Millennium City (Multi-Fandom RP)


Name: Cyrus Smith.
Inventory: Nitro-glycerine satchels and a shotgun.
Interacting: Caffeine Freak Caffeine Freak Centurion_ Centurion_ marc122 marc122 darkred darkred
Mentioning: thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore (Klaus)
Status: Tired
Currency: 100$

Cyrus sighed as everyone basically ignored his call to strategy, simply deciding that they knew what they were doing, a deranged idea in his opinion. And unsurprisingly his theory came true, nobody other than the raccoon managed to get any information, he shrugged defeated and simply made his way back to the main room. Once there he listened to Klaus's instructions only nodding as he took the information. After the information was given he begun rubbing his temple thinking before turning towards his group and addressing them;

"I think I am not going to join you on this mission, my age means I get tired easier. I will be spending my time in the library, if you need me after you come back I will be there." He says as he bows to excuse himself before making his way to the library.
 
Deactivating the intangibility, Ciaran smiles as her hair is tousled. "I don't mind seeing bad things." Slowly, however, her smile fades. "What I do mind is being left out. I said we'll face this together. That statement still stands. I know you're trying to protect me, but we have to take care of each other." Her smile returned, and she held out her hand as if for him to place his on hers. Once contact was made, she'd trigger Transference, her body all but quickly evaporating, melding into Umbra's being, mind taking up cozy residence alongside his. "Now then, outskirts or industrial?" she asked him mentally, making true on her statement that they'd work as a team rather than two individuals.

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    Nodding at Cyrus’ statement, the green-haired general also announces that she would be heading to the library. Educating herself on the technology and culture of this new world would prove useful, and it may hold the key to returning back to Lugnica.

    With nobody caring or even raising a thought about trust amongst the group, when she had earlier adressed the issue regarding Jerome and Emile, she thought it would be better if she stuck to those who she already knew such as Kobayashi, Cyrus, Dunbar and Pink Guy.

    (also crusch gets her lion sword back from that blackjack guy)

    June Verles June Verles thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore marc122 marc122 darkred darkred Caffeine Freak Caffeine Freak + The rest of the group.


 
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Pink Guy strolled out of the interrogation room (after snatching up Overpriced Mac Computer before it could provoke Rocket any more, naturally) and decided that - with nothing better to do while waiting for a means of transport to locate this hard boiled confectionery consisting of sugar and butter, often with other ingredients or flavorings added - he'd head off to the library to perhaps learn more about the realm he'd found himself in.

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After snatching up the nearest book and taking a seat on top of a table, Pink Guy scanned his eyes over a couple of words before muttering, "rosetttaaa stooooone"
("Fuck, I wish I could read.")


">you seriously think that soda can looking dipshit was telling the truth when he said he was employed by toffee? ...toffee? your inferior intelligence never ceases to amaze me."


Pink Guy ignored the AI and continued to pretend he was reading, though what he couldn't ignore was the creeping feeling that they were about to go on a wild goose chase, or worse, walk right into a trap.




Balance: $650

Status: Recovered

1x Kriss Vector .45 SMG

1x Sentient Macbook Pro
 
KOBAYASHI-SAN
Inventory
  • Smartphone
  • Revy’s Cloned Beretta 92FS
Money: $100
Abilities

  • The capability to program in Python. Duh.
  • Turning into a fire-breathing dragon. Rawr!
Status
Perfectly fine!
What? The dragon form didn’t even make them flinch?! Well, it appears that they've gone through more Hell than I had expected...either that, or they are just that persistent...either way, not good. And the armored guy didn't get Locus to talk, either... So. It appears that we have all failed...I wonder why. Oh, the raccoon's taking a crack at interrogation himself, huh? Looks like we did fail after all...

W--Wait, WHAT?! Did he just shoot Mr. Wright himself to demonstrate what would happen to Felix and Locus if they didn't talk?! Uh...I mean, it's only for 30 seconds, but still, why did he have to shoot him...

But at least they’re telling us just now that their employer is Toffee...so apparently, you show ‘em what’ll happen if they don’t talk. ...I can’t remember the last time I saw that in action, most likely because I got caught up with other activities, but whaver, that’s not the problem. Anyway, I now know what to do the next time I interrogate a bad guy; show ‘em what’ll happen if they won’t talk, even if it means having to rely on a healer to do that effectively. I then turn myself back to normal, checking my surroundings as—wait, why was Cyrus just standing there? I mean, he was trying to communicate something, uh...something about a plan, or—

Wait a second, PLAN?! To think he was standing there trying to talk about a plan...and then we all ignored him and went straight ahead without a unified plan... Not to mention that we might’ve gotten a little mad with our newly-gained, or newly-regained for that matter, powers... Dammit, no wonder it wasn’t until that raccoon who had to step in that they didn’t talk! And ignoring calls for creating plans could potentially mean that if we keep doing that, we won’t make it out as a team because our operations would’ve turned out to be clusterfuck-after-clusterfuck with us going right in without plans!

