The Cape [Multi-Fandom Sandbox RP]




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    Jak:
    Daxter:


    The eco warrior turned to Daxter, who was being petted like a cat by Onyx "Ahhhhhhhh, baby, yess.. MORE!"

    "I think i might sta- OW! JAKKKKKKKK!"

    Jak growled at the ottsel "MISSION, NOW...". Somehow the eco warrior was annoyed he missed the call for a possible mission.

    But now was the time.

    Jakkk- OUFFFF!"

    Jak didn't want to hear Daxter's complaining as he loaded up his morph gun and all the ammo it needed.

    He had all the gun mods and a heck of a load of eco with him.

    The eco warrior ran toward the mission briefing with the ottsel in tow on his shoulder.

    Daxter looked up, seeing Arthur from the shooting range "Hey, what's he doin' here?!"

    Jak nodded over to the cowboy, "Nice shooting. What we dealing with here?"

    Something called Xenomorphs?"

    After he got in battle, Jak stared down everyone trying to fight the creepy creatures as the eco warrior closed his eyes and his eyes turned     light blue.

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    Light Jak used the opportunity to let Daxter flamethrow one of the Xenomorphs as Light Jak took the air. The translucent creature led the Xenomorph through the air while Daxter kept flamethrowing the creature.




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    “Go fish.” The dark haired man she was playing with responded easily, moving the cards in his hand around as so they fit how he liked. Hearts, Spades, Diamonds, Clubs. He cared a little less about the numbers matching up. He called this ‘Hard Mode’. The woman sighed and slapped her hand down on the deck, pulling off the top card.

    Next to her was a brunette in a beanie, typing away on her computer as he music drummed in her ear buds. She barely skipped a beat as she typed, though every now and then she’d have to stare a little bit harder at the screen like something small was out of place. She’d fix it quickly and go back to her fluid typing.

    A man with dark blonde hair sat next to her, an arm resting on the seat behind her as he read his book, his blue eyes scanning the page easily. Nothing interesting to the others, but something he particularly liked. Complications: A Surgeon's Notes on an Imperfect Science.

    Across from those four, in another booth, was a lighter blonde haired male who was also reading a book, The Elegant Universe, that he found more interesting than his counterparts probably would have. Normally, he and the other blonde male would discuss their books, but today was a quiet and easy day and they were leaving the noise to the two playing cards.

    A man with a bald shaved head sat next to the blond reading about Quantum Theory, he also had a deck of cards, deciding to take the solo route and play an easy and quick game of solitaire.

    In one of the solo chairs away from the others, sat a woman with long black hair. She wore leather gloves and a brown leather jacket rested on the back of the chair as typed a few words, scrolled, typed a few more words. It was tedious work, keeping up with all of the smaller projects that she and her colleagues had put together throughout the multiverse, but their tech savvy brunette was busy with something else as the raven haired woman preferred the job to be done than hanging around to pile up.

    The aircraft that they were on was...well, rather large. The main floor of the craft had the cockpit, in which a single, pixie haired pilot controlled everything with the help of the system that she and her beanie wearing friend had created, with three different fail safe systems that would catch anything that she missed on her own. The cockpit led into the large common room area that everyone else was hanging out in now. The common room had two large semi-circle booths with light blue padding surrounding two crescent moon tables. Each booth was big enough to hold ten people, easy, but they all liked to spread out at times. There was an array of seating though, a sofa and love seat in front of a T.V. in the corner to the right, four smaller tables with four seats around them off to the left, and two large, cushioned solo chairs that sat behind each both. They were comfortable and good for naps on lazy days.

    The common room area extended out into a hallway. Off of the hallway was a decently sized kitchen, and fifteen different bed rooms. Eight of those bedrooms were custom designed, the others were for whomever got picked up along the way. Each of the extra bedrooms had two beds each and were not meant for long term living, noticed by the lack of decoration. The second floor of the aircraft held a lab, a medical wing, a wooden floored room with mirrored walls, an armory, a small metal room, and a small garage or work-type area that held a few vehicles but nothing too grand
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With the rest of the team, was another member. Unlike their more uniform gear, the fourth member was dressed in their own special gear. The ribbed armor, plus the specially made helmet, of which all had status lights online all over the body, not to mention the lit-up "visor", of which was just a circular opening in the otherwise nondescript helmet's face, made her stick out like a sore thumb. She had stayed silent throughout all of the flight, since she wasn't really all that acquainted with them.

