Fandom Tear in the Multiverses (A Crossover Sandbox RP)

[Yamperzzz]

Spoiler: The Crews' CSs

The Crew

"I... I swore I saw something..."

Denzel feverishly waved the flashlight towards the source of the sound. He wasn't sure what he was expecting. Whether it be another falling tree or a big scary monster or something... Denzel became legitimately frightened.

Eventually, what he assumed was another multiversal creature coming to get him was nothing more than a... Raccoon, of course. The sailor's flashlight was focused on nearby vegetation when the mammal popped out of the bushes, eliciting a startled response from Denzel.

(I also haven't made a startled emote for Denzel haaaa)
"AAAAAAAAGGH!!!"

Denzel slipped and fell right on his ass, letting the raccoon escape and run off in the distance. Voss was terribly disappointed by his two sailors cowardly behavior so far and pinched the bridge of his nose before replying to Oba.


"Look... Whatever it was, we should probably steer clear of it. That didn't sound like somethin' I'd hope to hear outside... wherever this place is in the dead of night... Where did we even end up, anyway?"


Kieron shrugged. "Hell if I'd know. I don't think you can really tell where those portals back home lead to unless to jump in and see for yourself... Hey, you were really eager to get us away from that gangster dude earlier... Who was he? He looked like he came straight from an 80s flick."


"I don't wanna talk 'bout it."

Voss noticed how Oba walked away, encouraging his other two sailors to begin following her towards the noise. He quickly tries to put a stop to it.


"Ayy, where do ya boys think yer goin'? Didn't ya hear her? Why are ya followin' her? I never gave ya orders to do that! Don'cha remember that she just almost killed ya?"


"She seems fine."


"Capt'n Voss, I think the batteries in the flashlight just died... That flower girl has the only light..."


"..."


"... Err... Fine... Just, stay behind me. I already know how much I can trust ya boys to defend yerselfs... 'Dangerous' my ass... I can take care of myself just fine..."

"Plant lady! I'm respecting yer directive by stayin' a fair distance from ya, but assertin' my authority as a sea capt'n by followin' ya anyway!"

CocoaMarshmallow Birb Vermin King​

 

[Vermin King]

Subject Four



His digging was going very well

This, though rough, is the perfect begining to his personal hive

It was deep, dark, secure and the temperature was nice and cool

But his digging would not continue, something felt strange

Trespassers, maybe even armed trespassers

They were coming closer he could feel it in the soil

Any normal animal would attempt to intimedate or block off entry, maybe even flee

But Subject Four was smarter

Quietly he began his work, a trap

Back tracking through his hive, he scuttled to the ceiling of his hive to where the cargo hold would be and scrapped off the fresh soil

Revealing the metal above

Subject Four began carving at the metal weakening it, but he did not carve it all the way through

If the right amount of weight was applied it would collapse, whatever stood there would fall through, and down into the dark hive below

The only entrance to his hive was through the cockpit door which was beyond the trap

Even then it is a small drop, but climbing out would buy Subject Four time

The trap was set, Subject Four merely had to wait now

Subject Four clung to the ceiling of his hive and to the bottom of the cargo hold

Limbs on soil and metal to feel the movements of his new trespassers

Birb Yamperzzz CocoaMarshmallow​

 

[Birb]

✿Oba✿

"I... I swore I saw something..."

Denzel feverishly waved the flashlight towards the source of the sound. He wasn't sure what he was expecting. Whether it be another falling tree or a big scary monster or something... Denzel became legitimately frightened.

Eventually, what he assumed was another multiversal creature coming to get him was nothing more than a... Raccoon, of course. The sailor's flashlight was focused on nearby vegetation when the mammal popped out of the bushes, eliciting a startled response from Denzel.

(I also haven't made a startled emote for Denzel haaaa)
"AAAAAAAAGGH!!!"

"..... mmnhhh... hhhhh... hunt...."

Oba watched the raccoon, not flinching as it popped up, but rather... almost about to pursue it.. but she must restrain herself!! She couldn't just.. revert to being so animalistic!! ... right???

"Floran sssee... humansss not good at defending theyssselvesss.... may follow floran, but at own risssk..."

Denzel slipped and fell right on his ass, letting the raccoon escape and run off in the distance. Voss was terribly disappointed by his two sailors cowardly behavior so far and pinched the bridge of his nose before replying to Oba.

"Look... Whatever it was, we should probably steer clear of it. That didn't sound like somethin' I'd hope to hear outside... wherever this place is in the dead of night... Where did we even end up, anyway?"

"YOU can, if you ssso ssscared, but FLORAN going to go sssee..."

Kieron shrugged. "Hell if I'd know. I don't think you can really tell where those portals back home lead to unless to jump in and see for yourself... Hey, you were really eager to get us away from that gangster dude earlier... Who was he? He looked like he came straight from an 80s flick."

"... fliiiiick?? gangssster??"

Oba was a bit intrigued as she kept walking... might as well use conversation to pass the time!!

"Ayy, where do ya boys think yer goin'? Didn't ya hear her? Why are ya followin' her? I never gave ya orders to do that! Don'cha remember that she just almost killed ya?"

"She seems fine."

"Capt'n Voss, I think the batteries in the flashlight just died... That flower girl has the only light..."

"..."

"... Err... Fine... Just, stay behind me. I already know how much I can trust ya boys to defend yerselfs... 'Dangerous' my ass... I can take care of myself just fine..."

"Plant lady! I'm respecting yer directive by stayin' a fair distance from ya, but assertin' my authority as a sea capt'n by followin' ya anyway!"

"Errrr... Floran never called... 'fine'... but floran have extra flashlight... if you want?"

Oba pulled out a flashlight, the only other one she had. It was rather normal, ran on some AA batteries. But it worked just as well as her matter manipulator!! She tossed it to denzel, and switched to having the bow and arrow in her hands, just in case...

".... you call floran OBA... and you not captain of floran, floran only follow ESSSTHER, the green finger, and captain noble.. who you namesss??"

Trespassers, maybe even armed trespassers

They were coming closer he could feel it in the soil

Any normal animal would attempt to intimedate or block off entry, maybe even flee

But Subject Four was smarter

Quietly he began his work, a trap

Back tracking through his hive, he scuttled to the ceiling of his hive to where the cargo hold would be and scrapped off the fresh soil

Revealing the metal above

Subject Four began carving at the metal weakening it, but he did not carve it all the way through

If the right amount of weight was applied it would collapse, whatever stood there would fall through, and down into the dark hive below

The only entrance to his hive was through the cockpit door which was beyond the trap

Even then it is a small drop, but climbing out would buy Subject Four time

The trap was set, Subject Four merely had to wait now

Subject Four clung to the ceiling of his hive and to the bottom of the cargo hold

Limbs on soil and metal to feel the movements of his new trespassers

Before the three could respond, Oba stopped, a low hiss emitting from her throat...

She could see something, some sort of... ship... it was small, but still rather frightening.. she approached, with little to no caution, and stepped in. But.. by the time she got inside, and the other three were in as well... she realized.. something was wrong. Some sort of.. scent... hit her throat...

".... sss... ssstop... Floran SSSMELL something... something WRONG.... no.. NOOOOO WHY!?"

The young floran got into a rather aggressive stance, looking around frantically, her voice again becoming very raspy.

"W.. what issss there... sssomething is there and here... and not right... it isss BAD..."

She took a few steps back, looking around and beginning to panic.. she had possibly led herself, and several others, right into danger. Unless of course, the other three had not followed her...

"Go... go away from ship... isss not SSSAFE..."

Vermin King CocoaMarshmallow Yamperzzz

 

[Yamperzzz]

Spoiler: The Crews' CSs

The Crew

"Nuh-uh! I'm perfectly capable of defendin' myself! Now, these fellers here, they ain't very able of protecting themselves. That's why I'm here. To make sure that they don't accidentally trip an' fall in a pit or somethin'. They ain't very smart, I'm 'fraid."


