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-The Fellowship-


"Volkhov"=Shujinko Kanou
"Squada One"=Ken Akatsuki
"Sriracha"=Taro Saito
"Righteous"=Piko Rockwell
"Acme"=Genpachi Go

"Volkhov"=Dorothea Ivonne
"Lacquer"=Ragna Rockwell
"Tomorrow"=Yuri Yakumo
"Pacifico"=Mitsuri Saionji
"Permanent Marker"=Eun-Jin Soo
>"Calico Critters? Never heard of that show before, but let me see."

>Eun-Jin begins to surf her Netflix for the show until she founds it.

>
"This is what you like to watch? It's a kids show."

 
"That's okay, right?" Giffany asked excitedly. "I love a lot of kids' shows! They're so cute, and happy!" She had previously zapped herself into the TV, but had just zapped herself out, and happily taken a seat next to Eun-Jin.

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-The Fellowship-


"Volkhov"=Shujinko Kanou
"Squada One"=Ken Akatsuki
"Sriracha"=Taro Saito
"Righteous"=Piko Rockwell
"Acme"=Genpachi Go

"Volkhov"=Dorothea Ivonne
"Lacquer"=Ragna Rockwell
"Tomorrow"=Yuri Yakumo
"Pacifico"=Mitsuri Saionji
"Permanent Marker"=Eun-Jin Soo
>"Well, I guess it won't hurt to try. Though, I might feel a bit awkward watching a kids show especially when someone comes in. I better hope that rich bitch Mitsuri doesn't barge in."

>Eun-Jin begins to play the entire series. The awkwardness fully absorbs her as she watched along with Giffany.

 
"Aw, Mitsuri's not a bitch! She just wanted a footrest. She even let me put a pillow on my back so I wouldn't end up cutting her with my pixels! Sometimes, I forget to soften them when I'm touching someone." So demonstrate, she drastically shrunk the pixels making up her outline while simultaneously multiplying them, creating perfectly smooth, round edges. "Especially when I'm upset." She sighed out her little nose, wondering what her old family was doing without her. Oh, well, she could drown it out with a little TV, right?

Wrong.

"Oh gosh, it looks so much like Gravity Falls!"
Thick tears rolled down Giffany's cheeks. "And it's so lovely, and peaceful!" She still smelled a little like pine needles, but it wouldn't be long before the scent was replaced by the smells of Torikago. "Hey, Oswald. Doesn't that look like home?" She held the stuffed animal in front of the TV.

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-The Fellowship-


"Volkhov"=Shujinko Kanou
"Squada One"=Ken Akatsuki
"Sriracha"=Taro Saito
"Righteous"=Piko Rockwell
"Acme"=Genpachi Go

"Volkhov"=Dorothea Ivonne
"Lacquer"=Ragna Rockwell
"Tomorrow"=Yuri Yakumo
"Pacifico"=Mitsuri Saionji
"Permanent Marker"=Eun-Jin Soo
>"Hey, are you alright? I know how it feels to miss home. Come on now, wipe your tears. You're starting to make things a little weird to me."

 
"S-sorry." Giffany wiped her eyes. "It'll take some getting used to, being on my own. I really miss my home, but, you see..." Hmph, Eun-Jin probably didn't want to hear about her running away. "Oh, never mind. Aren't those little animal models cute?" She made Oswald nod.

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Meanwhile, in Blacksea...

"What is this terrible place?!"
Nanome whined, all of now discovering that she was going in circles. This was terrible! It was only a matter of time before she was recaptured, and she was defenseless. Honestly, there were a dozen things to look for, and she needed to sit and organize them all. "First, a way out of here. No! Wait. First, I need to find fuel. Then I need to find a way out of here. Then I need to find my ship. Then, my squadron!...But what if my mommy and daddy are here...?" She asked the sky, then staring hopelessly at the crowds all around her. She was only wishing to follow the story she'd found in the basement, but it was clear that she would not be getting the good ending.

