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[hudhouse]

New Tokyo
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"It was a long deserved execution, but culling the weed only let it spread its seeds." Crimson, bloodshot eyes looked down from across a rooftop. He monologued out, "One ripe fruit of these recent events, but now... these fake heroes are breeding like rabbits. So many more idiots, trying to plague this society for their own greed, refusing to help those that actually need it." He lifted up a poster for the Number One Hero. He quickly made a fist, blood trailing from between his fingers. "...A war hungry bastard that causes more problems than he fixes..." His eyes got more intense, a crimson aura bleeding around him, "...DARES TO TAKE THE SPOT OF NUMBER ONE?!"

He quickly puts a hand to his face, looking to the side. A woman was being robbed by two thieves. He let out a dark, low chuckle. "Iron Man. I'm coming for you..." Two folding daggers quickly found themselves from Stain's belt, into the feet of one of the robbers. He casually dropped from the rooftop, changing the feminine screams to masculine ones that were quickly splattered out.

 

[Count Gensokyo]

• The War of Thieves Caper: Detective Kirigiri

• "Look, all I know about them is what I read on the Daily Bugle," Peter lied to the Detective, "But what do they have to do with me?"
  
  Please don't know I'm Spider-Man...

  
  
  
  

  
  “I know you’re hiding information from me, Mister Parker. Why else would I have come here? she sighed.
  
  Detective Kirigiri reached inside her jacket, unfolded a piece of paper, and showed it to the nervous Peter. The photograph depicted Spider-Man posing in front of a webbed-up lizard man hanging above a large area in the sewers.
  
  
  
  

  
  “Your photos have been getting more and more risky.”
  
  She slid the photograph onto the nearby table, then pulled out yet another one. This one depicted Spider-Man‘s capture of a man with bird wings inside a skyscraper that seemed devoid of any other people.
  
  
  
  
  “What normal person could get shots like these if he wasn’t already in league with Spider-Man?”
  
  With each new photograph Kirigiri placed on the table, the glass of Parker’s secret identity cracked just a little bit more.
  
  
  
  
  “After sifting through the Bugle’s featured stories, I came to three possible conclusions. One, you’re Spider-Man’s accomplice on his ventures. Two, Spider-Man is sending these photos to you after his work is finished. Or three...”
  
  
  

  
  ​
  “...You are Spider-Man.”
  
  
  
  
  “I can show more if you’d like. Come clean, and you’ll make it easier for the both of us,” the detective coldly suggested.
  
  Phantom Thief of Hearts

 

[Phantom Thief of Hearts]

• Spider-Man: The War of Thieves Caper

• 
  
  
  HOME, SWEET HOME
  Count Gensokyo​
  
  
  Peter was stunned by Detective Kirigiri's rather thorough research on Spider-Man.
  
  Okay, maybe I shouldn't have sent the Bugle those photos...
  
  "I... I, uh..." Peter stammered as he frantically tried to make up an excuse with each new picture the young detective presented him.
  
  Okay, there's no better way of saying this...
  
  "I'm just surprised that J.J. never figured that out," Peter finally relented and confirmed Kirigiri's suspicions, "Would've made for a pretty awkward talk with ol' Sourpuss..."
  
  Peter looked at the clock on the wall and sighed.
  
  Sorry, MJ... Look's like I'm going to miss your party...
  
  "But let's cut to the chase," Peter's expression grew more serious, "You're here because of 'DR-1125'?"
  
  

 

[Vsland]

As nearby cars began to get hit, Deku looked around to see a little kid crying for his mother, clutching a small All Might figure as he bawled his eyes out. "Uh, Demon dude, keep him occupied." Midoriya shouted over, quickly running towards the child. Suddenly, the force from one of the stray blasts caused a car to flip over. It was sent flying towards the child who stopped crying and watched it fly towards him like a rabbit in head lights.

The car hit the ground and exploded as Deku clutched the child's head, shielding him from the heat. He had just barely managed to slip under the car and grab the child, pulling him out of harm's way. He placed the child down and stood up, laughing slightly with a wide smile. "Have no fear....for I am here!"

"Uh...who are you?"