"..."


"..."

None of the sailors tried to rebuke Voss' claims, but both of them did exchange looks of distaste. Expressions that read, "get a load of this guy..." Meanwhile, Voss seemed personally attacked by Oba's assertion that he was scared.


"W-what? No, I'm not! I'd go where yer goin' all by myself if I wanted to! It's just that like I said, somebody's got to watch these boys. Ya understand?"

As for Oba's inquiry of the "80s flick gangster," Voss audibly groaned.

"... I said I... Look, I don't know who he is-"


"Yes, you do! At least, that's what you said."


"What're talkin' 'bout? I never said that!"


"I'm pretty sure you did. In fact, if I remember correctly, you said that he was my predecessor."


"... Well, ya both were shitty First Mates..."


"So he was one of your sailors! I knew it by the way he talked to you! He was totally rocking the outfit. And those other gangsters who followed them? Tots seem like cool peopl-"


"THEY'RE NOT COOL PEOPLE. They're thugs who manipulate and steal! I would know first-hand. Just... Looks can be deceiving."

"They're the kind of people that... when no one's lookin', they'd steal, like... forty cakes. Yeah."


"... Wow... That's as many as four tens... That's terrible!"

Denzel's train of thought was interrupted by Oba's flashlight offer to replace Voss' now useless one. He was still visibly nervous about Oba, but he accepted the device regardless. He turned it on and pointed it in front of the group, allowing them to see ahead of them.

"... Uh... Thank you..."

The crew further approached what was the wreckage, but Voss didn't seem to care. Though the two sailors took note of the one or two random metal parts in the vicinity, Voss seemed to only care about Oba's questions.


"... Okay, 'Oba...' Idunno who this 'ESSSTHER' guy is, but that Capt'n Noble fool sounds dumb. Ya oughta follow nobody. Make yer own rules!" Voss poked fun at Oba's voice when he recalled Esther's name, but it sounded to be simple teasing.

"... Uh, names! Right. The hippy with the flashlight is Denzel, and the lanky smartass is Kieron. They're my sailors, and I'm their capt'n. Ya can call me Voss."

Once the crew spotted the remains of the ship, they all stared at it in wonder... and fear. Voss was quick to feign whatever anxiousness he felt and waltzed further into the wreckage. Even as his two sailors obeyed Oba's instruction and stayed behind, Voss disregarded her. If anything, Voss continued to explore the inside of the ship with his saber out.

"Ya'll are nothin' but a buncha yella bellied cowards. I can't believe ye'd listen to a walkin' plant over me! Listen, if this was what that crash sound came from, then it must've been a real bad impact. Looks like it, too. I doubt there's anything left in here. Although... If I do happen to find a body, I can loot it... How's that sound, boys?"

Before he could get a reply, Voss had stepped onto the trap Four had set. His first step onto the metal was with his prosthetic leg. It wasn't enough to completely collapse the metal, but it also wasn't enough to scare Voss away before it was too late. In actuality, Voss took another step to investigate the ominous creaking noise the steps made.


"... Hm... This sounds hollow-"



Oh yeah, and then he fell.

CocoaMarshmallow Birb Vermin King​

 

[AlexandraRoseLeclerc]

Alisa McNish: The Outlaw Racer of Las Vegas

Location: Her House

Mood: Quite Calm
Interaction: Takumi ( GeorgeTownRaja ), Oddball Team ( Zamasu ), Ren ( CocoaMarshmallow )

Alisa smiled as she hears the question from Takumi that how much that her house cost right before saying truthfully "Oh really?? I bought it around $23.5 million because I basically have half of my savings & my winning prize of the Outlaw's Rush, so I bought this house & it cost at $20.3 million." She then looked at everyone else realizing that she will show them the outdoor pool saying "I'll show you the outdoor pool too, I completely forgot about it." Alisa will walked towards the outdoor pool right before she stands in front of it & shows the pool to everyone.

The pool is an infinity pool with some chairs to lay with after you took a swim or having a sunbath, she will smile at everyone while trying to lean on the railing in order to have a nice view of the city. Alisa was sighing a bit even if she doesn't want a problem to everyone, so she decides to either have a party later on the future or have a meeting with someone that she knew too.​

 

[Corrosion]

CHANCE-28 AND GREYSON RYDER
Las Vegas Tunnels
GearBlade654 CocoaMarshmallow​

"You think the Fallen stole them from XCOM or something?" Chance asked, still staring up the gaping hole in the ceiling. By now several curious civilians had come to take a look. He could hear police sirens closing in. "I mean, you know they've got cloaking tech and all that."

"Either that or they killed a bunch of their guys and took their stuff," Grey suggested instead, leaning down to inspect the corpse of a Marauder. It too was wearing the orange colours of this possible new house. He turned back to Festung with a raised eyebrow at his mention of XCOM sending a Templar to train with the Guardians. "They doin' that now? He ain't gonna last a minute in the Crucible. I can bet on that."

"Looks like that Shank over there's still functional. Well, barely," Saratoga spoke up. "I can give it a scan."

Grey nodded. "See what you can find, little buddy."

The Ghost flew over to the Shank, which was sparking and its lights blinking on and off. Not a second after Saratoga had started his scan the Shank promptly went offline for good. "Damn. I didn't manage to get much before it went offline, and its memory banks were too damaged, anyway."

"Did you find anything helpful, at least?" Chance asked.

The Ghost nodded. "There was one thing I found interesting. One thing that kept being repeated over and over was the term 'House of Rebirth'."

He projected the House's flag: an orange background with the abstract symbol of a phoenix in the middle.

Grey and Chance looked to each other, and while they didn't say a word, they new they had uncovered something big.

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Mission Planning Room
The Tower, Manhattan
​

Grey stabbed his knife into the picture of the House of Rebirth's flag, pinning it to the cork bulletin board. "Okay, House of Rebirth," he began, turning to Chance. "What do we know about 'em?"

Chance scratched his chin. They were in the Tower's Mission Planning Room, where Guardians would plan out missions and strikes around the world. "I've never heard of it."

"My thoughts exactly," nodded Grey. "Don't think anyone has. I reckon it's a new House that was formed by stranded Fallen on this Earth."

"How long do you think these guys have been active?" the Titan asked, worried.

"Can't be too sure, but there was a spike in missing person reports that started two years ago," said Zeke.

Chance frowned. "Two years undetected..."

"With their cloaking tech they could've been around for longer," Grey said, taking a sip from his silver flask of whiskey that was always attached to his belt. "But two years is a pretty long time. The Fallen could've done a ton during that time."

"Which also begs the question: why are they kidnapping people?" Asked Chance. "The Fallen aren't really some to just kidnap a bunch of random civilians."

"Not exactly random," said Saratoga. "I've run through the list of missing people, and I've found that most of these guys work for tech or engineering firms. Two of the previous guys were DARPA, and the guy they took in the tunnels under Vegas was NC."

Grey frowned, thinking. "They're takin' people with technical knowledge..."

"People who can build tech for them," Chance finished.

 

[TheElenaFisher]

• 𝐴𝑠ℎ𝑒
• ᗴᒪᒪIᗴ ᗯIᒪᒪIᗩᗰᔕ
• 𝔏𝔞𝔯𝔞 ℭ𝔯𝔬𝔣𝔱
• 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍
• 𝐴𝑞𝑢𝑎
• αєяιтн gαιиѕвσяσυgн
• Sayori
• Tifa Lockhart
• Skye Rose
• ℭ𝔦𝔯𝔦

• 𝐴𝑠ℎ𝑒
  ◃───────────▹
  At first, it seemed like he just disappeared completely. Was this some form of teleportation magic? It looked that way as he appeared behind a parked… truck, if she remembered correctly from what the natives of this world called it. Quickly and as silently as she could, she trailed behind him, staying behind cover before he reached a specific house. This probably belonged to the man he was searching for and once he opened the door, it proved to be true.
  