With the opening of the hatch, came her following the group. Unlike their straight to the point landing, she chose a nearby rooftop. Her landing was a little rougher on her, making her wince as she landed hard and felt a lance of pain come up through her ankle. With a loud and sharp curse through the team freq,she then announced her arrival.

"On site, providing overwatch, over. Will stand-by and make sure none get through the perimeter."

She said, quickly. With a practiced hand, she readied the railgun she carried for action, syncing the sight with her helmet's HUD to make sure that she got the most out of her weapon. A few switches flicked, and a miniturized SABOT loaded later, she was ready to go. As if to announce to everyone outside she meant business, she targeted the first Xenomorph she could find. Unlike the other sniper's more professional headshot, she aimed for the center of the creature. The round tore through it, blowing it in half. With her powerful optics, she noted the acidic blood immediately.

"Be advised, unknown hostiles are volatile. Do NOT let any fluid touch you. It won't be pretty if you do."

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SPARK-001, designation Praetorian​
Kostya "Deadbolt" Novikov​
Status: OK​
Status: Focused​
Actions: Taunting​
Actions: Picking Off Vultures​
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"Get away from that station, you freaks."
Novikov snarled underneath his breath as he brought Jaeger to bear against one of the Vultures on the roof of the police station. Within seconds, the Vulture toppled over from a well-placed gauss round to the back. The sharpshooter took note of the new sniper, and raised an eyebrow at the results.
"Noted. I'll go ahead and presume that's something hazmat teams are going to have to take care of."
Novikov swiveled his rifle to bear on another Vulture, and blasted its head off shortly afterwards.
"I'm doing my best to send those winged mistakes back to alien hell, but the second I'm spotted this pistol isn't going to do much against a dashing Warrior. Praetorian, is Ruin here yet?"
It wasn't just the new sniper that Novikov took note of. The cowboy-Arthur, was it?-well, Praetorian wasn't exaggerating his skill with a revolver. And that kid with the fire wasn't doing a bad job.
Novikov was focusing on another Vulture's head when Praetorian spoke.
"SPARK unit Ruin is deploying now."
Praetorian's Elerium Phase-Cannon momentarily stopped, as its auditory sensors registered one of its allies request that someone get the creatures away from the police station, the place where innocents were holding out.
"Request to draw enemy attention has been noted. Initiating taunt subprotocols."
Praetorian set its systems to make as much noise as possible, before its Elerium Phase-Cannon started back up. This time, a loud screech was heard as the Phase-Cannon resumed spitting plasma at the Warriors near the station.
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It was at this point Ruin, veteran of the Cobblepot/Zant incident, made his entrance via exiting the portal used to enter the field.
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"SPARK unit Ruin, here under direct order from XCOM."
The red and orange SPARK looked slightly different from Praetorian if one were ignore the coloring-the pauldrons and the knee guards were slightly more pronounced, and the torso looked more... simple, for lack of a better word. And while Praetorian's Phase-Cannon was glowing green, Ruin's Phase-Cannon was glowing a faint shade of red.
Ruin wasted no time in opening fire on the nearest Warrior, and it was instantly clear why the Phase-Cannon was glowing red. The Warrior, upon being hit with red plasma rays, immediately burst into flames.
"Dragon rounds! XCOM finally came to their senses and actually decided to give the hulking robot something to shoot E.T. with! And I must say, it's actually quite pretty."
Another plasma burst saw the Warrior fall.
"And unlike my inferior counterpart, makes things burn!"

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  • “Wait a minute,we got acid-bleeders on the loose now!?”

    Prompto exclaimed in horror. They were all notified of the presences of Xeno-s who actually now have acid as blood,which is something which would potentially turn the tide of the battle against them. Ignis nodded as he threw several Fire-Casted-Daggers at an incoming Vulture.