DAMMIT, WE MESSED UP!

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.....

Okay. It appears that this “Toffee” person owns two properties; one in the outskirts, another in the industrial district. Well, which one shall I go to? ...Cyrus and Crusch have already decided on the library, most likely because they—huh? Wha? Since when there was a library?!

”Cyrus, Crusch, I don’t mean to be rude, but is there really a library around?”

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June Verles June Verles Centurion_ Centurion_ Caffeine Freak Caffeine Freak darkred darkred thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore Who Who else?
 
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    [Corporal Damon S. Baird]
    {Money: 150$}
    {Status: Healthy, undamaged}
    {Equipment: Chainsaw Lancer, Gnasher Shotgun, Boltok}
    {Armor/Clothing: Personal COG osmium-polyethylene armor}
    {Abilities: N/A}
    {Interactions/Mentions: thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore darkred darkred }

    As he tried to fiddle around with Rodimus' inner workings, the General Connor he met asked him and the man next to him a question. "No luck here, though that doesn't surprise me. Never worked on a, what did you call it, 'transformer'? Not the robot kind, anyways." As he and Rhys looked for something to turn the bot on, suddenly, it sprang to life on it's own. He won't be able to take apart the robot, but Baird was glad he was still alive anyways. It morphed into a car, then a... human walked out? Was this dude in the robot the whole time? The old man shook his head, and entered the now-repaired warehouse with Rodimus.

    The man in the gasmask introduced himself as Blackjack, the merchant they'll be trading with. He led them into a secret elevator, because all good HQ's need a secret elevator. It took them to the basement of the warehouse, where tons of robots worked on an assembly line. Taking apart and manufacturing different things, it was quite cool, though not a new sight for the old Gear. What was even better, was the shop Blackjack actually had. In a small room to the side of the "factory" was a 3D printer that could apparently print whatever we wanted, for a price. Like a much better Fabricator. Rodimus was kind enough to give them all coins for their first purchase. When an opening was there, Baird approached the printer himself, already knowing what to get.

    After inserting the token and printing his weapons, he was once again the exasperated owner of a Chainsaw Lancer, Gnasher Shotgun, and a Boltok. Baird placed his weapons on the magnetic holsters of his armor, and smiled in delight. Damon then followed Klaus out of the "shop". Their destination was a large, grey, plain room, the only other thing behind the two mercenaries tied to the wall by a chain. Klaus left the group to interrogate their assailants, which Baird thought was a very bad idea. They could barely beat the guys in combat without hurting themselves, how are they going to get anything out of them. Not like they'll do the right thing and just give the information. This is obvious by their lack of divulging once they were threatened and hit. He stands back, witnessing the others do their thing, as he doesn't really have experience in that area. Not only that, but a girl just morphed into a dragon, so he thought it best to give her some space. And a man began yelling at Felix, so Damon figured they had things covered.

    Turns out the talking racoon had the better idea, as the others didn't seem to work. He shot a suited man with a gun that made him spasm on the ground for a little while, then threatening to do the same to Felix. Guess that's all it takes. He revealed the name of their employer, Toffee, but that was it. The old man was glad, getting it over with quick means they get to rest sooner. That is, until they took the elevator back to the main room. Klaus informed the group of their research, that being two properties purchased under the name Toffee. Their first proper mission: splitting up and investigating each property, finding out what they can. Baird sighed, wanting only to sit down again. Not much choice, however.

    "Let's get this over with, then," he groaned.
 
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"Affirmative. I was conscripted towards the height of the Insurrection."


Jerome confirmed to Emile as the Interrogation wrapped up. He followed the crowd out, and was presented with two options. The outskirts or right into the Industrial district. Unarmed, he was still a force to be reckoned with and decided on the Industrial district. He needed to go out into the heart of this problem and ensure those with him thought clearly. Everyone had a tendancy to react in a very rapid and impulsive way.

"I'm going to the Industrial District. If you want, you can come with, but I'm not stopping for anything until the objective is complete."

As stoic and determined as the legends made them out to be. Though, Jerome did seem a little guarded, like a trap ready to be sprung.

QizPizza QizPizza thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore
 
General Connor

Armor: Future Resistance Battle Armor over fatigues
Weapons:
Plasma Rifle
Remington 870 trench gun with a heat shield.
M203PI Standalone Grenade Launcher

Money: $200

thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore

The man with the fatigues on and the armor over slipped his guns near his armor and held tight to them, keeping the ammo nearby in his pocket. The older Connor nodded and turned toward the Outskirt group.

"I'm staying near the Outskirts group. "


@Outskirts group
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@ghostfrexk
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Lt. John Dunbar
Weapons:
Smithfield 1861 Guns
LeMat Revolver
Money: $200

Abilities: Supernatural Combat (Super Strength and Super Accuracy )​

The man seemed to keep his coat on for the time being as he eyed the others, who seemed to notice Cyrus walking off toward an another area.