  Listening to the conversation, it was… interesting. This man, Jakob, believed he killed the other one and he seemed like he wanted revenge. And she could understand wanting revenge on someone who tried to kill you, if she was a bit more ruthless with her rule as Warmother, she’d want revenge on anyone who had done her clan wrong. What came next surprised her but didn’t shock her as tendrils covered his entire body and changed how his outerwear looked as well as his physical appearance.
  
  Well, apart from his eyes, which were still icy blue. What exactly was this man?
  
  He then continued the conversation, making her eyes widen. He did what to innocent women? Jakob’s son was brought up and even though she didn’t know the man, she was hating him with every word that was said. And then he began to give the excuse that it was an accident.
  
  It was a bunch of shit, anyone would see that the excuse was invalid.
  
  As they got inside, she made her way to either underneath or right next to a window, continuing to listen in on the conversation. As Jakob called the man a monster, she rolled her eyes at that. Yeah, sure, he was the monster, not him. She may not have known what he did to warrant that, but it was hypocritical to call someone with powers a monster when he himself has proven himself to be a bigger monster. Taking a quick peek through the window, she saw him being devoured whole by tendrils, her eyes widening at the sight. Someone like him probably deserved to be arrested or at the least, killed, but devoured whole?
  
  It was a terrible fate for sure.
  
  When he walked out of the house, she held onto the bow before putting it away after a minute. “Can’t say he didn’t deserve that, but I suppose jail was too good for him.”
  
  Corrosion
• ᗴᒪᒪIᗴ ᗯIᒪᒪIᗩᗰᔕ
  • ────── ✾ ────── •
  Before they could start getting a move on, more robots appeared. “Shit!” Her eyes quickly caught sight of some rubble she could hide behind and quickly ran to it before they could get a shot in. Once behind it, she held her pistol and took a deep breath before she stood up to fire at one of them. But before that could happen, the man that came to help her had taken them out in a very badass way. “Holy shit! That was awesome!”
  
  Thepotatogod , CocoaMarshmallow
  
• 𝔏𝔞𝔯𝔞 ℭ𝔯𝔬𝔣𝔱
  ⊱⋅ ──────────── ⋅⊰
  Lara leaned back once the woman got very close to her, which after getting a good look at her up close, she didn’t look all that well. She reminded her of the Thralls that she encountered during her search for Thor’s Hammer and his Gauntlets and Belt when it came to physical appearance, speaking more English than those Thralls. Though, it was broken English but still English nonetheless. “That is what I said, yes. We should head there so I can put my groceries away.”
  
  With that, the woman began leading the way back to her apartment with her groceries in hand.
  
  PolikShadowbliss , CocoaMarshmallow
  
• 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍
  ━━━━━━ ⊙ ━━━━━━
  The man began to explain just how he knew her, saying that apparently she was a video game. Well, she kind of knew that already since she had to check on the internet to make sure the locals that told her that Raccoon City wasn’t real were telling the truth, so he was definitely telling the truth. “Yeah… cool.”
  
  This totally wasn’t weird at all.
  
  CocoaMarshmallow
  
• 𝐴𝑞𝑢𝑎
  ─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ───
  Saint then responded to her, saying that the Global Vanguard was an option for her. From what she could guess, it was made up of these Guardians who were immortal warriors blessed by light to fight threats. If she was being honest, it did sound similar to keyblade wielders and since she had no other option due to not knowing the other options, it seemed like that was a very good starting place. “I’d like to join the Global Vanguard. It does sound closer to my job as a Keyblade Master and as a Keyblade Wielder in general.”
  
  He then explained that they needed to get registered as an Offworlder so they would be recognized as one. It was more than likely important, so it was clear that they should do it right away. A man then came over after being called over by Saint, receiving the order to get them registered. Aqua followed him, of course. And of course, the other Aqua was very adamant on her being an imposter. Sighing, she tried to ignore her as there was no use in trying to convince her otherwise.
  
  Clearly, she was a stubborn one. And she seemed to either be in denial or convinced that going to different worlds and universes wasn’t real. While she’d try to explain it to her, she seriously doubted that she’d listen to her.
  
  Corrosion , thatguyinthestore
  
• αєяιтн gαιиѕвσяσυgн
  ✧══════•❁❀❁•══════✧
  The man that she had seen making some food quickly introduced himself and the Ghost as she came to learn what it was as Festung-17 and Jim before running off somewhere. Apparently, he had made potatoes and seeing as how she hadn’t eaten anything yet, it smelled good. Well… he did say that they were allowed to take some, but she didn’t want to abruptly leave in the middle of the conversation to go eat it, that’d be rude!
  
  Sophitia then confirmed that Hephaestus was indeed the god of blacksmithing, saying that he had given her fiancé holy ore to make her weapons, which were obviously her sword and shield. Both looked very well made but then again, Aerith wasn’t known as someone who was super into weapons and how they were made. She had then began to say something before stopping herself and since she had brought up Hephaestus and wanting to go to a shrine of his, Aerith had a feeling what she wanted to do.
  
  “You wanted to go try to contact him, right? At least, that’s what I figured since you asked if there was a shrine to him. I’m sure that we could find one!”
  
  Then, they were beginning to be led to go get registered as Offworlders. While she would go, she was already registered. "I'll be outside if you wanna talk more afterwards, Sophitia!" With that, she left but not before getting one of the potatoes that Festung-17 had made so she wouldn't go completely hungry.
  
  GearBlade654 , FactionGuerrilla
  
• Sayori
  ── - ˏˋ ✎ ˊˎ - ──
  As she hid behind Cisco, sticking her head out from behind him to see the newcomers, Natsuki and Yuri began to taunt them. And this really wasn’t the best time to do that. “G-Guys! Please, this isn’t the time to try to start a fight with them!” Then, Cisco began to introduce all of them and when he got to her, she gave them a nervous, yet friendly smile and a small wave. “H-Hi!”
  
  The soldier and the big robot began to introduce themselves and then the robot came to the conclusion that the Literature Club was from a video game. That… That wasn’t true, right? At least, she thought it wasn’t true, it couldn't be! Before anything else could be said, the robot who was called PZ picked up on something falling out of the sky and after looking up at the sky,, she saw that it was a figure who proceeded to crash into the ground. “Are they alright?!”
  
  The figure then revealed itself to be some sort of robot and it wasn’t long before Natsuki and Yuri began to argue again only for Cisco to stop the fight. “Cisco’s right, we’re all just tired and scared and hungry! We just need to find somewhere to stay and somewhere to get something to eat!”
  
  FZ had then accepted Cisco’s offer to come with them and honestly, she didn’t mind it as it meant they’d have more people with them to keep each other safe! Before they could go looking however, Hiroki and FZ then heard and detected a fight going on some ways away, the two heading towards it. Yeah, they were more than well equipped to handle that, so she looked at the rest of them. “Sooo... should we start finding somewhere to eat and somewhere to stay?”
  
  GearBlade654 , CocoaMarshmallow , Ciscodog , Monarch381
  
• Tifa Lockhart
  ─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ───
  In the city of Athens, Greece, it was peaceful. That was, until a portal opened up in an alleyway and out popped a woman who landed on her hands and knees. Getting up, she brushed herself off and looked back at the portal before looking around in general to see if any other portals in the alleyway appeared. “Cloud?! Barret?!” Whoever she was looking for, they apparently were either not there yet or not there at all and she was just yelling to no one.
  