@Blacksea_Bunch
 

-The Fellowship-


"Volkhov"=Shujinko Kanou
"Squada One"=Ken Akatsuki
"Sriracha"=Taro Saito
"Righteous"=Piko Rockwell
"Acme"=Genpachi Go

"Volkhov"=Dorothea Ivonne
"Lacquer"=Ragna Rockwell
"Tomorrow"=Yuri Yakumo
"Pacifico"=Mitsuri Saionji
"Permanent Marker"=Eun-Jin Soo
>"Yeah, they are. Could use a little refinement though."

 
"Hm...well, they could use opposable limbs. But I just love how fuzzy they are! I wanna squeeze them!" Their beady little eyes alone made Giffany's heart flutter. "Too bad mice are considered pests back at Gravity Falls, because they would chew on things."
 

-The Fellowship-


"Volkhov"=Shujinko Kanou
"Squada One"=Ken Akatsuki
"Sriracha"=Taro Saito
"Righteous"=Piko Rockwell
"Acme"=Genpachi Go

"Volkhov"=Dorothea Ivonne
"Lacquer"=Ragna Rockwell
"Tomorrow"=Yuri Yakumo
"Pacifico"=Mitsuri Saionji
"Permanent Marker"=Eun-Jin Soo
>"Mice can be pets too if you get the right kind of breed. In fact, in my world, we have a stable of rats residing in the school's rooftop. As far as I can remember, Taro frequently chats with them when there is no one to talk to. Hell, he'll even steal one or two of them for..."entertainment" purposes."

 
GM Post for Equatorial
"First things first, Chance. Snark aside, I'm genuinely lost on what this place is. I'd say we should go and do a little self-assisted touring. The fact they let us in that easily is... admittedly a bit worrying."
"Aye, I reckon we could go and figure out more about this place-"
"Hey, hold on a bloody minute."

Max raised an eyebrow as he turned to RoOk, quickly tossing a nod.
"You said something about knowing the place...?"
Both detective and Titan turned to face RoOk, clearly intent on hearing if he had anything to say.
"Ah hell, I gotta run. I'll be back, ASAP. Jim, stick with Chance, don't worry about me."
At this point, Festung returned to his jumpship, intent on returning to scare the Aron off.

"Right. I took the time to observe the city a bit closer."
"The place is mostly made of refurbished workshops and fabric plus metal tents. There's quite a bit of sand on the streets-of note were a housing neighborhood, bazaar plaza, maintenance station, and of course, the dome gate. I estimate 40% of Blacksea is covered in solar panels."
"What I noticed in particular is some shady man hanging around here, as well as what appears to be a touch pad bulletin board. Seems they're hiring for jobs... the city, that is."
"Displaying... now."

The Ghost quickly projected a holographic image. On it was a list.

Regular job - Varies from city to city. Can earn you up to 3,000 credits for a regular day of hard work, discounted the day’s expenses with meals.
Imp hunt - Hunt a wild flock of imps bugging around. Will earn you 1,000 credit per imp killed.
Propaganda hunter - A delinquent has been spreading around false propaganda about the Industrialist guilds. Catch them and bring them to justice for a reward of 15,000 credits. Missing person: Garmund - The members of the BadWolves guild have been looking for their missing leader for years now. They’ll offer 100,000 credits to anyone who can bring him back alive, and half of that for anyone who brings back proof that they’re dead.
Missing person: B Storm - CheSs is paying 150,000 credits for anyone who can provide him with B Storm’s precise location. It is speculated that he may be off-world, however.
Ad for the Assassin’s Order: Take this pamphlet with you if you wish to contact our “Services.” Prices may vary, be ready to pay them.

"Assassin's order? They sure as hell aren't secretive about it."
Max folded his arms, and looked at the list.
"We'll need cash to start our little stay here off on the right foot. So... any ideas, anyone?"