Midoriya's smile changed to a face of hurt as he his mouth dried up. "I'm, uh, Deku." He croaked.

"OH! The guy who broke his arms at the sports festival! You were so cool!"

"Heh...thanks..." He turned back to face the Two Dimensional villain and clenched his fist. "Go over to the police. I'm sure your mother is with them..."
Crenando
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[SpaceRavens03]

• Third Eternia

• 
  “Understood.”
  
  Goblin Slayer spoke as he simply lead Red Wizard and the latter's army of zombies towards the bar. Stopping at the entrance to check the sign in case he got the wrong bar,the boy then turned to look at Red Wizard.
  
  “We should have your undead army stay outside,if anything it'll very likely be just a short talk for some information.”
  
  Birdsie (sorry it took a long time to be posted)
  

 

[Birdsie]

• Red Wizard - Third Eternia

• 
  Red Wizard nodded, and turned to the zombie army. For a moment, he considered destroying the zombies so they wouldn't cause trouble, but he trusted in magic.
  
  Or, to be more specific, Red Wizard trusted in forcefields.
  
  Red Wizard walked into the mass of zombies. Their lazy eyes followed their master as he walked into the middle of their bunch, then a yellow bulb of light began to float around him.
  
  He channeled it into his staff and thumped its bottom against the ground, causing a yellow bubble to spread and contain the zombies. The bubble was transparent, and little flickers moved through its surface, like those black and white dots in a TV with no channel, except they were various bright shades of yellow.
  
  He then extended his staff and it glowed for a moment, charging the shield and making it less transparent until it was almost opaque.
  
  Red Wizard teleported outside of it, next to Goblin Slayer, and stated, "<It should last a few minutes. The zombies won't eat anyone this way, and curious passerbies won't get in biting range. Let's go in.>"
  

SpaceRavens03

 

[SpaceRavens03]

• Third Eternia

• 
  
  
  Nodding,the adventurer and mage stepped in,the former opening the door and leaving it opened for the latter to enter. The doors closing,Goblin Slayer showed interest in the barrier magic Red Wizard had projected earlier.
  
  “That wasn't a Miracle wasn't it? What was the longest it could last?.”
  
  The grungy warrior asked as he and Red Wizard made way past the crowd towards the bartender,he needs to be well prepared before going after the goblins,so knowing more about what his current temporary party member could do is extremely vital. And if it isn't just the only spell Red Wizard can do,then there could be more magecraft (or whatever they called it) both of them could utilise to their fullest.
  
  Birdsie

 

[Birdsie]

• Red Wizard - Third Eternia

• 
  Red Wizard blinked when Goblin Slayer suddenly asked about the spell. He looked around the tavern as he explained, disappointed there didn't seem to be many sausages around them.
  
  "<Oh, that? Well, if I stayed inside it and kept charging it, I guess it could stay there indefinitely. Though, taking damage does decrease its duration. There is a little trick that involves using healing mines that can make them pretty much invincible. Without my presence, they can stay in place for a few minutes at best, and seconds at worst. I didn't bother studying much shield magicka at the academy, past the basic elemental stuff.>"
  
  

SpaceRavens03

 

[SpaceRavens03]

• Third Eternia

• 
  
  
  “Indefinitely if you're in it....” Goblin Slayer thought out loud as he thought for a moment.
  
  If that is the case,smoking goblins out using it may not be an option. Especially if he has to be in there......he mentioned something about "elemental stuff" however. Perhaps he has spells slightly similar to what the Shaman in my party has.
  
  “And what about the elemental spells? How much could you use in a day?”
  
  At first,it may seem weird that such a question like that would be asked,especially regarding "how much could be used in a day". However,from where Goblin Slayer is from,clerics,mages and shamans have a limit to the amount of miracles or spells they could cast for a day. Depending on how good they are,they could either cast only once or three times if they were relatively new. Of course,miracles and spells aren't just limited to the support-type adventurers. Paladins and even adventurers who doesn't prioritize on magic could use them. The drawback for the former was that if they were to act far from the ideal paladin they're supposed to be,they'll lose the god's favour and be stripped of their ability to cast spells. Meanwhile for the latter,spell casting isn't their main role and as such would've lead to them being able to cast as much as a new spell caster would.
  
