locked on orbit with the planet Jupiter. This probe ran under command of a simple minded AI, who would maintain orbit with the planet as well as manage it's observations before sending them back to Earth >And just 46 minutes ago, it's first emergency transmission was broadcasted
>''In-In-Interdimentional Thre-Thre-Theat coming fr-'' >It sent no additional data, atleast until it's second transmission came 15 minutes later >''-opa. I repeat. This is Ju-Jupiter Interplanetary Netw-Network. An anomaly has been spotted near the orbit of Europa. A singularity bent the light near the planet, before a red combustion ma- '' >The transmission was promptly cut off. This happened 1 hour ago. As of now, it remains a mystery as to what happened...no one will know for sure until a closer look is done on Jupiter
Late but she's SUPER adorable! Well done Real magic girl stuff with this, I really dig it. I'm a sucker for dresses.
The wrestler shtick is killer, she's the type to toss you into the inky deep looking all rad. With her power does she favor shotgunning her arm muscles for a classic one-inch punch?
Ayden Lopez
Neat coloring
Connor Cooper
She can beat me up any time
Jordan Jackson
>Does she favor shotgunning her arm muscles for a classic one-inch punch? That would probably be rare since it would be very taxing on her body. Usually, she would just enhance her body in order to fight faster.
Asher Perry
Ah, I understand. Her exact control is very limitless but still has it's downsides. That's a cool weakness. Since she's not the smartest coupled her body still has to be durable enough.
Could she theoretically coil her arms in such a way? Imagine if she saw someone with teleport powers and tried to replicate it by moving her legs really fast. I like this girl
Dylan Foster
>Could she theoretically coil her arms in such a way? I would say that is possible, but they would not extend farther then what she realistically has, since there is no creation or extension involved, only control of what already exists.
>Imagine if she saw someone with teleport powers and tried to replicate it by moving her legs really fast That sounds pretty cool. It would probably be her vibrating her body to the point where she could phase out of reality for a bit and then come come back, but the side effect could be extreme dizziness that immobilizes her for a decent amount of time.
"An Officer has been dispatched to your location." was the last thing Jewel heard from the other end of the line. But not really because she hung up on the operator, who had to speak into empty air because protocol and her script required it.
"Ma'am I don't see any crimes taking place at this location. There are no thugs, villains, henchmen, masterminds or mutants committing felonious acts as of this very moment. The reason I have come here is because of an emergency call from the cellphone in your bag that we traced the atteosecond before you even called 911. Did you know wasting a police officer's time is a federal crime? It is. And you're wasting my time right now by calling me here when there is indeed not a universal cocaphany of a disturbance taking place. You're not only wasting my time but taxpayer dollars and increasing the amount of time it would take for me to get to a real emergency."
The Officer ponders for a moment.
"Unless you're calling me here indeed for the specific purpose of wasting my time so that I can't respond to a real crime and if that's the case well I'm afraid it won't work because.........."
"Hahaha just kidding, ma'am. I'm off duty at the moment anyway. Just poking a little cop humor at you, no worries. But in the future please be aware that you shouldn't call 911 unless it's an absolute emergency alright? We Officers are very busy keeping this entire city safe and secure from all kinds of threats and problems that only we're trained to handle."
The Officer does a triple backflip into his squadcar, leaving the door he kicked off its hinges on the ground.
"Alright now you have a safe day, ma'am."
The Officer does a sick peelout with his call resolved. Where will his adventures take him next?
Oh well damn, that was fast. Glad to see there is some competence in this city- >She then gets accused
Wait what!? Are you completely missing the damage around you? All the other people?? And if you came here before I even called the number, which quite frankly should be impossible but who knows in this fucked up place, then that means you came of your own accord not because of me! And seeing how you were able to get here so damn fast I doubt any other crimes would be a problem! Now will you please do your job! Wait off duty? What?! Then how did you get her-Wait where the hell are you going get back- >She sees the car getting utterly destroyed in the distance ...... I hate this place... >She just kinda lies down on the ground I'm....i-i'm gonna rest down here for awhile....
Robert Thompson
Before I start giving my character any abilities, which I'm really suck at it. I want to make a character like Magic Man from Adventure Time or Q from Star Trek but how to do it without making this character to godlike?