"Captain, if we find something interesting, I'll be sure to report back to you."

"I'll be heading to the Outskirts as well."
J June Cyrus and thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore

@Outskirts Group​







 
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Marie - healthy

Marie was a little disappointed that she had somehow missed her queue, as she heard Felix practically spill his guts on the other side of the wall at Rocket's threat. No no, that's fine. She'd just have to find some other way to be useful. Didn't she want to expound on that ink-spitting technique Locus accidentally taught her? That could be incredibly useful if she ever found herself unarmed or restrained. People don't usually gag you if you've only just been captured, right? But it seemed like the group was already moving into the next topic- her training would have to wait.

Klaus had already managed to pinpoint "Toffee"'s location, or something of the sort, thanks to none other than Felix himself. She would have really enjoyed playing mind games with him. Based on most of the people around her, most people aren't accustomed to the childish, somewhat innocent proportiona and features of the average inkling. Add onto that the nice little tentacle bow and the cute hat- she assumed people thought it was cute- and Marie probably doesn't seem like the kind of person to be capable of harboring ill intents whatsoever. Probably. Then again, much of human behavior is a complete mystery to inkling kind, seeing as no live specimens existed.

Back in the real world, Klaus explained their next logical steps. Toffee apparently owned two stretches of land that he could find, one in an industrial sector, and one off in the outskirts of the city. Marie was unable to make a decision, given the sheer lack of information available. But, after much lamenting, she decided, "I'll be going to the outskirts of the city, Klaus. I'm not sure how much use I'd get out of this weapon," she gestured to the Splatterscope, "in the cramped conditions of a city. Not enough line of sight to use it effectively."

( thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore for the outskirts)
 

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    RhysOn the road | Towards the Industrial District

    Well, it was now the choice for the cyborg office worker from space to make they key choice that may either have him separated from his best bro once again or keep them united as one, but what will one of them lead to? The Industrial District where the obvious "industrieszweig"s or the Outskirts district which is absoluterly mysterious and who knows what it may contain. Therefore looking back at Vaughn and Connor as we all got back to the main room "Well.... time to face the mysterious sides" Said the business man to himself before speaking out "We'll get going towards the Industrial District if that suits the three or more of us, got it? Keep in mind that we may face some trouble like almost getting shot to death, digging our own graves or something, which I highly doubt it'll happen. Isn't that right, bro?"Asked the business man as he looked down on his long-ever bro. Oh the memories about back in the day when someone by the alias of Assquez was a little brat trying to kill these 2 bros for nothing more than revenge on getting his car stolen and 10 million dollars. A choice has been made. "Time to see what something's holding for us"
 

  • Vaughn excitedly watched the 3D printer as it did its job. A few flashes after, a completed Sir Hammerlock's Rex appeared in the miniature booth. As Vaughn attempted to seize the weapon, a voice rang in his head.
    "Stranger!" A mad laugh echoed in the Hyperion's head.
    "What d'you need that for? Goin' huntin' a Rakk Hive?"
    Although the accountant didn't understand it, he let out a chuckle. He then proceeded to gently wrap his fingers around the grip, lifting the weapon in the air.

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    Vaughn searched the area for anything that could potentially work as a holster. Eventually, he attached a leather-like material to his hip, sliding the weapon into it.
    "Rhys, check this out! It's done!"
    The accountant showed his new weapon to his bro, feeling somewhat proud.

    Though Vaughn was more busy with the high-tech machine, he overheard a few bits of the interrogation, which was happening nearby. He looked around the room for the rest of his group-... well, whoever has left from it anyways, and addressed them.
    "So, err... I think we should go to the Industrial District since that's the only one left."
    As he was watching the group, his eyes focused on one particular being, a.. racoon? He scratched his head in slight confusion, before turning back to the squad.

    Vaughn looks over at his best friend, listening to his speech, which ended with a simple nod.
    "Sure."
    He extended his hand, forming a fist.
    "Let's go, bro."
    Just with the shirt kek
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    RhysLibra Headquarters | Main Room
    Intrigued


    So.. What's next? Being transported into some sort of vehicle and taken to some death town? Who knows but the only thing that the best bros did was the classic move of bro-fisting "Listen here, Bro. if we die here, we die together. Have we done regrettable things in the past? Maybe, but it's what will leave us as some goddamn Hyperion workers who managed to get away with somethings. So this may be the words for you to remember." Said the business man as he then sighed "You're the broest of bros, Vaughn. let that stick with you"

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    As that was said, a last hug was given just in case certain death were to hit them and the group
 
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Once Pink Guy's dementia finished acting up, and he discovered that he was not - infact - in a library, the pink man decided that of all places to have an evil lair, the Industrial district made far more sense.

"yyyyeeeeeeeeeYYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Overpriced Mac Computer emitted a noise that might have been a sigh, before announcing, ">the dumbass wants to go to the industrial district. honestly i think we should all just give up now and commit mass suicide."

Pink Guy flipped off the computer. "ey b0ss fuk u man."
("Suicide is not a joke, nor is it ever an option. I can't believe you'd even entertain the idea, you sick, lonely person. Depression is an illness that millions suffer through, and for you to make light of that just proves to me how much of a monster you really are. How about next time, you keep such hurtful comments to yourself, and pay mind to the feelings of those around you. Honestly I don't-")


">holy shit. kill yourself you physical autist. let's just get going before this Toffee realizes his hitmen goofed up and just fucking leaves."






Balance: $650

Status: Healthy

1x Kriss Vector .45 SMG

1x Sentient Macbook Pro
 
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[The Doom Marine]
[Status: Perpetually Angry, Aroused]
[Equipment: Praetor Suit]
[Location: Libra Base]
Look at all the guns!

I snatched the coins from Rodimus's hands. My mind buzzed with different weapon ideas. Then Blackjack mentioned an object he called Power Orbs which could give me my old powers back or grant me new ones. I stood still as the others went about getting their own weapons and Power Orbs. The 3-d printer constructed various weapons. I ranked each one based on size, barrel length, badass factor, etc. while I thought of what I should get.

Then the memory of Vega slammed into my stomach. Vega, the A.I. that helped me during the demonic invasion on Mars. Hayden wanted to sacrifice him in order to stop the demons. However, I downloaded him into a chip. Unfortunately, it wasn't compatible with my suit. I could easily create a compatible one with the 3-d printer. But there was also another that needed to be brought back.

Daisy, my pet bunny. She was killed during one of the demon invasions. Only demons could be so evil as to kill a poor, defenseless pet bunny. I rampaged through Hell for that grievous sin. I had searched for ways to bring Daisy back, even begging the Seraphim to bring her back. It made several points. First, how the hell could I protect her in Hell? And secondly, while it could bring her back, it would have to change her entirely so she could survive Hell. I opted to have Daisy stay dead. Changing her would be... too much. But here, without the constant fighting, I could have her back.

I sighed. Sorry Vega, but you have to wait.

I had already decided on my other two items. The UAC pistol, with its infinite ammo, had served me faithfully. The other was power orb to restore my strength to full. I could handle low-tier with those two alone so my allies won't drag me down as much.

I the 3-d printer the coins. I grabbed each one right after it had been fully constructed.

You acquired: UAC Pistol

Also known as the little fucking gun. Does little damage, but hey, it has infinite ammo! Wonder how though.

Modifications:

Infinite Ammo: Can shot as many times as the user wants to. Don't expect it to deal much damage though cause that's asking too much.

Charged Shot: Can charge a shot, dealing anywhere from 43 to 200 damage depending on charge length.

A surge of strength rushed through me after I crushed the Power Orb. I lifted the teleporter after it was constructed. It was feather-light because of my recovered strength. I set it on the floor, pressed some buttons, and it whirred to life. A portal spasmed to life.

My heart stopped when I saw Daisy lying in a green field. To see her nose twitch, her ears flick, and her at peace brought a tear to my eye. I finally saw my bunny again after so long.

Then an Imp grabbed her by the ears. I threw a fist through the portal, but it felt like I was trying to tear my way through layer upon layer of gel. The rage that erupted was indescribable. I pushed through the portal, muscles screaming and blood roaring. The portal convulsed, closing around my partially submerged arm. Oh hell no.

I thrusted my other fist and the portal began flickering. After several eternal seconds, my fists finally tore through barrier. The Imp let go of Daisy as it stumbled back and I pulled my bunny through the portal just as it flickered out of existence. The teleporter sparked as it imploded in a small fire. Thankfully Daisy was already in my arms. Her body quaked with each breath. She thrashed in my arms in an attempt to escape. I held tight though, just enough to prevent her from jumping out. Daisy began to calm down after she sniffed me.

Another tear rolled down my cheeks after Daisy curled up against my chest. She recognized me. She recognized me.

You acquired: Daisy the Bunny

She's back in your arms after so long.

Status Effects:

Calming Aura: Daisy's back now so you don't have to be so angry all the time. Perhaps it's time to start interacting with people again even if it's going to be awkward as hell.

[Status Change: Happy]

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Daisy was probably hungry as well. I lifted my hand up when I realized I had no more money. Well, shit. Next time I suppose

I placed Daisy down on the floor and she hopped after me as I headed towards the interrogation room. The mercs spoke who wanted us dead as soon as I arrived. Aw, I wanted to flip the chairs so the blood would rush to their heads. However, a raccoon creature shot Felix who began having seizures. I smiled at his pain and misery. That's what you get smartass.

Apparently someone named Toffee had given the kill contract. Toffee. Yeah, real fucking intimidated right now. I'll enjoy pressing my boot down on your skull.

