Fandom A Cup of Multiverse, Chapter 1: Enter the Multiverse

[Professor Spacecakes]

All Might

Location - Avengers Tower, Foyer | With - A bunch of weirdos | Condition - Fair

"Humans... Extinct?" All Might repeated, truly horrified at the thought. That explained why this girl acted so surprised that there were humans around.

"Well, I'm happy to report that my Earth's future isn't quite so grim. In my world, 80% of the human population are born with special abilities called Quirks. With all the chaos that brings, I'm sure you wouldn't be surprised to hear that being a superhero has become a popular profession where I'm from."​

 

[Ineptitude]

Phosphophyllite​

Listening to the stories that the others weaved, Phos' eyes sparkled in fascination. It was all so exciting, hearing about the other worlds from whence they came—dimensions that, until today, had only existed in their wildest dreams.

"Humans once thrived in my reality until six meteors had visited the planet." Phos recounted a tale that was told to them decades in the past for the sake of satisfying their curiosity. Their memory of the legend wasn't the best, as they had lost their head soon afterwards, but they preferred sharing it now over being grilled for information later on. "After the planet was broken by the sixth meteor, it gave birth to six moons, leaving it an emaciated shadow of its former self. There was nothing left but a single beach—a single crescent of land—so all life fled to the ocean."

"Humanity had split into three parts: the spirit, flesh and bone." They carded a hand through their hair, leaving a glittering trail in their wake as it reflected the artificial light that lit the room. "Gems like myself are said to be the bone—immortal beings who were crystalized over the ages before returning to the land."

 

[BackSet]

Kirby
Avengers Tower - Foyer
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That was all very interesting. So there were places in which people like Adeline, humans, were all over the place? Maybe there was an earth where he was from, somewhere far off in space.

"We don't have humans where I'm from." He said. "Not because they're extinct but because I don't live on an earth. The only human I've ever seen is my friend Adeline. She's an artist."

 

[Nenma Takashi]

Takashi Kyoto
Stark Tower
Mood: Feeling left out​

Between the pink ball, the super hero, the robot girl, gem person, and actual dragon there was one of the group who looked rather....human. One who just seemed to be a human, so much so that none had taken notice of them. Why would they compared to the others there wasn't anything eye catching of them, until you looked at their feet where one would spot a pair of sleek highly stylized roller skates. Both skates had a large star on the side of them the other side reading "shooting star!" in bold letter. This regular looking human was currently skating in a circle one of the many strange things they did in order to think. The human was trying to figure out who to join the conversation considering everyone hadn't been paying her no mind. Finally the pink ball mentioned their friend who was an artist. She turned on her heel bolting over to the pink ball sliding to a stop next to it. "My friend Yuki is an artist as well! She made these for our team!" She reached for a bag that hung on a string around her waist opening it and pulling out a shiny emblem. It showed a detailed skate similar to the ones the girl wore riding atop a shooting star. As she showed off the emblem she then realized how weird she must of seemed just now. 'So this is what Jun means when he says I "rush" into things.' She thought to herself.

 

[TheFatherofSniping]

A2
"Oh hi there" A2 was surprised 'how did I not notice her before?' A2 thought "I'm unit A2" she rests her engine blade on the couch and lays down on it, stretches her arms, legs and sighs deeply"Your friend is a pretty good artist, shame I have no other skills outside of combat." she winces a little as one of her arms lets out a faint cracking noise "Its interesting how many humans there are on this world. Maybe I'm in a world where my version of the future doesn't exist"

 

[Specialist]

Deathstalker/Groundside
[Open for interaction]

Within a flash, it was over.
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The ball of white light that had materialized in the world also deposited a single entity, who promptly let out a startled yelp as they were deposited just a few feet off the ground, falling and stumbling forward before actually falling and face planting into the ground. As the portal closed, the aforementioned entity was seen to be a single female dressed in a rather form-fitting grey bodysuit, complete with a holstered rifle, suppressed pistol and some strange gadgets attached to her utility belt. There was also a matching bandana securing the woman's ginger-red hair in place; the tied strands dangling around her shoulders as she looked around and became aware of her new environment. Getting up to her feet, the woman reflexively drew her rifle off her back and into her hands. The tower was just a few feet away, and that prompted the woman to slowly, cautiously advance toward the building. 'STARK. Probably a FOX listening post.' She internalized, glancing back at the wary and alarmed pedestrians who'd probaby; been witness to a multitude of other strange occurrences prior to her appearance. She hoped for the sake of these Civilians, she wasn't followed. Her body began to flake apart and dissolve into tiny red ember-like flakes; leaving behind a faint shimmering air as she was all but rendered invisible from the naked eye.

 

[SymbioticWebslinger]

Shay Patrick Cormac
Location: Stark Tower (hidden)

"Shay Patrick Cormac," announced the man in the red coat, seemingly out of nowhere.