  Despite the limit however,it IS possible for the clerics,mages and shamans to cast a miracle or spell again despite using up the amount of spells or miracles they could cast in a day. A phenomenon known as "Overcast",is the ability to cast miracles or spells after passing the limit,where it will use up a portion,or in worse case,the entire portion of the caster's life force. Perhaps the one person Goblin Slayer knew has done this before and was nearly on the brink of death was the obsidian ranked Priestess who accompanies him in most of his goblin slaying quests. If possible,he would like to avoid repeating that.
  
  Birdsie

 

[Birdsie]

• Red Wizard

• 
  "<How much in a day...>" Red Wizard mouthed the question, then ran some basic calculations.
  
  Twenty-four hours in a day... each hour is sixty minutes... and each minute is sixty seconds...
  
  "<Like, eighty-thousand? Maybe?>"
  

SpaceRavens03

 

[hudhouse]

New Tokyo
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The bloody corpses were pinned to the wall, whimpering for their lives. The blade was quickly struck through their remains, snapping from his raw ferocity. Stain groaned in annoyance, "So many more heroes, and so many more criminals. I won't be able to cull the cowards with my old tools." Someone called out to him, " And to think we were expecting a fight." The ninja wore blood-red robes, holding a blade just as red as him. It seemed to call out to the world, letting all know of its forged malice. Stain looked down to the woman. She was a bit on the older side, greying hair, with lots of scrapes and a black eye. Distressed, scared, and clearly knows who this mysterious person is. And no heroes in sight...

The two made eye contact. Both were crimson eyed fiends, but that was the only thing they would ever have in common. Stain commented, "I don't normally get into things that aren't my business... but I think this might be an exception!" The ninja fearlessly blinked, slowly lurching forward. He swapped his crimson blade backward. The rooftop seemed to fill with dozens of bloody shadows. Their pure white eyes leered down, arrows at the ready. Without his sword, this was going to be tricky. The ninja jeered back at him, "The Beast demands her blood! Any who dare ta-" A folding dagger impaled itself between his eyes. It only went an inch deep, drawing a few droplets of blood from the ninja. Three other ninjas dropped from the rooftops, folding daggers embedded in their throats. Arrows filled the sky, pincushioning the bodies.

The leader of the ninjas found an opening, rushing in to slice Stain's throat. The Hero Killer threw himself to a concrete wall, flinging one of the bodies towards the rooftop ninjas. He leaped in after the corpse, riding it like a surfboard against the flurry of arrows. Stain kicked one of the crimson ninjas through the temple. He threw a fanfold of daggers into the crowd of foes, expecting them to hit five targets at around the head level. He had to focus on his immediate five feet. He screamed out to the ninjas, "Those that wield power, yet hold no conviction, deserve nothing more than to be culled!"

The ninjas suddenly backed away. His bloodlust leaked out like a flame. His malefic aura was throwing these mooks into a panic, but their leader was still there. The leader finally got up to the rooftop. His body flickered for a moment, before he declared himself, "I am the third child of the Beast, the descendant of the great Shogun! I am- Pissing me off." Even the Son of the Beast backed up. The aura was ravaging his mind, fear running through him... and his blade glowed red all the same. Malice surrounded the scene, "W-what...? Why is e-everything... Hrmph..!" He tried to steady himself, his blade held in two hands in front of him. It glowed red like a Blood Moon.

​

He came straight at Stain. He commented on the way, "I'll fix you... for the good of this society..." He rushed at the Son of the Beast. Stain threw his dagger forward towards the Beast's legs. The Beast leaped over the wave of daggers, to find a dagger in his leg! Stain hunched over, taking the blade that had the few droplets of crimson ichor he needed. The Beast hit the floor, drawing his word towards Stain's throat. The Hero Killer licked the blood off his blade, paralyzing the Son of the Beast. The ninja dropped to the floor, squirming in weakness. His horde of minions backed up in horror as Stain lifted up to the sword. It started to shine and spark like his aura. All of the ninjas quickly squirmed away, leaping across the rooftops as a test stab impaled the Beast's heart.

