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Karla: Diamond City
With the Minutemen preparing to mobilise, Karla began to skip around the town looking for others to recruit. She still had the caps in her pocket, and figured she might as well spend them.
She hummed a tune as she skipped towards a few stalls, going past Drake and paying him no mind at first.


She looked over her shoulder at him, giving him a playful wink as she started window shopping.

"I need a gun." Karla said with a grin "Something that makes a kaboom sound."
She brought her hands together and started to make explosion sounds like an excited child
"Like a Fat Man?" The merchant asked
"A what now?"
"Nuke launcher." He explained with a sigh

Karla's eyes widened like a kid at Christmas and squealed like a tween meeting a member of a boyband

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"Sell me that thing and I will personally take you round the back of your shop and have the most intense sex you will ever experience." Karla said, grabbing Rodriguez by the collar and pulling him to her face.

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The Minutemen allowed Dallas inside the city, taking his mannerisms and talk of the US as his unstable mercenary personality. They merely rolled their eyes and brought him towards Preston.

"Not sure if he's a merc or not sir, but he seems to be on our side. Was ranting about Vortex being a threat to the United States." One of the Minutemen explained
"Is he an Enclave soldier or something?" Preston asked, a suspicious look in his eyes
"Don't think so. Look at the tech he has. I don't think he's from our universe."

Preston turned towards Dallas and scanned him up and down with his eyes
"What's your name?" He asked

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Dallas Grove: Diamond City
Interacting with Characters.

Dallas did the same, scanning Preston with his eyes before responding. "Ah, so that's why you fellas are improperly dressed, you all must be Harlem Hellfighters, never knew it was a mixed regiment thought it was only, you know what nevermind. My name is Dallas Grove, Sgt. Dallas Grove of the 6th Marine Regiment or better known as the US Trench raiders." Dallas said as he wiped his face, he looked around noting that the place was quite a dump. "Okay I got three questions as of now i'd like to know if you'd so kindly oblige, who are you?, who or what is this Vortex?, and why did you build a fortified slum in a baseball stadium?" Dallas asked, and though he may have appeared to be joking he wasn't.
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If Drake were to look he would clearly see the distinguishing WW1 Uniform with what appeared to be salvaged gear from dead German Soldiers. "In my time I have only fought Jerry on the rhine, never fought no 'Vortex' out in the desert though, are they Ottoman?" he asked in his final question, gear still lowered but he was ready to strike if necessary. He decided to put his gas mask back on along with his recolored pickelhaube, just so he wouldn't lose them or no one would try to steal them.
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RACHEL ALUCARD = METRO-GOTHAM

"Very well, Ms. Hero..."
Rachel smiled as she already knew Lucina was worthy of the task that lies ahead... but the vampire was indeed bored out of her mind and a nice sparing session with the Future Witness would prove to be most entertaining.

As Lucina charged at Rachel, the vampire simply used the wings that adorned her dress and flew upwards to dodge the incoming attack.
"How bold of you... Such a quick opening strike remind me of someone I've met long ago," Rachel spoke as she looked down at Lucina, "But I wonder if you share his speed as well?" Suddenly Rachel grabbed her bat familiar, Gii, and tossed him at Lucina...
Rahcel also summoned Gothic lightning rods adorned with Bat-like wings around the area they battled.

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Caesar finished his tea. He'd be working on two projects now. "Of course Mahatma, the beast army is my top priority of course. In fact as soon as the greenhouse is done being built I can use the SAD I have now to make about a dozen potential SMILEs from whatever fruit bearing plants India grows. But I can also give you some rather deadly gas based weapons." Caesar explained to Gandhi. He'd actually not checked the progress of the greenhouse and could only hope the other scientists were working to their fullest potential on it.

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Lucina: Metro-Gotham

Rachel was much faster than Lucina had initially thought. She knew something was off about this girl, but being able to fly?

"A... Dragon?"

That was what Lucina thought, but there was no time to figure out Rachel's origins as she stopped short used her sword to counter Gii which sent the red bat flying elsewhere towards the lightning rods. Realizing that she was entrapped in some sort of lightning fence, Lucina knew that Rachel wasn't about to let her escape so easily.

"You're more powerful than I thought... But you will not stop me!"