"Aaaaand, back."
In the span of minutes, Festung's jumpship was flying over the Aron again. Festung did not want to see what would happen if the pilot-Nanome, was it? Well, if she returned to see her ship like this... that would be bad.
As such, Festung quickly transmatted himself outside of his jumpship, facing the Aron yet again.
"Alright, you little bugger... come on."

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Giffany-Torikago
"Wow! Mice as pets?!" Giffany's eyes were sparkling. The story of the rats in the roof had her beyond charmed. "That's so adorable! Maybe Rumble would have let me take in some of the rats we had. They just wanted pizza..." Why, she would love having little fuzzy entertainers around!

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Nanome-Equator
Nanome had come across her own billboard, and began to ponder the jobs. "Maybe I can use the money to buy new parts for my ship...Heaven knows it needs some new pistons...Or knowing these peoples' attitude towards it, they'll probably just tell me to replace the engine altogether." She looked behind her shoulder with narrowed eyes, as if those nay-sayers were behind her. If they had just left her alone, then they'd see what Fighter O-7 was capable of.

"But what if I never see my ship again...?" Her soft azure eyes held on the Garmund case, worth 100,000 credits. With that, she could easily buy a new ship, if the worst case scenario was proven correct. Luckily, she managed to snap herself out of it. "No. I need to believe in the best case scenario! Fighter O-7 is out there, and all it needs is to be refuelled!" Then she slunk off to find the nearest gas station.

@BlackseaBunch
 
GM Post for Popcorn

Nanome would be both fortunate and unfortunate here. It seemed that Blacksea did not have a designated gas station.
Fortunately for her, that was the full extent of the bad news. Rather, it seemed that shops all over the place were selling fuel cans for 1,000 credits each.
This Garmund case would more than pay for it.
It seemed that these bulletins were actually... touchscreen, surprisingly. All it would take is to fill a quick form out, and then, off one would go to take the case.
The question remains this, however.
Would Nanome accept the case?​
 
Nanome-Equator
Nanome was suddenly excited by the smell of something salty, but oily. "Fuel!" With her pocket money left behind at-you guessed it-her ship, she would have to put her stealth training to use.

She held her breath, and put whatever junk she could find in her hair for camouflage. Creeping around the shops on her very tip-toes, and holding her breath, Nanome would gently claim a fuel can with her very fingertips
, then slunk out. How well did she fare at this theft?

GearBlade654 GearBlade654
 

-The Fellowship-


"Volkhov"=Shujinko Kanou
"Squada One"=Ken Akatsuki
"Sriracha"=Taro Saito
"Righteous"=Piko Rockwell
"Acme"=Genpachi Go

"Volkhov"=Dorothea Ivonne
"Lacquer"=Ragna Rockwell
"Tomorrow"=Yuri Yakumo
"Pacifico"=Mitsuri Saionji
"Permanent Marker"=Eun-Jin Soo
>"Rumble? Who is he? And what kind of rats do you have that eats only pizza? Must be a very bizarre world you came from."

 
GM Post for Nanome

See, she would have gotten away.
The thing is, the gas can let out a bit of a slosh as Nanome attempted to steal it. And that was all it took for all hell to break loose.
...if you can call just policemen running up, ordering Nanome to drop the can.
( P PopcornPie )​
 
Nanome-Equator
Well, she should have known that she would've been caught. She just lured herself into a sense of false security with how well she was doing. Once she was spotted, she saw no reason to keep up the act. "YAAAAAAAA!" Without anything to defend herself with, she just ran for it, carrying the can above her head. Obeying the law?! Not while her Commander was worried sick about her! "Just let me have this, and I'll leave your planet for good, I swear!"