 

[Ferociousfeind]

• Pierre's Summer Home

• 
  Marie & Agent 3
  "Hell yeah!" Marie exclaimed at the reveal of the alcoholic beverages, "A little premature celebratory drink never hurt anyone!" She snatched a glass and poured a shot and a half of whiskey for herself. Being a little inkling, it would no doubt have much more of an effect. She downed it quickly, and wiped her lips with a satisfied... sigh. You know the thing, after a refreshing beverage? Anyways, she follows up with an excited, "How long do we have until the prom, anyways?"
  
  "Let's not get drunk," the agent sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose at the idea of Marie totally wasted at a high-school prom. It wasn't exactly the prettiest imagery, especially considering Hitler will be there, and blood will no doubt be shed. "Hitler, remember?" was her only rebuttal.
  ( Phantom Thief of Hearts )
  

 

[SpaceRavens03]

• Third Eternia

• 
  
  
  Behind the helmet,the boy raised his eyebrows in response. Eighty Thousand casts a day? This is a number Goblin Slayer never thought he'd hear when it comes to spell casting. If anything,it nearly feels no different than being able to cast an infinite amount of spells in a day if the fight isn't too difficult.
  
  If that is indeed true....then it probably means Red Wizard has smaller chances of using up his life force entirely since he won't be doing what she did there as early.
  
  Shifting his gaze to the front,the grungy warrior saw the bartender talking to several men sitting in front if the counter. There he went forward and,as always....
  
  “Ah! What is it you would like to have,Sir?”
  
  Ignoring the question,Goblin Slayer simply took out the parchment with the description of the goblin slaying quest he taking part in and showed it to the bartender. The man's smile eventually diminished as if he just had been reminded that his time of living is short,and sighed.
  
  “I see...you're the adventurer coming for the details regarding the quest,I take it?”
  
  “Yes,” Goblin Slayer nodded,who then glanced at Red Wizard. “I'm not the only one taking part in the extermination,make the details brief but clear.”
  
  Crenando Birdsie

 

[Phantom Thief of Hearts]

• DANGER 5: JOHNNY HITLER'S LAW

• 
  
  
  PIERRE'S SUMMER HOME IN THE TRI-CYBER STATES
  Ferociousfeind​
  
  Agent 3's warning went unheeded by the team as the older teammate drank the alcohol until the night came and the dance was upon them...
  
  A Drunken Pierre gave Marie a high-five, "Now, we're ready!"
  
  <"Who's driving?"> Ilsa drunkenly asked the group.
  
  Pierre enthusiastically jumped on the call and proclaimed joyously, "I am driving!"
  
  
  This RP does not support Drunk Driving. Please Drink Responsibly​

 

[Vsland]

Otto swung through the city of New Tokyo as he looked for crime to stop. Unlike Parker, he needn't live an alter ego life, though he chose to. However, with the sudden move of New York City while he was in it, he could not find his way back to his home. Therefore, his alter ego, Dr. Elliot Tolliver, was now something of the past. He was now only Superior Octopus, a superior hero to all beneath him.

Below him, he heard what sounded like a the sound of swords clashing. He stopped on a nearby lamp post and observed what was going on. "Typical..." He mumbled to himself. "Such troglodytic behavior..." As the masked murderer finished killing off the ninjas, he picked up a red blade. Ock raised a brow, curiosity filling him himself before shooting a green web with a 'squip'. "I don't believe that belongs to you." He began, landing below the the man before jumping backwards into a shadow.

"Now it may not have belonged to the Hand either but, despite my methods, killing others for personal gain is rather barbarous, no?" He leaned forward, his orange lenses glowing slightly in the dark. "I suppose I could give you some of my time. I need to teach people like you, those with pitiful skill and a weapon that no matter how hard you try, I shall always be superior. Or, you could just hand over that sword...the choice is yours."
hudhouse​

 

[hudhouse]

New Tokyo
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Squip? Stain looked up as the green web slapped the sword away from him, pinning it somewhere off in the distance. This mysterious person got his attention though, "You may be right, but it was a means to an end..." He looked back to the old woman, running out of the alleyway. Stain commented to this new silver intruder, "But more importantly, where were you a few minutes ago, hero?" He took a few striding steps, casually taking out his folding knives and daggers from the bodies. He had a feeling he was about to get into a fight with this guy.