Earlier...
Shay had finally caught that stupid pigeon when he read the note attached to its foot. It read: Bounty for Edward Stark. Location: Manhattan, New York. Luckily, Shay was already in New York, it would be a short run to Manhattan from where he was. When he arrived, he used his eagle vision to locate Stark. He managed to spot a bright, young salesman with a new bit of technology, but that was besides the point. Shay found one of the assassins nearing Stark and reached a perch point to intercept. Shay unsheathed his hidden blades and jumped to action.

"Graaaah!"
Then there were shrieks. Whispers. Bleeps and blips from little machines. Shay opened his eyes to an amazing, unreal scene. He didn't kill an assassin. They seemed to be a civilian, but their clothes were strange. Flashes of light were taken, catching Shay off guard. It was too late now. His victim was dead, but where was the assassin? For now he had to hide away from the people around him. Shay put up his gas mask, popped his collar, and threw down a sleep grenade. Everyone around him collapsed in a comma, leaving Shay with a way out. "Sorry everyone."

After a bit of free running, Shay came to an assortment of standing-out individuals. They all suddenly disappeared in a blue light.
"Wait!" He yelled, barely making it into the vicinity. He appeared in an entirely different room. The dysfunctional group started sharing identities. He felt safe in their presence. No hoods, he realized. Shay left his hiding spot,

"Shay Patrick Cormac, and I for one want to know what in the hell is going on..."

 

[TheFatherofSniping]

A2 jumped up when Cormac spoke."Where'd you come from?" A2 said laying back down. The sudden appearance of this man surprised her."It seems we've been pulled from our home universes to this universe. This universe is probably a version of my universe in the past. Speaking of universes, where are you from?"

 

[Ineptitude]

Phosphophyllite​

With the appearance of two new people, Phos painted a pleasant smile onto their lips. Underneath their friendly demeanor, however, they were anxiously waiting the return of Iron Man with their requested gold and silver in order to begin repairing their body. They didn't quite trust anyone other than themselves to put them back together properly at the moment. Shoving that thought in the back of their mind, they focused on the situation at hand. Hopefully, the superhero would be back soon.

 

[Nenma Takashi]

Takashi held her head as people began to talk about other universes the past, different past, it all went right over Takashi's head. It made her wish Jun was here cause he'd do what he always does and just sum up everything in a simple sentence for her, then give that snarky look and ask her. "Oh what you didn't already figure it out?" She always hated hearing him say that but for once she actually missed it. Going off of what A2 had said Takashi pointed to herself. "Well where I'm from everything is pretty much normal, super-heroes are just comic books and manga, no super robots, or shiny gem people, or pink....things. It's pretty normal. Oh my name's Takashi by the way." Takashi of course didn't at all mention the super powered skates she was wearing at the moment which were capable of letting her zoom across buildings, fire waves of heat, leap high into the air, and grind across electrical wires. She also didn't mention the fact she had once fought someone capable of launching a dragon made of lightning at her, nor the fact she entered a tournament fighting many others with super skates simply because she thought it'd be fun. She didn't mention these things for a reason, it wasn't because she didn't trust anyone here, nor because she wanted to hide her trump card. Takashi didn't tell them for one simple reason.....she thought everyone had one. In fact Takashi had been wondering why she had yet to see any ATs in Mr.Iron Man's tower. The last rich guy she met had hundreds of ATs sitting on a wall, yet so far not a single one in sight. "Maybe this is a universe were AT riding hasn't gotten super popular yet?" She mumbled to herself.

 

[Specialist]

Deathstalker|STARK Foyer
[Open for interation]
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The doors parted ever so softly as the shimmering, cloaked form of the woman crept her way inside. Surveying the area before her automatically brought the feeling that something was grossly off. Making her way over to a darkened corner of the Avenger's building lobby and materializing back into her visible form, she took out her Idroid and called her Commanding Officer. Well, she would have. Instead, the normally holographic display of the topographical map was replaced with a single block of white warning text reading, 'SATNAV DATA UNAVAILIABLE. RETRYING CONNECTION. . .' Looking up, that's when she spotted something else with her in the lobby. If her eyes weren't misleading her, it was a round, pink ball with stubby hemispherical appendages, eyes and a mouth. Now she just stared at the thing, deactivating her Idroid and attaching the device back to her utility belt. Upon looking around the room, the delayed reaction hit her like a ton of bricks as she realized that there were... Creatures in the building. Even something that looked like a Metal Gear. Once again entering her cloak, this time the woman hugged the nearest wall and crept silently forward in a crouch-walk. toward the group; hoping to gain more Intel on what this place was by listening in on their conversation.