Lincoln Russell
I have a few suggestions:
Illusions. They have to lure people to a affixed location like "Hey come into this door, I don't control reality in here promise" Or something like "I'm an Nth Dimensional Being stuck in the visage of a little girl. I can control the lower planes but, I must nap first. Excuse me"
If you have a really strong power, but it has a very hard weakness, it all balances out. "I can do anything" "...but I'm also super dumb so I can't remember how to do anything" "Shucks"
David Cook
Don't forget the simple fact that you don't need to make them unstoppable in the first place. If you don't want a God-like character then just avoid that whole God part. Make it so that anyone can still walk up to them and give them a knuckle sandwich Also memory is never a really good way to try and balance someone, give them a proper weakness not just "I can destroy everything and win every fight but I don't because I'm too lazy lol" doing that is just laziness in of itself
Carson Moore
bamp
Christian Lopez
Insignificant waste of maggot infested corpse husk! Run as far as thou can, it matters not! Thee will be dragged kicking and screaming into The Pit regardless! Cease thy screeching, harlot. Thou did quite literally nothing of substance in this fight.
I love cracking my toes I love cracking them like my knuckles ooooooooh ah
Lucas Sanchez
>Jewels is brought out of her state of shock through sheer rage Nothing? Nothing!? I was the only one actually trying Dammit! You didn't come in till last minute, all the robot did was hold him in the air, and do I even need to mention the handcuffs of the mom-who-looks-like-a-boy flailed against him? I shot him, I tazed him, I did all I could damnit! So don't you go giving me shit you dirty fucking Meta-Freak!! >Her anger blinded her the fact all she did was help the General get into their world and the fact that yelling at someone who can shoot out balls of red energy may not be a good idea And who in the hell are you calling a Harlot!?!? >She pulled out her trusty Taser I am NOT afraid to use this you purple asshole!
Austin Rogers
thanks u too
>The radio transmission reaches Earth, and shortly after, it ressonates within a single entity. A sword. It vibrates in a frequency similar to the signal emitted from Jupiter, it's noise can be heard only from 3 meters away. This sword is located somewhere in the burnt (and currently undergoing repairs) part of the city, who knows who it belonged to, or what is it's true purpose after all...
>Scan, wasn't much of a better mood, she just woke up after a whole events in the power plant and she now finds herself to a building in a state of repair, she begins to hear the sound, but she doesn't approach it at first
>Tomato had just gotten out of the school because of some extra work and decided she'd patrol the city on her way home. >Swinging through building to building, greeting a few people who recognize along the way, she lands on one of the taller buildings. >Before she could sit comfortably at the edge of the building far away she recognizes something... >A certain hair, a certain bodytype, a certain beanie... J....JJ?! >She exlaims joyfully! It's been such a long time since she's seen her. >But is she... being bullied? The purple vampire looking guy didn't look like a nice person to Tomato. But you know, shouldn't judge people by appearances. >She jumps down from the building. Firing a few vines to buildings around her and pulling her body to manipulate her trajectory, she lands near Jewels with a loud THUD that would startle most people JJ! It's been so long! Tomato's missed you so much! She opens her arms, and lovingly hugs Jewel by the waist, slightly raising her from the ground.
Yeah! That's right! You better be scared you limpdick purple fuck!! >Suddenly something very large landed behind her WHAT THE SHIT- >Before she could get another word out she is grabbed and pulled into a hug
>Before her reaction to such a thing was with anger, some strange short woman grabbing her. >But now, this was different. Jewels was being, for the lack of a better word, completely smothered by flesh and physical contact. >She immediately starts to scream and freak out, attempting to kick the Tomato headed girl in the stomach. Her fear of touch going full force in her mind drowning out all other thoughts AAAAAAAHGETOFFGETOFFGETOFFAAAA!! >She attempts to jab the woman with the taser, completely ignoring the fact that if she succeeded in doing so she would taze herself LET GO OF ME YOU GODDAMN META FREAK!!
Carter Rodriguez
Say, an arch nemesis, or just someone to throw down with. I don't need a grand scheme or anything- Just some good ol' brutalizing should do the trick. And I know JUST how to find you someone.