"This, 'Hand' you are talking about was trying to murder someone. If it weren't for me, another candle would have been snuff out by your lazy ignorance." Shink! Shlurp! Riiip! Tear! Rend! He lifts up his five daggers, licking the blood off their tips with his long tongue. "You poison the well of this society by showing up late, show boasting and declaring yourself superior... so tell me then, Mister Superior... why does this sword matter more than a civilians life...?"

Vsland

 

[Vsland]

Otto snickered and stepped out of the shadow, clearly not threatened by the amount of knives on display. "Well, it's a simple calculation really..." He said as if it was obvious. "This sword can kill more than just one woman. That sword can kill tens of women, hundreds, thousands. More than you could comprehend, really. So if I have not made it clear yet, then please, throw your knives at me and I'll show you just how Superior I am..."

"As for my where abouts, I was busy stopping another crime. A large scale robbery on a bank, so I believe I am excused for arriving late to the crime scene. Be grateful I even turned up to such a small scale crime. People could need me across the city yet I'm stuck here with you!" Just as he said that, a beeping sound came from his arm. Otto raised his arm up to his eyes and let out a scoff. "See? Another heist in progress. So, hand over the blade and we can be done with this nonsense."
hudhouse ​

 

[hudhouse]

New Tokyo
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"Forget about yourself for a single second, and try saving others for once in your life." He fluidly chopped the sword free from its restrains, where it seemed to lift itself into his hand. Stain aimed the blade straight towards this 'Superior, as he declared, "You are what's wrong with this society! Thinking yourself so high and mighty that only heists, the robbing of money, is worthy of your time?! You don't give up anything, you don't help anyone, except yourself and your reputation! If this world calls a fattened sheep like you a 'hero', then you deserve the fate of all false heroes.." He leaped onto the wall behind Otto, zooming in with the blade for a wide slash at his throat! His right leg came in, his spiked boot aiming to impale his spine if he tried to duck under the blade.

"Execution"
Vsland ​

 

[Vsland]

Ock smirked under his mask, jumping up above Stain with ease. As he jumped up, he shot two webs to the ground, the green strands connecting and stretching out as he continued to rise. Then, right when Stain was about to be underneath him, he yanked himself down, slamming his feet into the masked murderer's back. As he done so, he jumped off his back, landing in front of him, crouching as he hit the ground. "I did warn you." He said, turning to face the killer, his metal legs coming out of his suit. "It's kind of funny how I think the best option for you is death despite my 'anti-death' speech. Oh well...we can't all be All Might."
hudhouse​

 

[hudhouse]

New Tokyo
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Stain's brain ran a mile a minute, calculating the data that was presented to him. When Oct leaped out of his view and shot the webs down. His Quirk must be making webs, and if those webs are acting like a pulley, he's going to come straight down on Stain's head. Stain twisted his blade under his arm, aimed straight up so that Oct would impale himself if he went through with his stomp. He flicks two folding daggers against the weblines, trying to sever the link.
Vsland

 

[Killerclown]

Locamotive 5 was chugging along the tracks on the way to New Gotham. Most of the train cars were filled with crowds of people from all over Mite-World, except for Number 9. The entrance for Number 9 was guarded by two men in tuxedos who refused to let anyone in who wasn't a member of the " Mayberry Corporation", a company that seemingly rented out the train for a board meeting. Inside the car was a group of 12 men sitting on the various seats of the car, all of them clutching what appeared to be paperwork. Suddenly, the door to the car opened, revealing a tall, bald man wearing a tuxedo and clutching a white Persian cat. This man was Ernst Starvo Blofeld, "co-leader" of the SPECTRE organization. Blofeld was immediately greeted by a deep, almost raspy voice saying,

" Ah, Mr. Blofeld, I am glad that you can join us."