Klaus gave us two possible locations where Toffee could be operating from when we entered the main room. One was in the outskirts. It was uncharted for the most part. The other was somewhere in the industrial district. I took a look at the groups. The industrial district was popular so I suppose I should head to the outskirts. Gotta keep the kids from getting themselves killed and who knows, maybe there'll be some carrots out there as well.

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Rodimus leaned in through the door, muffling a phone that he clutched behind his ear.
"Psst, Klaus. New folks are coming in in about..." He paused, glancing down at his forearm (only to realize he didn't have a watch) before looking back up at the group.
"...I'd say about five seconds. Four. Three. Two..."
The doors to the lobby sprang open, and a small gang of peculiar few were ushered in. 10-15 at most, each more weird and vibrant than the last, ranging from... A man wearing a cracker hat and fountain pen earrings, to... A teenager who was bickering with imaginary creatures in Italian, to... A man wearing a literal traffic cone on his head.
"Did... Did they mix up our new folks with asylum escapees or are our actual new folks asylum escapees?" Rodimus halfheartedly remarked, quickly raising his index finger the moment Klaus even opened his mouth.
"Y'know what, don't answer that." He grumbled, shifting to face the newcomers as he beckoned them with a simple "Follow me" and marched back into the elevator, slamming the "B" button and shutting the door once (presumably) everyone had gotten in. Leading them back down the flight of stairs and over to the 3D Printer, he reached into his pocket to reveal... Another convenient stash of absurdly valuable gold coins. How and when he got ahold of them, and why he didn't use them to buy himself a arm-mounted BFG or some reality-warping powers, no one knew.
"Alright, you know the drill. Take a coin, buy yourself some stuff from the printer, et cetera, et cetera. Just get this over with so we can go already."
The delusional, beanie-wearing Italian man went first, snatching a coin from the Cybertronian as he shuffled over to the printer and jammed it into the slot, before... Just pausing.
"Wait a minute, how does this thing even work? There aren't any buttons! What kind of a fucking joke is thi--"
"You tap the screen, Einstein." Rodimus grumbled, rubbing his eyes in visible irritation.
"Oh. Damn, technology's so awesome in the future! Hey, you wouldn't happen to have some hot, holographic babes her--"
"Just choose your gear and haul it. Seriously."
"Right, right. Ooh, that looks sweet. Maybe that? No, err... Y'know what, I'll just buy a gun." And so he did, to Rodimus' relief, walking away with nothing more than a purple-sprayed R8 revolver and a good 900 dollars worth of change left in his pocket.
"When you're done, meet me back in the lobby. We've got some stuff to do in the Industrial District."

 
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  • Vaughn gazed up at Rhys, who was giving a speech to him. A teardrop rolled down on his cheek, though it was hardly visible. He wiped his face, forming a warm smile afterwards.
    "Rhys, it's just the Industrial District. We won't di-.."
    As the accountant was finishing his sentence, Rhys wrapped his arms around the clerk, hugging tight. Though he was out of breath, Vaughn returned it and squeezed him before letting go.
    As the duo was having a little conversation, some extra people wandered into the small room, a few even proceeded to use the 3D Printer. Vaughn turned to his group, whispering to them.
    "I didn't know people are constantly coming to this city."
    The accountant shrugged it off, not giving it another thought, as he had more important things to do.
    "When you're done, meet me back in the lobby."
    That was it. The moment which everyone was waiting for. Well, not really, but... Vaughn walked past the seemingly new man, who was standing near the machine. He stared at him for a while, before heading straight to the lobby, wherever that was.

 
Yuuki Yoshida
Libra Base

Among the group was a seemingly normal looking Japanese kid, wearing an 80's Japanese high school uniform. He seemed out of place among the group of oddly dressed and downright bizarre characters he came in with, one could say he came to the Libra base on accident if they allowed his looks to deceive them. While they were in the lobby, Yuuki couldn't help but notice a teenager arguing with six tiny men floating around him. The fact that no one else seemed to be reacting to it meant one of two things:

A.) No one could see the tiny people, meaning he was most likely a Stand user.
B.) Everyone gathered here was already used to this sort of thing, so they didn't pay it much mind.

Whatever the reason was, Yuuki would have to keep a close eye on him. There was no telling if him, or anyone in this room, was an assassin sent by DIO to attack him.

Following Rodimus and the others into the elevator and down the stairs, Yuuki found himself in some futuristic gun shop. Yuuki took a coin from Rodimus and started rolling it across his fingers. While it seemed like most people were buying firearms, Yuuki didn't feel comfortable getting either as he had never held a gun before, let alone shoot one. With an annoyed sigh, Yuuki did as the Stand user before him did and tapped on a metal baseball bat. A simple, but effective weapon he could use when using [Deep Purple] wasn't an option.