>Tomato dodges one taser strike, more so Jewels wouldn't hurt herself rather than her own well being. S-sorry sorry! Tomato forgot how much you hate physcial contact and stuff, h-heh... >She had a small nervous chuckle, then threw her hands on the air and immediately jumped right back into her energetic self again. How have you been! Tomoto missed you sooooo muuch~ >She had a big smile on her face, her cheeks flushed.
>Jewels lands with a thud, taking a moment to get back up. Jesus Christ what the hell is wrong with this place?! You're the third person to claim to know me! Well listen close you damn Meta because I'm only going to say this once! My name is Jewels Harrison. I was born in New York in 1996 and I have NEVER been to this God forsaken place before! I am NOT this "JJ" everyone goes on about, and I am not a damn Meta!, but even if I were, I can promise you that I would NEVER make friends with a filthy degenerate meta-skumbag like you! Do you understand!? I am NOT your friend, I never want to BE your friend, and I'lll never make Friends with a Freak like you! Do you hear me!? Can you understand through all that conveniently placed blubber on your potato-body!?! Is your ass so fat it drowns out all criticism?! Well listen closely then- I! AM! NOT! YOUR! FRIEND! And if you ever, EVER touch again I will tase you till both your oversized tits and utterly retarded Apple-head Explodes! Now LEAVE ME ALONE!!! >As she was yelling at Tomato, her face slowly became redder and redder, till it started to resemble Tomato's own face color! >She was also loud enough that it undoubtedly would be enough to attract all sort of attention >When she was finished, she was clearly out of breath and didn't seem able to actually calm back down. Her breathing becoming more ragged and harder to control.
Carson Collins
The Crimson General is suddenly assaulted as a bullet from the rooftops is launched at his head. Thankfully, his powerful A.T. Field, also know as an autonomous defense spell, is able to fully absorb the impact - which is good as soon a few dozen more bullets are fired in the same general direction.
Do you have no reading comprehension at all or something? The general left already.
Dylan Walker
Just imagine it happened before he disappeared then.
Landon Bennett
Uhhhh... Tomato's confused.. Do you really not remember me? >Tomato's voice was soft, a faint smile was still on her face but soon... Look! I even kept the locket! R-Remember..? >Her voice slowly but surely got shaky >opening up the locket, she showed the picture inside to Jewels W-we took this together.... >With the tears welling up in her eyes barely holding on and her biting into her quivering lower lip she had the most cartoonish sad face ever. It looked like she was about to burst into tears at any moment but she kept trying her best not to.
>There was an old man in the park. >He was throwing out stale bread crumbs to the various birds that collected around him. >Seemed as though he was waiting for someone.
>Slowly but surely an old man walked into the park. He moved inch by inch, taking small steps and using his staff to hold himself up Nheeaahh, ol' body ain't quite working up to the old standards. >He pulled out a blue potion, taking a quick sip from it and suddenly seems much more energetic Ahh that's better. Now where is that big grey son of a gun?
Ahh there he is! I'd recognize that head shape anywhere! >He makes his way towards the giant metal man
>If Greg was more in touch with his feminine side, he'd had smiled after seeing Jeremy. Salesman. >He took half of his loaf and handed it to him. Good to see you. How is black man? Feeling sorry for chloroforming him when we went to Poland.
those are retarded birds don't mind the backwards text
Ayden Sanchez
>Salesman had the biggest smile an old man like him could have. Showing the distinction lack of real teeth he had left Greg you old grey bastard how have ya been? Why I can't even remember the last time I saw ya! >He throws some bread crumbs to the ducks Black man? No no don't think I know any n-Oh! You mean that boy Wells dontcha! Weell last I heard he was still fairly rich, had a lot of illegals in his house, and still couldn't talk to a woman without breaking down Hehe!! Course, that was bout 50 years back wasnnit? Who knows maybe his grandkids have more game them him, if he ever had any HeHe!! But uh, I gotta ask buddy....It's been a few years since we went to good ol'Poland, what made ya think of it?
>50 years. >He felt his stomach sink. Yeah yeah. Wells the rich black man. We needed him for his finances. Remember good old times I think. Saw a girl and her boyfriend in my taxi the other day. She reminded me of little Anna. Reminded me of a lot of people. I miss the old city, yes?
Chad face that's for certain, and particularly impressive torso, specially in comparison with that doodle hammer.