Blofeld eyes were drawn to the center of the car where there were two chairs. The first chair was occupied by a man with a metallic arm who was staring intently at him. Blofeld just nodded at the man and took the seat next to him. This man, of course, was Dr. Claw, the other "co-leader" of SPECTRE, or Banshee as he wanted to call it. Claw was the first person he meet in Mite-World and he managed to talk Claw into forming an alliance of sort to help them survive in this world. At first, everything seemed to be going well, but then a job in Metropolis went horridly wrong due to Claws choice in agents. This was unacceptable in Blofeld's eyes and the two have had many arguments over the subject. It was quite obvious to anyone with a brain that this alliance was falling apart and it was only a matter of time before one stabbed another in the back.

The meeting began with no hitch as the 12 men began to read out financial reports from activities across " Mite-World". The first eleven reports announced gains they got from activities like derailing a armored car in Gotham all the way to robbing a jewelry store in Happy Harbor. These were quite small-time compared to previous activities SPECTRE did back in their home world, but it was a good start for the revived organization. The final man however, a tall, fat man wearing a purple polyester suit and sunglasses, seem completely reluctant to read his paperwork out to the gathered men. All the men in the car, including both Claw and Blofeld, stared at the man intently. Suddenly, a growl came from Claw and he said with contempt,

"What are you waiting for, Christmas!? Read your report!."

The fat man nodded rapidly at Claw, sweat pouring down his head. He then hesitantly opened a manila envelope that contained his report. He then hesitantly started to read it.

" In the matter of the Morris Job in Metropolis, it was a failure. The goal was to recover weapons schematics from the Morris Armaments company. As you all know however, human error mixed with a untimely arrival by Supergirl caused the robbery to backfire. This has set us back about $50,000 and caused six agents to get apprehended. We believe both Metropolis police and Interpol are interrogating them as we speak."

The car was deathly silent as the man finished off his financial report. Blofeld suddenly stood up and sighed and stared at the fat man intently. He then handed his cat to a tall, muscular Greek man with a shaved head and started to pace around the room. He then cleared his throat to get everyone attention. Once everyone was focused on him, he began to pace around the car while saying,

" It has been a year since our arrival on this world. Sense that time, thanks to contributions from out friend Dr. Claw, our numbers have reached up to 500 agents and is growing each day. However, this incident in Metropolis has made me realize that quality is better than quantity. It is why I have decided to start "downsizing" as of now."

He then stared at the fat man as he pulled out a suppressed pistol from his jacket pocket. Suddenly, he turned around and shot Claw three times in the head, shocking everyone in the room. Blofeld just scoffed at the body of his former partner and snapped his fingers while pointing at the body, obviously ordering them to dispose of the body. He then turned to the rest of the board members and said to them,

"Once we arrive in Gotham, meet me in the Mayberry Hotel, our newest legal front and our temporary headquarters. This meeting is now adjourned."

The men all nodded at Blofeld and left the car one at a time, eventually leaving Blofeld alone in the car. Blofeld then sat down on the chair in the center of the car, stroking his cat as he thought about the future of SPECTRE now that he was in back in full control.

Meanwhile in Gotham
The courier ran through the alleyways of Gotham, panting heavily as he did. He was clutching a metallic briefcase close to his chest as he ran. He could still hear the two pair of footsteps chasing after him in the in the distance. The man then proceeded to turn a right into another alley, only to bump into something tall and sturdy. The man looked up and let out a scream of horror at what he saw. He saw a incredibly tall, muscular looking man with brown hair wearing a tuxedo. But the most shocking part were his metallic teeth, which became more evident as the man grinned at him, showing them off more. The man then grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off his feet. The source of the two other footsteps eventually arrived, revealing two other men wearing tuxedos. One of them grins at Jaws and says,

" Good going Jaws! You caught the bastard! Now make him suffer then finish him up.!"

Jaws grinned as he proceeded to slam the man into the wall a few times. As the man cried out from pain due to this, Jaws suddenly tilted his neck towards the wall, exposing his jugular vein. Jaws then proceeded to slowly lower his head towards the man's neck, intending on biting him in the jugular vein.

 

[Gundam Watcher 27]

Phantom Thief of Hearts , Thepotatogod

Gamsgard

~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A Sceaming sound would soon be followed up by a person crashing through the roof and unto the table face down. This normally wouldn't be an issue, with this seemingly being normal here in Battle World, but this drop in guest fell onto Neptune's snack, accidentally destroying it.