Money: $960

Yuuki returned to the lobby after the machine had finished printing out his bat, straying off from the group as opposed to standing next to anyone. Now that he was out of the way of everyone, Yuuki felt the weight of the bat in his hands and gave it a few good practice swings. Having been on the high school baseball team, Yuuki thought he could get a lot more use out of this then he could get out of a pistol.

When he had finished swinging, Yuuki leaned on his bat and let out a sigh. What the hell was he even doing here? As if fighting DIO and all his minions wasn't enough, now he had to put up with fighting even more bad dudes in an even less familiar location. At least when he was in Egypt he knew enough about the place that he could make do, but this was a whole other city in a futuristic environment. The only reason he had followed Rodimus in the first place was that it would've been better than living on the streets.

"When I get home, I'm just going to live out a peaceful, normal life. No more of this fighting evil crap."

( Haz. Haz. thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore )
 
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Location: Libra Headquarters
Condition: Alive and Well
Emotions / Feelings: Anxious but happy

Endless Amount of Balloons
Thulecite Club- Gives user a small speed boost and when whacking enemies it summons shadow tentacles to whack them
Walking Cane- Gives user a notable speed boost of 25% their normal speed
Blow Dart Gun- Ranged weapon that can shoot molten or normal darts

-Coins; $700
Wes was overjoyed when he'd seen the two felons had been defeated. The mime silently cheered. Seeing after that things settled down. The mime stopped hiding and dusted himself off.
He'd also look for the group of gentlemen he was trying to converse with earlier. By now he was fairly sure he'd been accepted by the group. But still he felt pretty useless. He needed a way to help out other than his balloons.
Hearing the news that weapons were now available Wes went and got the precious coins to buy something to defend himself with.
After waiting in line for the chance to use the 3D printer the mime imput some items he remembered from The Constant.
A Thulecite Club for some melee
A Walking Cane for a boost of speed
And A Dart Gun which came in handy with his balloons or on its own.
The mime spent $300 and had $700 left for other things. After they'd been printed the mime took and hauled them away back towards the group he was in previously.

Rhysie Rhysie fRick fRick doggodaily doggodaily @anyoneimighthavemissedaccidentally
 
Deactivating the intangibility, Ciaran smiles as her hair is tousled. "I don't mind seeing bad things." Slowly, however, her smile fades. "What I do mind is being left out. I said we'll face this together. That statement still stands. I know you're trying to protect me, but we have to take care of each other." Her smile returned, and she held out her hand as if for him to place his on hers. Once contact was made, she'd trigger Transference, her body all but quickly evaporating, melding into Umbra's being, mind taking up cozy residence alongside his. "Now then, outskirts or industrial?" she asked him mentally, making true on her statement that they'd work as a team rather than two individuals.

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'I get the feeling this Industrial District may have terrain that could prove more familiar for you. It would be good to brush up on your parkour skills' the Warframe gently rolls his shoulders as he limbers up slightly, starting to head outside to follow those heading towards the Industrial District of the city. Placing one foot on the wall of the building, he launches himself into a massive leap as he goes airborne, making use of his immense strength and agility as he launches himself and Ciaran onto a rooftop, waiting for the group to lead the way for him to follow towards where he hoped this Toffee person could be found.

He'd rather not waste his time on wild goose chases, he wanted to bring whoever launched an attack on him to justice. He might have enemies still, but Ciaran was a child, targetting her made him furious. Whoever this Toffee person was, he was going to make sure his death sends a message to those who would seek to the young Tenno he now protected. Attack her, and Umbra would leave you and everyone you employed dead in a single afternoon.

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  • Felix didn’t seem moved by Koboyashi’s sudden transformation, the mercenary only staring up at her new form with a hidden expression behind that emotionless helmet of his. “Kid, it’s gonna take more than turning into the dragon from Shrek to intimidate me or my partner here.” Felix said in a tone that could only be described as one of contempt.

    It was then that his partner was grabbed and thrown across the room by Umbra, which inadvertently broke him out of his chains. However, Rocket was quick to point his rifle in the man’s direction, the barrel of said gun mere inches away from the merc’s face. Locus, however, refused to respond even then, only remaining silent as Felix let out a laugh.

    “HAHAHAHAHA!!! Y-you really think that you’ll be able to get him to talk? Jesus, you morons are dumber than I thought!” Felix exclaimed before turning to face Emile, having overheard her conversation with Jerome. “Yeah, that’s because we aren’t Spartans, dumbass. Well, not anymore, at least. See, Locus and I go waaaaaay back. We actually fought alongside each other in the Great War, though it looks like that might’ve been before your time. After the war… we decided to live a simpler life. Which basically means—“

    “Yeah yeah yeah… while I’d just love to hear your entire life story, I’ve got better things to do than listen t’some washed up merc yap about the glory days, and quite frankly it don’t look like the rest’a these a-holes are capable of makin you talk, so…” Before long, Rocket would have shoved his way past everyone else in the room and hopping up onto Felix’s right leg. The rodent then proceeded to cock his rifle and aim it directly in front of his face.