  Right before this, she and her party member, who you all may know as Aerith, were sitting in an inn, taking a break. One minute, they were talking and getting to know each other. The next, a portal appeared and Aerith was sucked through it, making Tifa extremely worried and concerned and had called out for the others. While they were talking about what happened and where she could have gone, her, Cloud, and Barret were each sucked through their own portals, the woman having ended up in a town before ending up either here or somewhere different.
  
  The woman in question had black hair that fell below her waist and was tied at the tips to form a dolphin-tail split and red eyes. Her clothes consisted of a white tank top with a black sports bra underneath and a black mini-skirt with pleated segments to make it easier for her to perform her martial arts and black shorts underneath with a belt and suspenders. She dons black leather gloves that extend to her elbows with metal plates on the back and knuckles, red boots with black stockings, and a metal guard on her left elbow with the elbow pad on her left arm being supplemented by a red-and-black leather vambrace. The red sections of her vambrace and the larger metal plates on the back of her gloves have runes engraved on them.
  
  This was Tifa and currently before she would decide to see where she was, she wanted to wait a few to see if Cloud or Barret or the both of them came out of a portal in the alleyway.
  
• Skye Rose
  ◑ ━━━━━ ▣ ━━━━━ ◐
  Outside of a coffee shop in Chicago, a young woman sat outside with a cup of coffee. At the same time, she both looked like she belonged there and didn’t look like she belonged there. The reason for this? She had raven black hair with blue highlights, ice blue eyes, and fair skin, her attire consisting of a black and blue tank top with blue ripped jeans, followed by black combat boots and blue fingerless gloves. Around her waist was a blue and black plaid jacket and around her neck was a blue rose necklace. She may have looked like a badass, but that doesn't mean that she couldn't have at least one thing for her girly side and the necklace just so happened to have been that one thing. Atop her head was a grey beanie that looked like it had seen better days and why she still had it on was known only to her.
  
  This was where things got interesting as on her right arm was a blue and black dragon tattoo covering her arm. The other arm? It was a cool looking faint dark blue mystical tattoo. But this wasn't no ordinary tattoo, no sir.
  
  This was the mark of a Siren.
  
  What were Siren's? Siren's were women with powers you wouldn't even believe. Though, only women could be Siren's (sorry men), but just because they were women doesn't mean that they were pushovers. But back to the woman, she also had weapons with her which was odd but considering she came from a universe where one planet had creatures and people that could kill you if you took even one breath of air, weapons were needed.
  
  What can she say, she’s paranoid. She had grenades on the left side of her waist and something that looked like a shield above her left leg behind her. On her right hip was a pistol holder, the pistol in it. Strapped to the bottom part of her left leg towards her boot was a knife that she had for emergencies.
  
  As for her other weapons, she had an SMG above her butt going across it and on her back were two weapons. One was a shotgun and the other was an assault rifle, which gave the impression that she preferred range. Range was a good thing to have after all.
  
  What was this planet you may ask? Why, it was called Pandora. Now you may be asking how did our lovely Siren here end up here?
  
  It was simple: She was going about her day with the Crimson Raiders while trying to ignore Claptrap trying to get it on with her coffee machine for the millionth time when a portal opened up behind her and sucked her through it, her guitar being brought with her in the process. And for the past year, she was stuck there. It wasn’t all bad, she got an apartment that was shitty, but it was her kind of shitty, after working a few part time jobs as a librarian, a waitress, and as a babysitter. Sometimes however, she liked to perform on the streets, singing songs to earn a bit of extra cash.
  
  Back to the present day however, she was just enjoying her coffee and the peace when she looked up at the sky and saw a huge ship land on the outskirts of the city. Sighing, she got up after taking one last sip of the drink and began to head towards the outskirts. Upon reaching the entrance, she took out her pistol, the lights on it being green and proceeded forwards, keeping a lookout in case anything or anyone tried to jump at her.
  
  Once she got closer, she saw the ship and heard what sounded like a familiar voice. It sounded like…
  
  “...Voss?“
  
  Her attention turned towards a plant person walking towards the ship, followed by two people. And the voice of Voss made its appearance once again, which once she looked towards the source, her eyes widened.
  
  It really was him!
  
  ...and then he went inside of the ship, in which she got closer with her grip tighter on her pistol and went in to see him fall through the steps. “Voss!” Getting closer while being careful, she looked down the hole he made. “You okay?!”
  
  Yamperzzz , Vermin King , Birb
  
• ℭ𝔦𝔯𝔦
  ——————«•»——————
  In the city of Zdzieszowice all the way in Poland, a young woman had been walking down the streets. She didn’t look like a usual girl you’d find on Earth, no she looked more like a warrior, what with the weapon on her back and the scar she had. In physical appearance, she had ashen colored hair pulled up in a very messy bun, emerald green eyes, and a scar going down the entirety of her left eye.
  
  As for clothes, she dressed in a dirty white shirt with brown gloves on, brown pants with a belt on that had four of the same jewels adorned around it, and boots. On her right hip was a hunting knife and in her right hand was a sword that looked to be made of silver engraved with very strange and foreign words on it with the sheath for it on her back. To those in Poland, it was a no brainer who this woman was.
  
  This was Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, or Ciri for short. And this may come as a bit of a surprise to hear, but this wasn’t the first time she wasn’t in her homeworld.
  
  Over the course of her life, especially in the last few years, she had found herself in various different worlds and universes that at this point, it was normal for her to be somewhere vastly different. Before this, she had just returned back to her world from having to help the multiverse and while she had more than likely lost so many brain cells during it, she did come out gaining new friends that became like family to her. Especially with her two new battlesisters, Kassandra and Aloy, a little sister in the form of Megumin, and battlebrothers in the form of Price, Corvo, and Gretar.
  
  It hurt that they had to be separated, but that was just the way it had to be. Thanks to her powers however, maybe one day, they could get reunited and have a reunion of sorts but it probably wouldn’t be like that for a while. So, she had to carry on with doing her job as a Witcheress. That was until another portal had opened when she had just taken a rest and dropped her here. So for a day and a half, all she had been doing so far was wandering around as there was no need for a monster hunter here.
  
  If there was no need, then… what would she do now?
  

 

[Zamasu]

Oddball Team​

As soon as the group get to see the pool, Alona, who is hanging on Jared this whole time, was about to dry out. "Jared, would you mind dropping me into the pool please? I'm about to dry out." She said. "Wanting a dip already? Okay." Jared said before approaching the edge of the pool, turn around, and lean back as Alona let's go, dropping into the pool. She swims for a few seconds before coming out the surface, refreshed. "Aaaah~ thank you." She said.

CocoaMarshmallow AlexandraRoseLeclerc GeorgeTownRaja

 

[StaidFoal]

Stanley​

Fortunately for starving Stanley, the girl was kind enough to... materialize a sandwich out of thin air..?

Stanley almost bit down on the sandwich, when...

Hold on, Stanley! Do not eat that sandwich! We don't know where it's been or how she even made that! Are these even the horrific depths of real life? Was I somehow mistaken? Anyway, Stanley, I realize this goes against me saying to leech off as much as you can off of their kindness, but also note not to take candy from strangers. This also applies to sandwiches made through processes ignoring the Law of Conservation of Matter. You're better off taking food from a genuine kitchen or cafe, or maybe even the garbage. So, just drop the sandwich and press on.

Stanley took a bite of the sandwich.

I... Stanley, I'm saying this for your own benefit! Who would eat a sandwich that appears out of thin air?! I certainly wouldn't! I don't know anyone who would! The law of conservation of mass or principle of mass conservation states that for any system closed to all transfers of matter and energy, the mass of the system must remain constant over time, as the system's mass cannot change, so quantity can neither be added nor be removed. This makes a few possibilities, Stanley. The first, she used her magic to gather the dust and dirt molecules in the air to construct a somehow regular sandwich, meaning that you are eating things not meant to be eaten...