Evan Mitchell
>Doggus shrugs in disappointment "Tch..that old man did nothing but try to look imposing, farted out a shockwave...and ran off, clearly due to my ferocity.. anyway it was pretty interesting being around such a colorful cast of creatures..I'll be around this place for a while so if you ever wanna take this dog for a walk and show me around just give a hollar." >Doggus smirks and lets out a wave to the crowd of metas and vanishes.
Aah Anna. What a girl she was. A feisty one at that! Hehe...I miss her too. .... I gotta tell ya Greg. I haven't thought about that place in a long long time. Or any of the people in it... Heheh, remember the time I introduced you to Wells? You melted his helmet right off his head Heaheh! Or or what about that Elf who ran a bank next door? Now she was a looker let me tell you! Hehe... ... I gotta say Greg, you really know how to make a man feel his age. Every darn year of it.
Xavier Torres
(2013) A recently slain cop joins a team of undead police officers working for the Rest in Peace Department (R.I.P.D) and tries to find the man who murdered him.
Hudson Myers
> In the very middle of the town, something that appears to be a portal, appears from out of nowhere. A strange looking humanoid person, with grey skin, blue eyes, wearing a red robe and some kinda wizard hat, pops out from that gateway and looks around.
Hmm looks pretty normal to me? Big, city, big buildings... big, big, big. Nothing I haven't seen before, well what a shame. But probably this world may also has something to offer that catches my interests.
> As he steps out from the portal,which then disappears behind him, one foot touches a headless body that lies bloody and dirty on the hard, cold ground.
Oh my..........I got some blood on my shoe, well what do we got here? Such a poor individual, we really live in a cruel world as people say and even this world here makes no exception. Hmm...let's see.
> He takes his hat, shake it a little bit until a bunch of random stuff comes out of it, a marker, some bubblegum and a big pumpkin.
Chucks, not even magic is very creative, well let's make something good out of it. Like the oldest elder would say...creativity is power... or was it wisdom is power? Who cares, it's all the same to me in some kinda way.
> He takes the bubblegum, and fixes it on the pumpkin, then takes the marker and draws a face on it. Dester then sticks the pumpkin with the death body together.
>He cackled a low bellied laughter. >He tossed some of the remaining crumbs out at the birds who flew around and pecked at whatever they could find. Yeah yeah yeah. The elf lady. They say elves are kinda like jews in that regard with money. >He grumbled and threw around the inside of his bag for more bread crumbs. That bar was a good place. Shame there's no bar around this city quite like that one. Everyone went there. Even the bad mans. Remember ehhh uhhh... >He kept snapping his fingers trying to remember. Remember, err... uh... uhhhhhhh... Oh, remember the tournament?
Now while I don't necessarily disagree with ya there, maybe don't say it too loudly. Lord knows what a couple of old men will do against the 'peesea' crowd...whoever they are.. >Sales notices Greg running out of breading, he placed his down his satchel and pulled out a small bag of seeds from it. Here use some of these. I got them in the Eastern lands a few months back. >He resumes his own bread tossing Aaah the Bar. Now that was a place like no other. Anyone could come in and have a drink, drama never made it past the front door, and the glasses were shinier then any other place I've been too since! Hehe... Mnm, but frankly I don't like remembering that old Tournament. I mean it felt like it went on for months! Plus that last shot against Wells...wooof. I STILL feel that deep in my bones let me tell you.
Mason Garcia
>He mumbled his thanks taking the seeds from Jeremy. HA HA HA! Yes! He had a boner! For getting BEAT UP by woman! >He pat his knee a couple of times. >Made a whistling noise while he wiggled his index finger and flicked it, making a ringing bell sound with his mouth. >He spent a couple minutes wiping the nonexistent tears out of his eyes while trying to retain composure. Remember... >He leaned back on the bench. Remember the soviets?
Joseph Foster
>Salesman starts up his own laugh as Greg roars in joy over the memories. >He feeds the birds as Greg continues to laugh. But his joy is soon ended as Greg mentioned more of the past >He looked at his staff, at the crystal it held. Oh I remember them. How could I forget. We went to Poland in the first place because of them. Twice!! I'm just glad that damn Soviet Union ended up falling apart. Could you imagine what it would be like if those people were still around? Just tragic to think about really..