    “If what she said was true then we'll need to be more cautious with the form of weapons we use against them. Blunt force could be a little more recommended for the rest of our task.”

    “A little problematic for Noct don't you think? He's always using the sword most of the time.”

    Gladiolus remarked out of Noctis' earshot. Taking notice of the comment,Dante,who had taken down the last warrior around him,walked towards the other three of the Chocobros,one half of the Cavaliere rested on his shoulder while the other was still left with its blades stuck into the ground.

    “Well,if that was the case,we could probably leave it to the special shooters to fill 'em up till they drop. Like him for one.”

    The Demon Hunter pointed behind him. Nero,whose Devil Breaker equipped was now a different one as opposed to the red "hoverboard" he has used,had placed the Red Queen on his back.

    Sparks formed around his current Devil Breaker before he brought it behind him as if pulling back for a devastating punch. A bright circle then formed around his "not-actually-prosthetic" arm,which had segregated slightly into eight parts of the shape. The glowing from it seem to be growing more intense.

    “Let's give them a little taste of the GOOD SHIT!”

    The wave-motion arm-cannon fired an intense beam of ray towards the warriors and vultures within reach and sight around him (luckily not hitting his own allies unintentionally). After a few seconds,the arm overheated and deactivated the wave-cannon.

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    Sheathing Yamato as there weren't much hostile activities around him,Vergil subtly shook his head disapprovingly to having to hear his...son,swearing.

    “Why didn't it dawn upon my foolish brother to teach my son against profanity while I was inactive....?”

    With several numbers of Vultures and Warriors taken care of,Noctis landed back onto the ground as opposed to staying airborne while Kazer,on the other hand,had Arena form into some crystalline wings behind his back,allowing him to take off into the air to have a bird's eye-view.

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Armoury

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"Hup hup, everyone, hup hup!"

A youthful-looking, sloppily-dressed girl commanded what appeared to be a troop of cartoonish chicks and cartoonish fat cats carrying armour-plated crates and boxes into the armoury.

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"Come on, this place has the best food. The faster we move, the faster we can chow down... oh, that one goes there... and that goes there...."

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"Laffey, you're not actually here to work, are you?" what is assumed to be the girls' friend, physically older in appearance, speaks to her as she lifts heavy creates with her bare two hands, "you're one of the fleet's strongest Destroyers, if you pitch in, we'll all do this faster!"

"Well, I'm giving directions, that counts for something, right Javelin?" this 'Laffey' says as she chugs down what can be intepreted as a bottle of alcohol.​
 
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Makoto Yuki

Makoto was resting in his bed waiting for the dark hour to begin. He counted the minutes as they went by. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He took his headphones off and pulled his phone out. An unknown number? The message he received told him to go to one of the nearby back alleys. It seemed suspicious, but he didn’t care. He didn’t care about most things. He put his headphones back on and turned the volume all the way up. He stood up and headed out of his dorm room. He didn’t bother telling the others where he was going. Eventually he made it to his destination and waited for someone to arrive. Eventually he noticed a man. The man introduced himself as Phil. Makoto stared at him blankly as he explained everything. He simply nodded and said. “Understood.” Makoto agreed to join this organization for the time being. He was still a part of S.E.E.S. but would just be going away for now. He quickly send an email to Mitsuru simply saying he would be out of town for a bit. Maybe this whole ordeal would help him figure out how to stop the dark hour, but deep down he just wanted something to prevent him from being bored. As he was taken to the facility he stood around at the main hallway staring at everything. He thought that this might just be fun after all.

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Makoto

Makoto stares at Naofumi for a bit. He turned his music down a bit and spoke. “Makoto Yuki. Leader of S.E.E.S.” He didn’t really have much else to say. He stared at Naofumi’s shield for a bit. He checked his holster to make sure his evoker was still there. He nodded as he felt it and turned his music back up continuing to stare at Naofumi to see if he had anything else to say.

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Makoto

Makoto continued to stare at Naofumi as he asked another question. Makoto was feeling rather hungry. He never even noticed that it wasn’t 11:46 at night anymore. He nodded his head at the idea of lunch. “Where?”