 

[SymbioticWebslinger]

Shay Patrick Cormac
Location: Stark Tower​

It had never crossed Shay's mind that he might be in a different world. "Very well then, I suppose I live on earth. Last I checked it was around winter time 1758. I live in the colony of New York. Greenwich, of course. I was born there." Perhaps Shay had given them too much information. At least he hadn't blurted that he held a title in a secret society. He looked around the room a second time. It seemed to be that there was a second presence in the room. Shay entered eagle vision to see if his hunch was right.
He surveyed the room. He turned a couple of times. The same people as before. Humans, green people, a pink ball. There it was. A hostile figure. A smoky, black figure. An assassin. Female.
"Show yourself, Witch!" Shay yelled, pointing his wheel-lock in her direction. He wasn't taken from his mission just to be killed by a lowly assassin. He noticed she wasn't sporting the usual gray hood, in replaced of a scrappy black cloak-type apparel. "Your clothes don't fool me, assassin!"

Interactions: Specialist

 

[TheFatherofSniping]

"Whoa there Mr redcoat. I don't see anything" A2 picks up her sword and looks around but puts it away when she sees nothing "there's no one here but us. Its probably starks' butler or something" A2 lays back down on the sofa looking out the window.A2 then gets up and walks over to the templar "what do you see?" A2 was confused what did this man see? maybe he was losing his mind?

 

[Specialist]

The woman's form materialized into existence where she stood out into the light now; the figure dressed in a skintight grey bodysuit with flowing red hair secured by a bandana, blue eyes, and a pale complexion. She just stared, unfazed without a hint of intimidation etched into her features. If anything, she had a slightly curious expression on her face as she looked at the weapon. Her skin shimmered lightly, breaking apart and reforming like an ocean wave as she glanced to A2 and looked her over for a brief moment as well, before turning her attention to the drawn weapon. She looked as if she were about to bolt at any second, judging from her body posture.

[Interactions: TheFatherofSniping , SymbioticWebslinger ]

 

[BackSet]

Kirby
Avengers Tower - Foyer
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This was getting crazy. There had to be something near by Kirby could inhale in case a fight broke out. He didn't want to be weaponless.

 

[TheFatherofSniping]

She frowns"seems you managed to get past my optical sensors. You're Pretty Good, for a human that is"She draws her sword which glows a little "Don't make me ask twice. Name and Affiliation" A2 noticed that she is about to run and readied herself to chase her "You know if you run the owner of this lovely tower will drag you back here by the heels. I hear he has a lovely Iron suit that can fly and after a quick scan, his energy levels are off the charts. So good luck with that" A2 smirked "No escape"
Specialist

 

[Specialist]

The operative didn't speak up, and it's as if the pull of the sword just caused the molecular 'skin' of her body to shift and stand on end like a frightened cat. She seemed rather placid in her expression as her facial features became more neutral. She took a stride backward and stood there, back in the shadows. She didn't cloak, but she was compromised and being defiant about it. The soldier's uniform lacked any identification whatsoever; no patches or emblems were able to be visibly seen. TheFatherofSniping

 

[TheFatherofSniping]

A2 recoiled a bit 'Hopefully I'm not being too hard on her' she thought "Hey! You deaf?! I asked for you're affiliation. Look sorry if I came on as a bit harsh but I'm being cautious, this world is a huge unknown. Could you at least give me your name?" A2 calmly lowered her sword and took a step back "I'm A2" Paying closer attention to her uniform she noticed it sticking up a bit "Your suit is weird, I've never seen anything like it"

 

[Specialist]

The operative gave no response. Stepping forward into the light a bit more, that's when it was easier to see that there was no rise and fall of her chest. Taking her Idroid from her utility belt, she opened up a blank document as the holographic panel materialized a few inches away from the 'iris' of the C4-looking device. She tapped away on the holographic keyboard with her right hand, then held the device out in front of A2. 'DEATHSTALKER. FORCE-OPERATION X.' Hopefully, that would be enough information to satiate the woman's curiosity. As for the situation she was in herself, she had no idea what 'A2' was referring to. A Man of Iron? Sounded like some new Metal Gear if anything was considered.

 

[TheFatherofSniping]

"Jeez, your not the talkative type are you?" A2 clasped the device and studied the document "Interesting...You aren't the average human and that's one hell of a career you got there." A2 gestured to a seat "I'll tell you a bit more about myself. I'm Ex YoRHa Operator Attacker type number 2, A2. You don't talk much so I'll ask you to shake your head. We've been gathered here by some unknown force by some unknown means for some unknown purpose. Are you willing to co-operate with us? one shake of the head is no and two shakes of the head is yes. "

 

[Specialist]

'Deathstalker' blinked, looked at the seat and walked over to it. Sitting down, she once more looked over to the Idroid and nodded her head up and down hesitantly. Bringing the device back over to her, she typed on it again and brought it up to view. 'A2. NICE TO MEET YOU. WHERE ARE WE? THIS DOES NOT LOOK LIKE AFGHANISTAN.'