Stanley took another bite.

But Stanley was so unconcerned with health issues, it's a miracle he's survived until now. If you feel like your intestines are melting, don't blame me.

To Bruce's question, Stanley nodded.

What in the... We're still in our prologue, aren't we, Stanley? You're telling me, you have a method of communication? That means you can properly convey your messages; not only to others, but to me? Isn't it too early for such a twist? I did say we would pants through the prologue of our sequel, but this is... You know what, putting more thought into it, we can incorporate this into our sequel! I have plenty of ideas on how this can come in handy, later on! Think about it! You get to choose your own adventure! Which isn't new for us, but still! Ahem. As Stanley nodded to the other man, he would feel something in his pocket. Putting the magic sandwich in one hand, he took out the contents of said pocket, revealing a convenient notebook! Stanley, having not noticed this at all, was now rightfully ashamed that he resorted to interpretive dances in his first interaction. Seeing as he was gladly chowing down on the dust and dirt sandwich, it was perfectly normal for an idiot like him to realize its presence this late in the interaction.

Using the pencil left in the rings of the notebook, he wrote his very first message: "Buttons?" What an... interesting thing to write! I was about to say he wrote an explanation for what he's been put through recently, but this is Stanley we're talking about. The two strangers proceeded to react as such:

thatguyinthestore (Star) Yahhah (Bruce)

 

[AlexandraRoseLeclerc]

Cameron Wilson-Müller: The Water Absorbing Mercenary

Location: GV Headquarters
Mood: Quite Impressed at the GVH
Interaction: Talria ( CocoaMarshmallow )

Cameron smiled a bit trying to think about to join the Global Vanguard and he thinks that he should need to register as an Offworlder, he scoffed a bit asking a question to Talria "Hey, Talria. I'm actually in this world but I could try to join the GV if it is okay because I am so bored on riding solo trying to kill some bad guys, but I could try to join and organization like y'all. So, ist es in ordnung, der organisation beizutreten??" He says that with his fluent German voice and waits for a quite interesting offer since he is always going solo & trying to save people back in his hometown of Dover, Delaware including a huge fire at the Dover International Speedway that is caused by a arsonist and a robbery taking place at a bank which he saved the hostages & had the criminals in jail, Cameron was trying to listen on what will Talria is going to respond on the offer.​

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

Health: Perfect
Status: Agitated
Location: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Mentions: GM Thepotatogod , Bramil CocoaMarshmallow , Ellie Williams TheElenaFisher , John Connor darkred
Formatting: C2261F HEX, Courier New Font
Links: CS / Next Post

BARRET WALLACE CERTAINLY WASN'T PREPARED FOR YET ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE CRAZY PORTALS.​

That first one on the highway had already been trouble, even if he (and his three other party members) had survived the ordeal that had come out of it. Even for a fighter like him, there was such a thing as too much excitement, and this counted as one of those times. The second Tifa had called the others into the girls' room at the inn, the Avalanche leader had come running. Apparently Aerith had just disappeared through a portal, and left no traces whatsoever that she'd been there. It didn't take much time for another to show up, though; whilst the group had begun trying to make theories about what happened, another one of those otherworldly invasions opened up, its target being Barret.

"Shit- what the hell!" The brute yelped as he grabbed onto a table for dear life, though it was at this point that two more portals opened, aiming to swallow his other human companions. Barret was the last of the three to succumb to the portal's influence, helpless to watch the other two disappear before his eyes just before losing his grip and being swallowed up by the void. Thus, the only trace of the Midgar party in the inn was Red XIII, and perhaps not even him, if a portal decided to snatch the lab-rat dog too.

No matter the case, Barret found himself being thrown out of his portal and straight into danger. The first thing he saw when he looked up was an unfamiliar city being swarmed by robots. Not Shinra robots, but definitely still machines. That, and there were explosions everywhere; it sounded like rockets were being hurled around somewhere close, like there was a giant fight going on nearby.

​

"What in the..?" The giant's voice trailed off as he scratched the back of his head out of confusion. He wouldn't get a chance to investigate, since the fight decided to come straight to him. A single robot decided that he was their next target, and approached him with rifle in its hands. The Trilobyte certainly didn't look like they were going to give him a tour of the chaos, so Barret raised his weapon at the perceived threat.

"You really wanna throw down with me?!?!" He growled, just before peppering his victim with a hailstorm of electrified lead. It didn't take too long for the robot to drop, leaving him alone for the time being. At least, until he heard gunshots extremely close, prompting him to go check it out.

In fact, it turns out that Ellie Williams, John Connor, and Bramil were all in the alley nearby. As the latter tried to deal with the Trilobyte threats, five more would come around the corner to engage the enemy...

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG. BOOM.​

...If it weren't for the five explosive shots that found their mark in the reinforcements' backs. With a single Overcharge salvo, four of them were rapidly obliterated, and the last turned around just in time to eat a blast to the face. With this, Barret emerged in the alleyway, spraying his Light Machine Gun at any remaining Trilobytes to Bramil's aid!

"Hey, you missed a few of these bastards!" The gunner declared, not bothering to introduce himself just yet. Only after this invasion was over would he really bother getting names; all that mattered was destroying as many of these robots as possible in his eyes!

 

[TheElenaFisher]

ᗴᒪᒪIᗴ ᗯIᒪᒪIᗩᗰᔕ
• ────── ✾ ────── •
And then the second coolest thing came into the alleyway: a man with a gun for an arm. It was a fucking gun arm, how cool was that?! But she couldn’t focus on that just yet as the man yelling at the other man that was currently protecting her that he had missed a few as he fired at the remaining robots.

Popping up out of cover, she began to aim for the robot’s heads and fired the pistol at them. Hopefully, she’d be able to hit any that were still standing before ducking back down behind the rubble.

FactionGuerrilla , CocoaMarshmallow , Thepotatogod ​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Star Butterfly

Location - Columbus, Ohio
Status - Curious
Condition - Healthy

Star would chuckle lightly in response to Bruce's words, smirking a bit. "Yeah, magic's kinda my thang." She said confidently as she twirled her wand in her hand. She then watched Stanley eat his sandwich with a smile, a sandwich that in fact did not melt his intestines. "I hope you like it! I dunno what your preferences are, so I kiiiinda put everything on there.." She admitted in an awkward manner, before letting out an equally awkward chuckle. And as Stanley bit down into the sub, she would find her words to be correct! Every topping and sauce imaginable, from cheese, to meatballs, to mayo, to mustard, to even pickles and Schezwan sauce were present on the sandwich!

Basically, if it was a food related condiment that could theoretically be placed on a sandwich, Stanley would taste its flavor in his mouth. In junction with the dozens of other flavors, of course.

It didn't take much longer for Stanley to start writing in his handy dandy notebook. Curiously, Star watched him write down the single phrase, and once he was done, she tilted her head to the side a bit.

"Buttons?" She asked in a confused tone as she read out Stanley's singular word. "Like... the kind that you press, or the kind that goes on clothes?"

StaidFoal Yahhah​

 

[CocoaMarshmallow]

• Tokyo
• Columbus
• Las Vegas
• Pittsburgh
• Manhattan
• Amazon Rainforest
• Serengeti National Park
• Rio de Janeiro
• Chicago

• 
  TOKYO
  
  =--=
  
  Leighton and the DDLC
  
  "Well, I am pretty hungry, but-" Eric glances over at Leighton. "-he's not looking too good, so I think we should be finding him someone who can repair him," the Espeon says, unsure if how that's how the robotic Latios works or not. "You guys should go find something to eat. I'll contact you in a bit to see if you've found a good place. Meanwhile, I'll just stay here with him." He looks over to Leighton again. "So, uh- Latios made out of nanobots, huh? That's cool. How can we get your swarm to be... not depleted?"
  