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Giffany-Torikago
"Oh, rats eat a lot of things." Giffany tapped her fingers. "They can eat peanuts, and Chipackerz, and pretzels, and even non food stuff, like wires, and metal..." The more she thought about it, the more rats were pretty...Bleck. As for who Rumble was, it pained her to explain. "Rumble was my boyfriend...He doesn't love me any more..." Just saying it made tears well up in her eyes.

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-The Fellowship-


"Volkhov"=Shujinko Kanou
"Squada One"=Ken Akatsuki
"Sriracha"=Taro Saito
"Righteous"=Piko Rockwell
"Acme"=Genpachi Go

"Volkhov"=Dorothea Ivonne
"Lacquer"=Ragna Rockwell
"Tomorrow"=Yuri Yakumo
"Pacifico"=Mitsuri Saionji
"Permanent Marker"=Eun-Jin Soo
>"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. Must be a very hard time, huh? Come on now, I'm sure there exist someone better for you."

 
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Tropic Strip, Neon Haven
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[div class=yText]"Must be interesting little fellows."


Yang did not get much of an idea about the "Sweetypies". What exactly were they? What made them "special" that made them rather irritating to Mao Mao? Whatever that was, she was not someone from his own world. Better to just leave those questions as they stand right now.

[div class=yText]"There's us, humans, then there's the Faunus. They're like us almost as much as we're like them, in which they have an animal trait to go with them, but otherwise they look just like us, mostly. No idea why my kind likes to discriminate them..."[/div]

Instantly, she had thought of the times she had heard of, and seen racism towards the Faunus. The Faunus protest. Team CRDL picking on Velvet. Blake speaking out about the discrimination.

[div class=yText]"Those are the people of Remnant. If we're talking other species, there's the Grimm, dogs, birds... All kinds of stuff."[/div]

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Roman Torchwick

Colonium



Roman continued to smoke as he watched the gang free the Beta Team. Since the group was already underway making work of the thick webs, all he had to do now was to watch out for Lucas, which he didn't.

Then Crence pulled Cleveland down from the tree straight into the ground.

Roman chuckled quietly, pulling the cigar out of his mouth and then dropping it. He then lightly crushed it using his cane, before following Captain Crence in his tracks. As he did so, he proceeded to quip towards Officer Cleveland in a lowered volume:

"Hey, at least be glad we came for you."

As the criminal continued his way to the tram station with Captain Crence, he noticed what appeared to be Lucas walking up to the light from before. As usual, he simply pressed on, subtly wishing nothing but ill towards the insane son. He couldn't care less about how his mentally-deranged family wouild feel about his disappearance.

At least some of the gang around him shared his sentiment.

While he continued to tread through the swampy environment, the fighting began to die down. Whatever Crence commanded them to do for the remaining Buzzers was rendered redundant, as Rex, Alfa, the rest of the Bakers, and yet another new arrival did not appear to be hindered. As a result, he just went on the tram.

Finally, he could calm down. So Roman took a few deep breaths to unwind from all he had confronted with:

The Buzzers.
The horrific sounds of hopelessness as the soldiers struggled.
The Bakers.

But he couldn't ignore that Crence minced his words and said "bus" instead of "tram". Now that was something he would ridicule him for...normally. Since he was on another planet, he could almost forgive him for calling such a thing a "bus", given possible differences in slang.

One particular person demanded identification from everyone. Instantly, he got this feeling that he was no better than the highest-ranked commanders where he came from, and so he raised his eyebrow towards the "judge". However, he ignored him for now, turning away to watch the scenery pass by him and the crew.

There was a light near the road that he was able to observe. He saw a frog coming up to it before being consumed by a gigantic snake from seemingly nowhere. At least now he knew what he was setting up Lucas for.

"Ooooh!..."

Roman mock-recoiled from the sight of death. Then he put up a face of frankness towards the group and said,

"I gotta say; I feel bad about the unlucky few who take those deadly traps."

Secretly, he was cheering for the snake to devour Lucas while he was at it. On the other hand, Judge Dredd still had to be addressed, so he dropped the face and opted for his usual demeanor.