Samuel Hernandez
>When the digits of the post are seen, the two villains make their way to the Muscle Man and pose Bs: Well ... what the boss says is what the boss says. Nothing personal. IM: Prepare to get arched.
It is hard to forget. >He shook his wrist to shake off the crumbs that accumulated on his old working hoodie. >His watch came into view. >It was getting late. >He had to go, but not without bringing up why they had to meet in the first place. Jeremy, do you remember how I took up mercenary work? I was wondering. I had gotten some work here too. Bounty on some mediterranean girl. 250 Thousand dollars reward. We go in just with chloroform, like when we knocked out the black man. Give her to the people who want her, split the money fifty/fifty. We can be a team again, like the good old days. What do you say?
Carson Morales
>Salesman continued to feed the birds as Greg talked, but he stopped as his name was said. Aah....I don't know Greg I mean...I'm not exactly a young man now! 125 thousand Does sound nice but...Listen Greg. I stopped working with ya when you became a Merc because, well...It never seemed as fun as before you know? I liked going after bad people who deserved a competence. The Ala, the Mechanical Magnet, that bastard with removable limbs, Transcendence. They all deserved it and I was happy to help But how do you know the girl deserves it Greg? How do you know the people who want to pay you aren't the ones who deserve an ol kick up the ass? I wont stop ya Greg, but I do want you to make the right choice, I mean... >He gets up, slowly and carefully. How would Samantha and Anna feel about you going after innocent girls?
Parker Hill
>With a little fingertouch on the pumpkin, the body began to sparkle and suddenly began to get up with it's new head, connected on the neck due to the sticky bubblegum.
Ah...look wo came back from the afterlife. The pumpkin doesn't really looks bad on you I must say.
>The guy then touches the pumkin that became his new head.
Why don't you take a look for yourself?
> Unable to talk or even to see, the guy didn't notices the mirror and now wanders away with the arms stretched out, trying not to walk against a wall.
Well, looks like someone still got some headache...hahaha.
>Muscle Man watches as two random strangers mumble something and make a pose. MM: Hmmmm... If the boss of the gym sent you than the gym really needs my help. It's 100$ an hour each, 5 hours and no refunds. I don't hope to get you as strong as me but at least you will have some Muscle. Now who's first
Clock them upside the head with your fucking tremendous 300 pound single arm bicep curl Muscle Man
Asher Green
IM: I don't zink you guite understand just vat ve're doing here. Zo allow me to demonstrate. >The Iron Maiden swings her hand at Muscle Man with a mechanically-enhanced karate chop as Bloodsting flanks around him
Goddammit how much does it take to get through your thick skull!? I am not your-....friend? >She grabbed the locket out of her hands, taking a closer look at it. >The same hair >The same face >The same fucking Beanie >For a few moments, Jewels didn't do anything. She just stared down at the locket trying to process it. It was her face, yet she had absolutely no memory of it or the giant meta girl. >Slowly, her emotion changed. Going from confusion, to anger, and then to pure rage. T-This, This is who I'm supposed to look like!? This bitch is why I keep getting random strangers to make Physical Contact with me!?! We don't even look that much a like!! And this had to be taken years ago. Look at how you were to you are now you freak! You went from being shorter then m-Her- To being t-taller then her! Did getting a thick body also give you a thick head? Is this how much it'll take to convince you I'm not you damn friend!?! >She threw the locket to the ground, and with the full fury of her body stomped down on it. Again and again and again. She wasn't able to truly break it, but with all the cracks and scratches it was practically useless anyways. The picture inside no longer even recognizable Now will you just LEAVE ME ALONE!!!
>As he was posing so gaily she just swiped the taser out of his hand. You fuck off too! >She stormed off, but its clear by her breathing and still red face that she seemed literally unable to calm back down. How much longer she can go on like this without something breaking is anyones guess
Nice from this guy to let me pay with my piranha coins. And now let's see what this place has in it's pockets.
> Dester wanders trough the streets while eating his hot dog with joy and the eyes always focus on the people and buildings. Some minutes later he comes across an library and stops there.
Ah a library, I haven't read some good books in awhile since the last one that really lacked on any good information, I mean a fly that tries to eat a frog? Who really wants to read that? Perhaps this place here can give me something to refresh my brain a little.