  The word for that is replenished, dumb stupid idiot Espeon.
  
  Monarch381 TheElenaFisher Ciscodog 5cookie
  
  =--=
  
  Sento Kiryu and Hiroki
  
  RE-1 beeps and whistles as Kiryu takes him on a ride fighting Gemini Man. Despite all the moving, the little droid somehow stays attached to Kiryu and is largely enjoying being right next to the action. The compartment containing the seemingly magical serums has closed, but is ready to be popped open again at any time the Rider gets injured. In the heat of the battle, RE-1 notices Hiroki's approach from the streets. Turning back to Kiryu, he beeps to get his attention- this newcomer does have unknown intentions, and the large robot with him is quite offputting (considering Kiryu is already fighting one).
  
  Roxasarass GearBlade654 Thepotatogod
  
  
• 
  COLUMBUS
  
  =--=
  
  Gordon Freeman
  
  Dr. Amos takes a good look at the note. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Gordon. Do you prefer Gordon or Dr. Freeman?"
  
  Before that can be answered, however, Dr. Amos' attention is caught, just like Gordon's, by the news report of an attack in Rio de Janeiro. He looks back at the TV, remaining silent for the entirety of the report. If he could emote, it's impossible to tell if he would. He steps up beside Gordon at the counter, squeezing past an annoyed customer who Gordon had almost spilled the coffee of. The customer was about to go off on a rant, but Amos' presence stopped him, and he just slunk back into his stool and sipped his coffee sadly.
  
  Once the report's over, Amos sighs.
  
  "Sir? Sir... you okay-?" the barista keeps asking Gordon, glancing up at the TV. "Should I change the channel? 'cause... I don't know if I can do that, I think the uh, morning crowd here like this channel... I caught a few st-"
  
  "Forget it. You don't need to," Amos interrupts her. "We were just planning on leaving anyway. Thank you for the thought." The stickman then turns to Gordon. "Well, Dr. Freeman. Rio de Janeiro is under attack. By someone you seem to recognize, no less."
  
  Amos reaches into his lab coat and pulls out an oversized black dagger. He flicks a switch on it, and the gun morphs into a laser gun in his hand, scaring everyone around him out of their wits. The guy who almost got his coffee spilled actually spills it on himself this time as he runs out of the cafe.
  
  Amos, however, has one more pressing question.
  
  "Are we taking action?"
  
  Yamperzzz
  
  
• 
  LAS VEGAS
  
  =--=
  
  Alisa, Takumi, and the Oddball Team
  
  Ren had followed Alisa (and the others, likely) to her house and parked his car wherever he could. His jaw dropped from the moment he stepped out of his vehicle- this place was even more luxurious than some of the MF Ghost members' places! Alisa must've had one heck of an income, but from where?
  
  "I live in an apartment on the south side of Vegas..." Ren mumbles to Alisa as he follows her. "'s kinda nice..."
  
  He's totally jealous.
  
  AlexandraRoseLeclerc GeorgeTownRaja Zamasu
  
  =--=
  
  Grimmjow
  
  FWOOM!
  
  Grimmjow's Gran Rey Cero hits his target seemingly dead-on. The dust kicked up from the attack still has yet to settle, but a dark shape can still be seen through the smoke, and when all the haze finally clears...
  
  Hit stands there with his hands in his pockets, clothes shredded from the attack and wounded, but still standing around as professionally as ever. He must've used his power to narrowly dodge the Gran Ray Cero, but its wide range still caught him. Hit stares at Grimmjow for a moment, and his lips would begin to curl up into a smile as the second part of the fight would commence...
  
  ...only for a voice to interrupt the two.
  
  "Would you two gentlemen mind taking this fight somewhere else?"
  
  A lone police officer stands in the street, leaning against her cruiser. There doesn't seem to be anyone else around.
  
  "You scared everyone away."
  
  SpeedHunters73
  
  =--=
  
  Claire
  
  The guy just sits there smiling and tapping his chair. "Yyyyyep." And he continues sitting there for a while. Saying absolutely nothing. For a long, long while.
  
  Just... sitting there.
  
  Man, this is awkward.
  
  "...can we get a pictur-"
  
  The man's eyes shift over to the front door where a hooded figure enters. They're quite hard to miss- their single glowing green eye and intimidatingly tall build is sure to turn some heads. A very large backpack adorned with several sorts of patches, badges, and other things sits upon its back. It glances around the busy steakhouse, and the various restaurant-goers stare back.
  
  "Does this eatery serve food fit for a Skag?"
  
  NEW NPC!
  
  FL4K
  
  Spoiler: Cascade's Commentary: FL4K

  A robot designed for servitude that- big surprise- developed a want to kill things. And also tame animals! They loves their pets and wants nothing but the best for them, and in turn, they like to murder things for FL4K. What a nice murderous robot, right?
  
  
• 
  PITTSBURGH
  
  Ellie, Barret, and a whole lot of scrap metal
  
  "All in the job, kid," Bramil replies to Ellie. "Let's get going before any more of these-"
  
  Bramil spots the five Trilobyte units and raises his arm to dispose of them, but before he can, a newcomer with a gun for an arm obliterates them! The bounty hunter keeps his gauntlet pointed at him, but nods in approval. He then suddenly aims the gauntlet behind him, and from its barrel comes a large dart with a blinking red light. It hits a Trilobyte unit behind him, and after a brief delay, it explodes, destroying the Trilobyte.
  
  "Thanks for the assist," Bramil says to Barret, watching as Ellie shoots any other remaining Trilobytes. "Nice shooting, kid- now let's get moving." He glances at Barret again. "Planning on tagging along?"
  
  TheElenaFisher FactionGuerrilla Thepotatogod
  
  
• 
  MANHATTAN
  
  Grey, Chance, and Festung
  
  Due to the GM being totally lazy, IG-11's help to the team sort of went undetected back in Vegas. But, oh boy, did he help. He was like a whirlwind down there, his various eyes on his head spinning around to check for targets and near-instantly neutralizing any threat that wasn't cut down by the Guardians. His aim with his blasters was true and deadly whenever it was decided he was needed, and he had politely denied Festung's Sparrow ride, as the nurse/assassin droid had a speeder bike of his own, which was just as fast as a Sparrow.
  
  Now that he's come to Manhattan with the Guardians, he listens to the results of their investigation. Though they failed to rescue the target, IG-11 remains poised and professional as he always is. He chimes in without hesitation when Grey and Chance come to their revelation.
  
  "Based on the designation they have given to themselves, logic dictates that the Fallen require technical knowledge for a device that would allow rapid population growth," he figures. "However, this is likely only a penultimate task. It is possible they lack sufficient population in order to fulfill a primary goal."
  
  Corrosion GearBlade654
  
  =--=
  
  Ryuko
  
  Well, the streets of Manhattan are quite packed this morning. What else could you expect from New York City?
  
  Rimuru takes a glance around to help out Ryuko find something. It seems that there's a lot of people here trying to make money- there are a dozen street vendors every kilometer, selling things from burgers to pancakes to hot dogs to weird stuff from other worlds. That's one way to make an income, but it's probably not the most optimal. Too much competition here in NYC, not much action except dealing with the occasional arsehat. Probably not that much money to make from it, either, plus the paperwork...
  
  Then there's the various 'help wanted' signs on small businesses. Not much of a payout to be found there, but it's easier to get into than street vending. Just a short interview, and then monotonous jobs for months on end for an entire shift and...
  
  ...ay yi yi, who cares about this boring stuff? There's gotta be some job offering more lively here somewhere.
  
  As it turns out, there's a lot of conversations to be heard on these packed streets. It's possible to hear stuff about some 'active criminal underground' around here who are filled with 'crime bosses' who would fetch some 'serious bounties' or, if you're filling a little bit spicier, 'are saying they can pay people more than the bounties are worth if they come and work for them.'
  