Spoiler

The person who fell sat up and rubbed her forehead. "Ugh. What happened? Last I recall I was getting beat up by Kyouko for calling her fat." She then looked around. "This........ Isn't my apartment."

 

[Vsland]

Ock's Spider-Sense went off just before the killer turned around. Suddenly, he was pushed up by his metal legs, one aiming at Stain's throat as the others pulled him out of harms way. "You're fast," He noted. "But your speed is inferior to my own." As he lowered himself to his feet, he fired his metal arm off towards Stain's hand, aiming to pin his sword hand to the ground. "Now if you excuse me, I have places to be and I'll be taking that sword."
hudhouse​

 

[hudhouse]

New Tokyo
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The leg held Stain down to the floor. He had no purchase in the sky, but here? Those legs required distance, or a windup so they could reach him in close. A ground fight where he can quickly reposition would allow him to make as many adjustments as he needs. Stain further detailed that this spider could use an adhesive web. Now he just had to figure out where he shot them from. As such, he needs space to observe and force him to make more ranged attacks.

Stain let the metal arm yank his sword hand up. He was fast, maneuverable, and could easily do overpowering tactics. He was in over his head here. How was this megalomaniac able to respond so fast? He would need to do a test here. / Stain's free hand grabbed at the spider-leg holding his neck down, trying to get some purchase as he flung his legs outwards, trying to clap his feet together against Otto's thighs with his spiked boots! He didn't make a sound, focusing on the fight.

Vsland ​

 

[Verite]

• Miguel O'Hara
• Rin Tohsaka

• Miguel O'Hara - Mewnisse
  
  
  "I don't suppose you're exactly the type who knows what an android is, huh?" Miguel said with a slightly snide tone toward Cynthia when she displayed confusion at the prospect of Doom still being a supposed threat before exploding right before their eyes. Of course, he knew he shouldn't be like that probably. Again, it wasn't like this was his first run-in with multiversal shenanigans, and if she was as high fantastical as she looked, the idea of something like robotic doubles was probably something completely beyond her comprehension.
  
  "In any case, needless to say, whatever he's up to, it can't be anything good. Still, a power-hungry tyrant he may be, but he's not reckless; he's not the type who'd just grab just any piece of power he can get his hands on. So why specifically the wand?" Miguel pondered, holding his chin in thought.
  
  "Even when he... uh, tricked me into trying to steal it, he was a bit hush-hush about it. When I'd asked him why he wanted something like that in particular, he only said it was so that he could unite his and this world under one flagship. Though... he did tell me he'd be able to use it to bring me back home when it came into his possession," he went on, before turning toward Star, as though an idea had popped into his head, "That little wand there wouldn't happen to be able to be capable of interdimensional hijinks, would it?"
  
  Phantom Thief of Hearts Thepotatogod Spider-Venom213 Count Gensokyo
• Rin Tohsaka - New Gotham
  
  
  "... Eh?"
  
  That was all Rin could initially utter as a rather strange looking individual, looking like an ancient warrior from Feudal times, suddenly popped up right in front of them out of the blue. Considering all the strange things that had been going on, Rin was ready to believe it was just another person from some faraway world, another victim of the Second Magic in practice (or at least, the same basic principle of interdimensional travel). However, her brow furrowed visibly as the individual then immediately proceeded to ask a simple question.
  
  Who was their Master?
  
  A Heroic Spirit... in a place like this? How did that even happen? Rin thought to herself, greatly perplexed, but it seemed that she wasn't afforded so much time to think about this situation, so she had to just roll with it, at least for now. After all, a masterless Servant never lasted for long.
  
  When Shirou spoke, she shot him a mildly irritated look, a look that Shirou might have been used to, a look that he'd be able to identify as something like "I hope you know what you just said was a bit on the not-very-smart side" but without having to say anything. That being said, she did decide to respond verbally. "I didn't do anything. I guess anything really does go while we're out here..." She sighed, before deciding to take charge of the exchange with the mysterious Servant before them.
  
  "Masterless Servant, neither of us summoned you here. In fact... There's no Grail War going on right now. How did you get here?"
  
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