"Roman Torchwick, age...eh, who cares, anyway? Just someone who got tired of the world one day, that's all..."

This time, he didn't feel the need to respect Judge Dredd as much as he did Captain Crence and pretty much anyone else whose names did not end with "Baker".

"Besides, do you have the authority to boot us as you please? Because..."

Roman smirked, then turned towards Captain Crence before turning back towards Judge Dredd.

"I believe that Captain Crence would like a word with you if you try to."

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Khara Daelynn ~ Equatorial Strip

"Hold on..." Khara walked up to the ghost, manifesting a tablet of quartz, carving the names into it with similar magic, talking the writings to herself as she carved, "Garmund, 100,000 credits alive, 50,000 credits dead. B Storm...? Who's that? ...150,000 credits. Might be offworld. What an odd concept. Off of the world? What does that even mean?" She looked up to the sky, imagining a man with a strange name floating among the stars, perhaps within one of them, or perhaps upon one of the moons hiding above her head. It was a fantastical thought, and she shunned it quickly. What drivel. She pocketed the quartz tablet.

No. If there was a man, then he was on this earth, and she was going to find him. Perhaps she could make herself rich with those 150,000 credits, and perhaps with those credits she could further her community. It would be wonderful to have a full group once more, being one person was starting to become tiresome already. Khara took a moment to wonder whether a credit was worth more or less than a gold piece. Considering that a "regular day of work" yields 3,000 credits, she figured it was worth much less than a gold piece. About 30 times less, if she was remembering correctly. Which would mean B's whereabouts were worth no more than 5,000 gold. A sizeable amount, sure, but less than she was comfortable with. It would be hard to expand from that, if she was busy doling out 100 gold each day just to keep living.

She returned to reality and added her thoughts to the situation, "I think chasing down whatever imps are would be the simplest and most lucrative option readily available to us. I would need a physical description of them first, however, before I could hunt them."

GearBlade654 GearBlade654 and others
 
Aron - Equatorial strip, Near the wreck of fighter O-7
level: 30, Status: asleep

Festung had returned to chase Aron away, but when he arrived Aron was nowhere in sight. The winds from the sandstorm had already cleared out any tracks that might have been there, making it so trying to track where Aron went would almost certainly be a hopeless endeavour. In reality Aron hadn't gone anywhere but down. After filling it's belly, Aron burrowed itself under the sand beneath the wreck in order to take a nap. Aron will probably be asleep for a little while, unless something were to disturb their rest.