  It's a start.
  
  SpeedHunters73
  
  =--=
  
  ( okay i'm taking way too long on this post again i gotta start shortening... i'm so sorry ;; )
  
  Dr. Coomer
  
  Okonomi tilts his head curiously. "You're giving me a free spin...?" This could easily be a way to get him to spend more on just another NYC con artist, but... hey, why not, it's free, right? Besides, if he asks for more money after this, then Okonomi can just say no.
  
  "Sure. I guess I can have another go."
  
  The Raichu puts his paw on the wheel and gives it another good spin. Round and round it goes, and when it stops, it lands on...
  
  ...well, I'll be.
  
  Hello, Winner!
  
  The electric mouse does a double take. "Wait... I won?"
  
  Yamperzzz
  
  =--=
  
  Flynn
  
  Whatever this place is, it has a nice park. It seems so big, with various winding paths and places to stop and enjoy nature- it's like the perfect blend between man-made and natural beauty, even though all of it is pretty much man-made. There's quite a few people around here too. Some are humans, others are... a lot more fantastical. Robots, aliens, talking animals, that kind of stuff.
  
  Kneeling beside one of the park benches is a rather peculiar being. Okay- EVERYONE in this freaking park is peculiar, but the plot demands you need to see this one guy. His single-edge sword, stuck several inches deep into the dirt beside him, glows blue at the edge, and his slender body is covered in this full-body armor that leaves his identity a mystery...
  
  NEW NPC!
  
  ZER0
  
  Spoiler: Cascade's Commentary: Zer0

  So, who is Zer0? He's good at stealth and killing! Haiku's kinda hard.
  
  He's checking a device that's projecting some sort of map, apparently of the city around this park. Maybe he'll have directions or something?
  
  Roxasarass
  
  
• 
  AMAZON RAINFOREST
  
  =--=
  
  Banjo & Kazooie
  
  "Wh- bone breath?" Cres asks, almost offended. "I don't even eat meat! Why would I eat bones?" He breaths into his paw and then sniffs it. "Do I really smell that bad...?"
  
  Well, after that hit to his ego, Crescendo puts down his paw and gets right to business. "Well... about two miles south of here, we saw something on the cameras moving through some brush. It stayed in the leaves, so we couldn't get a good look at it, but there looked like a shape that was about as big as one of the monkey leaders. Somewhat similar shape, too. It could be one of them, or it could be another creature. I was just heading there now for the first leg of the investigation. I'm hoping it's not a dead-end, but we can't be sure until we go there. You willing to check it out with me...?"
  
  thatguyinthestore
  
  
• 
  SERENGETI NATIONAL PARK
  
  Fangtooth and Argus
  
  Umasou had gladly tagged along with Fangtooth, but when Argus had displayed his sheer size and power further, the little Ankylosaurus immediately cowers behind his new guardian. There's only been one other dinosaur that ever made Umasou feel this way... a Big Jaw like his dad, and sort of like Fangtooth over here...
  
  However, this titan apparently isn't aggressive as the one who fought his father was. Apparently, he's willing to listen to Fangtooth, and that's enough for Umasou to come out of hiding.
  
  "Hello," the little Ankylosaurus greets Argus. Compared to him, he's practically an ant! "I'm looking for my dad. He's a Big Jaw. Have you seen him?"
  
  'Big Jaw' might just be this young one's name for a Tyrannosaurus rex. Or anything that looks remotely like one, really.
  
  Yahhah AncientBird
  
  
• 
  RIO DE JANEIRO
  
  Amidst the chaos of the invasion of Rio and the defeat of Brazilian forces, a man had escaped a local jail where he was awaiting transfer to a high-security asylum. It wasn't a major deal, anyway- few places could hold him. This was just a way out that couldn't be blamed entirely on him!
  
  Despite the invasion, this oddly well-dressed man wanders the streets with a blue suit, striped pants, a dapper red hat, and a less fancy pair of running shoes, a cane tucked under his arm. He seems rather entertained by everything that's happening, and even manages to sneak a glance at Saxton Hale and the cameraman being tazed. How fun. Regardless, he continues right along, and will keep doing so until someone stops him...
  
  ...although, even with an army, that may not be the best idea.
  
  Lazaro1505
  
  
• 
  CHICAGO
  
  Abbott
  
  So Abbott's alone while Voss is about to get eaten by two different scary creatures. For some reason, I can't help but think that this isn't the first time something like this happened. Ah well- the younger, cool sailor won't have to be alone for long, as a familiar voice says from behind him...
  
  "Abbott, boyo! This is a nice surprise, isn't it?"
  
  The source of which is none other than-
  
  NEW NPC!
  
  ZANE FLYNT
  
  Spoiler: Cascade's Commentary: Zane Flynt

  Zane's kind of crazy, but he's good with a gun! He's so good that his idea of retirement from being a galactic assassin was vault hunting- that's Pandoran for having a deathwish!
  
  

 

[CocoaMarshmallow]

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[CocoaMarshmallow]

• Rio de Janeiro

• 
  
  RIO DE JANEIRO
  
  After a while of walking around, this calm, dapper man notices something a little peculiar- these people all around him are beginning to look all the same! These supersoldiers, as it seems, are quickly replacing the various lively citizens and police forces around here. Now, how in the world would he sell his candy to people like these? Surely they were a bit more ignorant to his business than the far more intelligent people that used to be. It saddens him so! Perhaps he should see if they're willing to listen to reason?
  
  The man tilts his hat down to cover his face and comes over to one of the Civil Protection.
  
  "Hello there!" he greets cheerily. "You look scary! Scary enough to drive away my customers! And I HATE!" He angrily slams his cane into the ground. "-when people steal away my customers! A business can't survive without customers! Soooooo..." He takes his cane and pokes the Civil Protection officer in the chest. "...I want to know what happened here and speak with the man in charge! That is, if he is a man, ehuhu!"
  
  Lazaro1505
  
  

 

[Lazaro1505]

Rio De Janeiro​

After the unfortunate shocking of the camera crew, the two Civil Protections dragged the two away, well, only Saxton since he was such a large lad, while the Advent Soldier dragged the cameraman, the Officer leading the three away into the dark alley, never to be seen again for now..... but in a different part of town, another event was taking place there.

On a corner of a street, a single Civil Protection Officer was just standing about, his order is to report any strange sightings or evidence of the last pieces of resistance inside the city, but things take a stranger turn as a strange clothed man went and talked to them, apparently owning some sort of store, and is angry at the lack of potential customers due to the civilians either taking cover inside the houses for the time being, or working with the militia to try and be the last form of resistance to he army is going against, and while they have the higher pieces of tech, their lack of knowledge on the areas in Rio and their skill in guerrilla warfare and this stealing of tech from small groups made them a force to not be reckoned with.

But this was just a man with a cane, that proceeded to poke him in the chest with said cane, and wanting to ask for the one in charge. Now, som Combine would quickly loose their temper, but the more experience ones know how to keep their cool, and this one knows what to do. Slowly pushing the cane of their chest, the Civil Protection Officer adjusted their helmet that they can be heard more clearly, as he spook through the radio like mouthpiece in his helmet “If you haven’t noticed by now Individual, the Civilians are too busy hiding inside buildings to stay away from the past 13 hours and the battle that happened. If your in need of customers, wait a few days until everything is settled..... and you’ll be seeing the new leaders soon enough. Any further process of interaction will result in forcible removal from the surrounding area, any points of resistance will be met with shock and detaining...” as he pointed to the right of him with his stun baton, waiting for the man to exit the area.