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Makoto

Makoto nodded. He had plenty of yen, but he was sure they wouldn’t really take it here anyway. He took his headphones off. He didn’t know the layout of this place very well yet so he turned to Naofumi. “Lead the way.”

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Makoto

Makoto stopped eating as Naofumi asked his question. He gave his usual short answer. “I was asked to.” The normal comment made him think. He began to wonder if the dark hour even happened here and if not could he use his persona? He just hoped that this wasn’t boring and continues to eat his food.

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Makoto

Makoto doubted that Naofumi knew what a persona was. Makoto didn’t really feel like explaining what it was either. He reached for his holster before placing his evoker down on the table.
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“I can use a Persona.”

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Onyx yelped, pulling her hand away from the surprisingly soft fur. As they left, she muttered darkly to herself. "I feel so violated." Her wings twitched in agitation and she could feel the hoodie clinging to them as she sweated. It was so much warmer in here than where she was living. She sighed, pushing up off the couch. Her stomach grumbled and she started towards the kitchen. On the way, she peeled off her hoodie, smacking into someone in the process. She swore wildly, her dark grey leather-like wings stretching to balance her. "Sorry. Sorry. I really gotta keep an eye out for where I'm going. But again, I'm not used to living with people." She brushed her hair out of her eyes, noting that it was now a tangled mess, sticking up everywhere. "Ya ok?"
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Makoto was suddenly bumped by someone. He looked up to see that it was some kind of girl with wings. It reminded him of a persona. When she asked if he was ok he gave his usual simple response. “Yes. You?”

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Onyx quickly folded her wings against her back, noting the glances at them. "I've been worse. But I'm not hurt from the bump if that's what you mean." Hearing the man speak caused her to jump, hand reaching to where her knife usually hung, but stopping halfway as she remembered that she had given it up. She smiled, a thin, strained smile. "I... Sure... I mean, if I can? I just... Uh... Food?" With that, she barely waits for an answer before she leaves and piles a plate full. All the sweet fruit a fruit bat could want, two bacon cheeseburgers, and, for kicks and giggles, a handful of chocolate covered crickets from a bag in her hoodie pocket. She sits, draping her hoodie across the chair back and pops a piece of mango in her mouth. She turns to the one she bumped. "So.... I'm Onyx. Pleasure to run you over."
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Makoto

Before the girl sat down Makoto turned his music up and put his headphones on. Once she came back he turned them down, but he kept the headphones on. “Makoto Yuki.” He put his evoker back into his holster. He turned away and continues to eat while turning his music back up.

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"A Legendary Hero? That's funny!" A voice said.

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A girl would be the one who said it, a young looking girl at that, maybe 13-14 years of age? She had a friendly smile, one that was warm and inviting, but there was something off about the aura she gave off.

"So what brings you here to this place Mr Naofumi? I'm sorry I kind of eavesdropped, but then again, I like hearing stuff about other peoples lives and such."

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"A queen? You continue to be humorous! I like it!" The girl replied, before correcting Naofumi about what she was. "I sadly am not of royalty, and I have no reason to anger anyone the enjoys using shields. I am in fact a warrior, a warrior who fights in order to gain something."

After being asked who she was, she closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly clockwise, still smiling. "My name is Alter Ego! And before you ask, I would be happy to tag along with you!"

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Makoto

Makoto saw that Naofumi was speaking to him. He also noticed that the new girl was joining them as well. Makoto turned his music down and took his headphones off. He answered Naofumi’s question with a very simple “Huh?” It appeared that Makoto’s music was too loud.

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Onyx nodded, acknowledging the answer. She picked at her food, suddenly not hungry. "Supposed to be?" She managed to get the words out, soft and barely audible, though his question made her bristle, she couldn't find any hostility in his voice. Annoyance, maybe. He probably wasn't used to not getting answers. "Aside from the obvious? I'm an ok fighter, I guess." She looked up sharply at the newcomer, falling silent, listening. Nodding at the question directed her way, she took a giant bite of her remaining burger. She was studying them, gauging how much she could trust them. "Why the hell not. Would be nice to have someone other than myself watching my back." Her quiet voice grew slightly stronger as she spoke, though it stayed quiet.
 
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