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    “Now listen here and listen good. This here rifle is an A4-1237. A trinket of my own personal creation. One shot on the lowest setting will render your body useless for up to thirty seconds. Oh, and it works through that armor’a yours too. Allow me to demonstrate…”

    Before long, Rocket would spin around and aim his rifle towards Phoenix Wright’s chest. He then proceeded to pull the trigger and fire what looked like a ball of pure electrical energy towards the man, and eventually it hit. Wright would then collapse to the ground in an instant before convulsing along the cement floor like a ragdoll.

    “Now, if you don’t want this to be you within the next twenty seconds, I suggest that you start talkin’.” Rocket said with a snarl, leaving Felix actually speechless for a short moment. The man eventually let out a long groan and sighed.

    “Okay okay fine! I’ve never met the fucking guy in person. But he goes by the name Toffee.” Felix said reluctantly, earning a coy grin from Rocket.


    “Thank ya, you’ve been a real help.” Rocket said before pulling the trigger on his weapon anyways, causing Felix to spasm and convulse against the chains. With his job done, Rocket exited the room, beckoning everyone else to follow.

    ***

    “We heard the whole thing over the cameras.” Klaus said once you all re-entered the main room, not even facing all of you as his eyes seemed focused on the computers in front of him. “We managed to cross-reference the name ‘Toffee’ with recently purchased properties across the city. Two results came up. One in the industrial district and one in the outskirts of the city.” Klaus said before stepping away from the computers. “Because the outskirts are relatively uncharted, I’ll be sending Leonardo to accompany you there via a jet. The rest of you will head to the industrial district alone.”


    [Tag thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore for the Outskirts and June Verles June Verles for the Industrial District]

    CAST LIST
    Rhysie Rhysie as Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney) and Rhys (Borderlands)
    @Zerulu as Vonyish Rostric (Warhammer 40k)
    @YellowTemperence as Eric “Fiamatta”, Lucario (Pokemon) and Hit (Dragonball Super)
    Caffeine Freak Caffeine Freak as Pink Guy(TVFilthyFrank)
    jigglesworth jigglesworth as Emily Caldwin(Dishonored) and Damon S. Baird(Gears of War)
    marc122 marc122 as Kobayashi (Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid)
    doggodaily doggodaily as Connor (Detroit: Become Human) and Biker (Hotline Miami)
    thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore as Conker (Conker’s Bad Fur Day), Revy (Black Lagoon), and Trevor Philips (Grand Theft Auto V)
    Centurion_ Centurion_ as Crusch Karsten (Re:Zero)
    DapperDogman DapperDogman as Ambra (Battleborn)
    QizPizza QizPizza as Delsin Rowe (inFAMOUS: Second Son), Emile-A239 (Halo) and Audun the Dark Scholar (OC)
    June Verles June Verles as Cyrus Smith (The Mysterious Island)
    @FactionGuerrilla as Frank Woods (Call of Duty: Black Ops), Sophitia Alexandra (Soul Calibur VI), and Marcus Holloway (Watch Dogs 2)
    @Nindota as Zack (Pokémon OC)
    @-Nightwisher- as Shilo Saga (OC), Felix Auclair (OC) and Pallet Glaceman (OC)
    ManyFaces ManyFaces as Wes (Don’t Starve)
    darkred darkred as Lt. John Dunbar (Dances with Wolves)
    fRick fRick as Vaughn (Borderlands)



    Ultima listens in and observes events, calming waiting. They we're patient and filled with the cold logic that defined them. Honestly there's little to say about them as they express very little and react to little... but they heard and saw it all. They thoughts about and as they felt their new powers growing within them they felt they have a higher chance of survival. It was a good, reassuring thought that anchored them. As for where they were going to go after some reasoning they announced, "I'll dispatch to the outskirts." They provided little reasoning but continued on to the group that was preparing to go to the Outskirts. Coincidentally Marie was also going so Ultima grouped up with them.
    Ferociousfeind Ferociousfeind thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore
 
Holly - brimming

Holly cautiously entered the building, her recon training telling her to survey the area before blindly following some guy into a structurally-compromised warehouse. Then, she realized what was happening. The elf stopped in her tracks, inches away from crossing through the door frame. She asked, "Am I allowed inside?" After receiving an affirmative answer in some form, she continued without further objection into the building. Thankfully, she didn't feel any different after entering.

After accepting the coin, and waiting her turn, she walked up to the machine, fed it the coin, and pushed a few buttons. She waited silently for a few moments before retrieving the two printed items. One looked like a toy, a futuristic laser gun, complete with a smooth base, an antenna at the end, and three rings accentuating the antenna. The other looked like a backpack, except sized down to fit nicely onto Holly's back. The only differences being that it was made of one sheet of smooth metal, with four separate pieces presumably used to protect delicate retractable equipment, and had joystick-like controls on the straps. Holly spoke not a word before, during, or after the printing, simply pocketing the laser gun, and slinging the backpack onto her back.