If he didn’t leave, then he was gonna enjoy what was gonna happen next.
CocoaMarshmallow

 

[CocoaMarshmallow]

• Rio de Janeiro

• 
  
  RIO DE JANEIRO
  
  "'A few days?'" the man repeats in disbelief. "I didn't escape solitary confinement for the 28th time just to be told I need to wait again! And then you have the balls to threaten me about it! Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT, DAMN IT! I'VE GOT A BUSINESS!"
  
  The stranger can be heard taking a breath.
  
  "Ooooh, I lost my temper again! That might be a new record!" he says cheerfully. "Well, an entrepreneur's always gonna run into problems, I guess! I'll get my customers back somehow~ but before I go..."
  
  He raises his gloved hand, and a baseball with an odd red button or light or something appears in his hand. He tilts his hat up, revealing his oversized yellow head with some ridiculously large, goofy eyes.
  
  
  
  "Do you want a jawbreaker?"
  
  Lazaro1505
  
  

 

[Vermin King]

Subject Four



Many different sounds were muffled but they were there and Subject Four knew the intruders were approaching

It would not take long before one of them set foot on his trap

With the loud metallic creak, Subject Four got confirmation of intruders entering his new home

With a loud metallic crash, he was rewarded with the face of one intruder, a human male by the look of him, very old too

Before Subject Four could act he heard

"Voss!"

A human female called out

Those other sounds earlier must be guards, or researchers and this was their alpha

This was a grim position

But his trap was a success, it managed to capture one human

But there was far too many of these intruders, for now stealth was his best option

Subject Four carefully tucked himself into the crevasse of his hive ceiling

Curling up his feeder tendrils and squinting his eyes enough to hide the obvious yellow

For now he would wait and see what these intruders wanted

Remaining motionless Subject Four Tensed each limb ready to pounce should the need arise

Or escape if the odds were against him

Voss.. a name and face he will remember..

CocoaMarshmallow Birb Yamperzzz TheElenaFisher​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Bizarrogirl

”Sweet!” Bizarrogirl says, following in step behind Lara Croft. ”What your name? Me am Bizarrogirl! Me am also Supergirl! Me thinks? Me don't remember.... Me past is confusing! Am me clone of Supergirl? Or clone of Bizarro? Me don't know!”

TheElenaFisher
CocoaMarshmallow ​

 

[Yahhah]

Bruce Banner

Columbus, Ohio.
​

So, Stanley could write. That would be good and useful for communication. Of course the first thing that the odd man had chosen to write was just as confusing as everything else the man had done thus far. The comment on the magic didn't seem to have much effect on the girl so it was just the norm around here he supposed. Bruce took a look at the thing that Stanley had chosen to write down and rubbed his chin in thought about it. "Buttons"? Bruce read aloud the confusion obvious in his voice. He didn't have the slightest idea what Stanley was trying to say. "Would you... Care to elaborate on that"? Bruce asked him.

StaidFoal thatguyinthestore

Fangtooth

Serengeti National Park, Tanzania.
​

Fangtooth almost couldn't believe it when the giant of a creature simply nodded in his direction when he asked whether or not it understood his words. Okay then, well hopefully now he wouldn't end up crushed under those massive feet. He was aware of the little creature hiding behind him as they faced down the sauropod, Fangtooth didn't blame it. If he'd had something bigger to hide behind he would've. He was about to ask the creature about the baby's lost parent when it came forward and asked itself. Fangtooth blinked up at the massive creature not really knowing what to say. The little creature said something about his dad being a big jaw. Fangtooth wasn't sure what that meant, probably some animal with a strong bite. Fangtooth nodded towards the long neck as if to say 'yeah, what he said'.
AncientBird CocoaMarshmallow

 

[GeorgeTownRaja]

Interactions: AlexandraRoseLeclerc Zamasu CocoaMarshmallow

Takumi Fujiwara
​

Takumi is impressed with how the pool looks. He is not interested in going to the pool nor he would be interested in getting wet. However, he is bored with the touring and he wonders if there is a video game console that Alisa might own. A PlayStation could work for him as opposed to the Xbox.

"Hey, do you own a PlayStation?" He asked.

 

[Yamperzzz]

Spoiler: Abbott's CS

Abbott's CS

Abbott was still resting against a brick wall as he rubbed his back... Man, that fall in the dumpster wasn't super graceful... He wished that he didn't land on such a pointy bag, whatever it was full of. He believed his luck never seemed to favor him. But, he'd be proven otherwise. Instead of a ruthless thug greeting him when he first arrived, it was nothing more than...


"ZANE?!"

The sailor turned gangster was incredibly frightened by the sound of another person's voice... Let alone someone so familiar-sounding. He whipped around and assumed a defensive stance. He was shaking like a leaf, but he began to calm down once he saw Zane's face. He rested his palms on his knees to recover from his mini-panic attack.


"... I... huff... I'm sorry, I... huff... Can you give me a little warning next time? ... Hoo... I feel like I'm gonna curl up and die..."

"... What are you doing here? Did... Did I end up in Pandora? God, I hope not... Please, please, PLEASE don't make me do that all over again..."

At this point, Abbott realized how awful he must've looked right now. Of course, he was wearing his nice clothes, but Abbott also fell in a dumpster, so candy wrappers and other pieces of trash stuck onto his clothes. Plus, whatever disgusting fluid came from inside the bin itself was smear across his jacket. It smelled and he hated thinking about what it possibly could be. Abbott dusted off whatever trash he could remove from his body while he continued talking to Zane.


"Hey! So, uh, have you seen Voss? I don't think his outfit changed as much as mine, heh... I think... I think he's running around with two other sailors? I'm sure you know where he is... Right, Zane? I must be close."

CocoaMarshmallow​

 

[AlexandraRoseLeclerc]

Alisa McNish: The Outlaw Racer of Las Vegas

Location: Her House

Mood: Trying to Think about a Party Game with Everyone
Interaction: Takumi ( GeorgeTownRaja ), Oddball Team ( Zamasu ), Ren ( CocoaMarshmallow )

Alisa looked at Takumi asking about she owns an PlayStation, she chuckled right before saying "Heck yeah, you gonna having squads on Warzone or have party games with the rest?? I'll carry you if you suck, Takumi. Just don't get killed in the Gulag or you'll be throwing it, I'm gonna redeploy you all the time." She says that jokingly to Takumi and she then laughed saying "I was joking, man. But I own a PS4 Pro, wanna play??? I have many controllers & games, but don't touch my own controller too." Alisa then walk back to the living room right before she grab her controller & shows the PS4 Pro sitting near the TV for a better connection, she sat down on the couch while trying to search a party game to play with. She looks at everyone hoping they will join also for some bonding with the group.​

 

[LilacMonarch]

Time for introductionssss

Tokyo
CocoaMarshmallow Monarch381

High in the sky of the Toyko area, another one of those rifts appeared briefly, spitting out a few colorful somethings as it did. Just a day in the life of people on Earth now.

One of the somethings was falling toward Leighton and Eric. It appeared to be a small ball of fluff, headed straight for the latter's face!


"AIEEEEEEEEE!"

Better watch out, Espeon boy, or that's gonna hurt!

Las Vegas
CocoaMarshmallow TheElenaFisher

Pop!

...was the sound of a strange blocky, pixelated man inexplicably popping into existence right before Claire's eyes.

He looks around, rotating in place without moving, the way only a video game character could. "This isn't the Nether!"

Amazon
CocoaMarshmallow thatguyinthestore

In the trees above Crecendo, Banjo and Kazooie, something glowing a blue-white glides with a huge feather in through the canopy.



They then drop down and gracefully land on a branch. For the moment, they seemed to just be watching.

Manhattan
CocoaMarshmallow Yamperzzz

A white wolf walks up to Okonomi and Dr. Coomer as if it belonged there.

"Woof!" She barks like a dog and looks at them intently. She doesn't seem hostile.​