GearBlade654 GearBlade654
 
As everyone started interacting with Dredd and asking Crence about the real war that was being fought, he would yell to get everyone’s attention
HEY! OKAY! Listen up....you guys are clever, the buzzers are just a pain in the ass....but the real war is something much bigger. The war is against the planets founders, an organization called the Committee of Anti Transgression, they colonized this planet years ago when I was a child, hence Coloniums name....but it wasn’t very fun on our end. Long grueling hours working at the docks, lack of security against buzzers, starving children and families, all while the fat cats sat in their mansions at Surge Point. So we revolted, my father led the charge....he was....lost to the darkness, but what happened here is happening all across the universe, and my goal is to create a safe, free galaxy where community is above greed, and everyone has a chance for a good life!
I agree
Agreed...we are reaching Beacon Point everyone
If anyone looked out the front window, they would see nothing but darkness like usual, except, there was a light. Not like the Snatchers, this was a huge column of light shooting into the atmosphere, a BEACON of sorts. The tram would rumble along closer to the beacon as the medic squinted her eyes, looking at the road.
What the? What is-ohhhhhh godddddddd! Crence! He’s back!
Medic would yell in disgust as the tram approached the cities gates, they were quite large, but the main focus right now was a man standing on the tracks directly in front of the tram, he was white skinned, with bright piercing green eyes, wearing a torn up white suit and smoking a cigar
Crence! How was the pickup.
Ugh, well we got attacked by a group of buzzers, thanks to officer dumbass over there.
Now that was highly insensitive
Shut up!
HAHA! Sounds like Cleveland all right!
Mhm
Oh come on Crence! If we’re going to be stuck here together you might as well show me the new ones! In fact, let’s take a little walk.“
The mysterious man would then walk up to the side of the tram before banging on it
Come on everyone! Let’s take a walk! I want everyone to introduce themselves, I’ll start first...names Hane Grodre! But you can call me Hane.
Hane would then stand by the bus as you all walked out, holding out his hand for you to shake if you wanted to
Welcome welcome!
Hane we have work to d-
Hane would then turn around to Crence silently, if anyone noticed he would make an explosion gesture with his right hand before whispering
Boom...
Nevermind
Haha! Hane wins yet another argument! Come on everyone! Let’s go!
Hane, Crence, and Cleveland would then walk towards the swamp....Hane would be leading the way, twirling his flashlight as Crence and Cleveland put their helmets on and dragged on begrudgingly from behind
We can get to Beacon Point through a shortcut! In the meantime, tell me about yourselves!
You all were free to go from here, you could continue the journey with Crence and his army, or go into Beacon Point the regular way, whatever you do is now up to you...good luck!​
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Giffany-Torikago
"He was great to me. It's almost like we were programmed for each other." It was meant to be, when she first tumbled into his machine. That was what she believed, anyway. And she believed it for so ling. "The last thing he told me was that I'm a hazard to everyone. At least, that's what stuck out. He got so angry with me, I could barely stand it." She extracted a postcard from Gravity Falls, which had a photo of many of Gravity Falls' oddities lined up and smiling. Right in the corner, holding each other in their arms, were Rumble and Giffany. They looked so happy to have each other for company, despite Rumble being so big and muscular. But he was also pixelated.

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Mao Mao-Tropical
"Yeah, they can be really naive sometimes...But some people are just nice to live by, y'know?" Once Mao had spent his first day in Pure Heart Valley, he couldn't picture himself falling asleep without listening to their cute little voices.

"So, basically, there are hybrids of your kind and mine?" Mao Mao tilted his head. The idea of creatures like Yang with Sweetypie parts made him feel a bit nauseous. He didn't even know what to call her kind. She had all her fur shaved, except for the fur on her head, and that she let grow out until it reached past her shoulders. Quite icky. "Discrimination?...You mean like keeping monsters out?" He hadn't heart of Sweetypies pushing away other Sweetypies, unless they were Sky Pirates, and even then, they weren't very aggressive. They just mingled together.
marc122 marc122
 

-The Fellowship-


"Volkhov"=Shujinko Kanou
"Squada One"=Ken Akatsuki
"Sriracha"=Taro Saito
"Righteous"=Piko Rockwell
"Acme"=Genpachi Go

"Volkhov"=Dorothea Ivonne
"Lacquer"=Ragna Rockwell
"Tomorrow"=Yuri Yakumo
"Pacifico"=Mitsuri Saionji
"Permanent Marker"=Eun-Jin Soo
>"So that guy is Rumble? He's kinda like you. Also, damn, what a weird bunch of friends you have there."

 
Odessa sighed. Yet another around of introductions? Seriously? How many times do I have to introduce myself? She glowered a bit before getting up and joining this Hanes’ fellow.

“The name’s Odessa. At least that’s what everyone calls me. As for about myself, I prefer to keep my private affairs private, thank you very much.” She glares over at Hanes and folds her arms. And other than that, doesn’t converse any further.
Benedict Cucumberpatch Benedict Cucumberpatch @Colonium-Crew.
 
Giffany-Torikago
"What's that supposed to mean?" A deeply concerned expression appeared on Giffany's face. "You don't mean to say that he's cute, right? Only I can call him cute!" Arcs of electricity moved up and down her shoulders.

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