After she was finished, she followed Klaus to the lobby, asking promptly, "You said we were going to an industrial district?" Holly wasn't particularly thrilled to be working with humans, but as Root would say with a particularly red complexion, "What other choices do you have, Captain?" She would have to work with them until a better option presented itself. That option could take any number of forms, but Holly knew that she'd be constantly on the look out. As soon as she gets the opportunity, she'd print her helmet, and try to get a connection to Foaly, so they could work on getting Holly back home from... wherever "here" was.

Rex - biometrics at 86.1%

Rex Salazar was expecting a blackout to occur soon, but not like this. How could he forget everything on the train? What would Six think? And Holiday? How was he going to remember what he was supposed to do on this mission!?

Oh, hold on. He hasn't forgotten everything. Apparently, only the last fifteen minutes. Alright, enough retrospecting. The awesome Rex Salazar doesn't waste his time with such frivolities as retrospection. Instead, he is totally awesome and smashes through EVOs and buildings. ...Not usually in that particular order. He walked into what he was told was "Libra HQ", trying to get a read on everyone who was here. Who were the troublemakers like Bobo and himself, and all.

Accepting the coin without a second thought, Rex made a beeline for the machine, but he was beaten there by a short-statured little woman. He could tell she was a woman and not a child because while she was half his height, she still had adult proportions. Anyway, the woman operated the machine kind of in a cryptic manner, wordlessly collecting her equipment- a backpack and a toy gun, by the looks- before rejoining the group. After a moment, Rex realized it was now his turn. But in all honesty, he couldn't think of anything to print! How embarrassing!

After a few moments of fiddling with the controls, he remembered something. He tried to visualize the blueprints the control nanite would give him... no luck. It seems it's gone. He settled on that. In front of him materialized a syringe containing an inert fluid and a control nanite. He promptly grabbed it and injected the nanite into his bloodstream. Within moments, the blueprints were at his proverbial mental fingertips again. He could go back to being awesome again! With a smirk on his face, Rex asked out loud to no one in particular, "Hey, doc, when do I get to start smashing stuff?"

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KOBAYASHI-SAN
Inventory
  • Smartphone
  • Revy’s Cloned Beretta 92FS
Money: $100
Abilities

  • The capability to program in Python. Duh.
  • Turning into a fire-breathing dragon. Rawr!
Status
Perfectly fine!
something about thinking about going into the industrial district with just john d dunbar to accompany her idk

"I shall join those going to the Industrial District Library."

...

I then go to the lobby.

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    Intrigued


    Well, now that the bro moment was kinda over, it was time to proceed "Time's a wasting, let's keep this up and running" said the business man as he followed along with his accountant buddy as he tried to get the group to follow along as well "This can be a crazy noisy bizarre town but who knows what's hiding from us, who knows if there are DEVIANTS... in here" Hopefully Connor was able to listen to what the business man since deviant hunting may result in a high up thing that the Industrial District has but it is currently unknown to them until they arrive.

 
Trafe C. Jam (A.K.A Cone)
Pronounced: Trah-ff Ic Jam
Status: Alive/Healthy/Scraped
Mood: "Heheh, look at these babes..."


Trafe C. Jam (or Cone, or the Conic Stopper) was quite the man. At first glance he looked like some strange ass insane asylum escapee (Just like Rodimus thought) that put a traffic cone on his head, but that's not true. (surprisingly.) The man was actually born with a traffic cone as his head, along with his bug summoning/manipulating powers [he liked cockroaches the most, however]. He became a super hero, wielding the Super Stopper (a stop sign) and fighting his nemesis Green, Yellow, Stop, which was a man with a traffic light as a head. The traffic light would give GYS the ability to stop motion in front of him when the light turned red. Anyways, let's jump to the present. Cone woke up to find himself outside a building with some weird people like a lady that was extremely short, about 3 feet. The Super Stopper was on his back like a sword, and his bug powers wouldn't work when he attempted to summon cockroaches. "The hell?" he murmured to himself as he pushed himself up, right before being brought into the building by some big robot. The traffic-cone headed man followed inside, only to be commented about how he and the others looking like insane asylum escapees. "I am a super-hero, thank you very much!" Trafe called out, only to realize the robot had already lead everyone inside. He ran in just in time for the explanation and collected his coins. Cone grumbled instead of saying hello because of the asylum escapee comment. The Conic Stopper waited for everyone to use the printer and bought a power orb for his bug summoning/manipulation powers, which he had tested from earlier. When he tested them, they worked, which were shown with about 4 cockroaches coming out of his sleeves and pants, crawling up onto his shoulders. "Hell yeah!" Trafe yelled before trying to buy a holographic babe, which peaked his interests when mentioned earlier.

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