The young princess then took a daring leap in the air and took another strike at the vampire. It was risky, but Lucina wouldn't just stand by.

"Ha!!"

Little did Lucina know that the brand on her hand was dimly glowing.

"Hmmm... Interesting..."

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Nathan Drake: Diamond City
Taking a closer look at the group, Nate noticed that one of them, the guy that kept talking about vortexes, was wearing an old suit.

"Wait... Isn't that a German uniform? The hell...?"

If his knowledge of history was correct, that was a salvaged World War I uniform and the gas mask definitely came from the same era. The last time he saw something like that was when he was on the trail of finding the hidden treasure of Sir Francis Drake. So, why was that guy wearing an old uniform like that? This just kept getting stranger with every moment and it only gets stranger.

Just then, a red-skinned woman passed him giving him a wink. Drake simply looked at the woman in bewilderment, but then smiled and raised his hand.

"Sorry... Already spoken for."

He was being an asshole, yes. But, in truth, he was trying to hide the idea that he was confused beyond belief. He did, however, liked how the woman carried herself.

He leaned against the building and crossed his arms, smirking at the demon woman, "Don't you think a nuke is a bit too over the top?"

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Karla: Diamond City
Two of the Minutemen looked at each other before looking back at Dallas in confusion.
"It's a long story." Preston explained "But I need to ask you something first. What year do you think it is?"

Karla looked back at Drake, loosening her grip on Rodriguez's shirt.
"I'm only getting one." She explained with an almost cartoonish shrug "And besides, I'm gonna need it for what me and my...Buddies are up against. I'm talking a robot army run by a pissy fifteen year old...Or an AI who thinks he's a pissy fifteen year old."
She shrugged again "Either way, I'm gonna need firepower."

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Harley Quinn: Mos Eisley
Harleen skipped into the cantina, her head held high but still on the lookout for trouble. According to Babs, or Batgirl as she liked to be called...Or Oracle. It depended on what day of the week it was, there had been a sighting of a known criminal. It was a good place to hide, considering that Mos Eisley was a hive of scum and villainy.

"Holy crap, I'm in Star Wars." Harleen gasped, speaking under her breath "When do I get my own lightsaber?"
She scanned the interior of the cantina, keeping a lookout for the criminal or at least any indication of him.
Her attention was drawn towards Chloe as the music started to play.

There was no doubt that even in the cantina, the girl stood out but she wasn't who Harleen was looking for. She continued to scan the cantina, seeing an alien woman dressed in green. From her body language, Harleen could tell that the woman was reserved and shy, at least while facing a giant rock creature.

The kind of woman who wouldn't get noticed in a crowd.
Harleen sauntered over, letting her arms swing by her sides as he walked up to the alien with a smile on his face.

"Hiya. I'm lookin' for somebody." She said to both the aliens "Ya mind helpin' a gal out?"

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Dallas Grove: Diamond City
Learning the truth.

Dallas cocked his head at Preston, an eyebrow raised within his gasmask. "What do you mean? Of course the last time I checked it was December 15th, 1918. was a cold day at best. Tell you what shit got really bad in those trenches when the cold kicked in, especially if the mud hadn't dried or worse got on ya. It was like living in an icebox. Why do you ask?" Dallas rambled. His heart picked up the pace as his grip tightened around his shotgun, he gulped from anxiety. Dallas knew something seemed off, so when they inquired the date he knew that this had to be a cementing factor of his fears or his relief. The sun had not beat down on him this hard until now, he felt weak in the knees hoping this was some sick and well elaborated joke.
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Rachel Alucard = Metro-Gotham

The Vampire could not help but smile as Lucina charged at her, "Giving away your attack, how sloppy..." Rachel dropped down from the sky to dodge Lucina's attack, "But I suppose it cannot be helped."

Nago morphed into a cannon and aimed at Lucina who was still up and above, "Now let's see how you handle this..."
Nago in his cannon form fired a cannon ball skywards at Lucina, how the princess handles this would determine if she is truly worthy of Rachel's notice.
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Batman
Metro-Gotham


Batman had to admit, he was slightly relieved that Snart was willing to work with them after he had made his little offer. Bruce still didn't trust him, but he felt it only fair to reveal what he knew about Crane. Not to mention it would make Captain Cold more of an asset if he knew what they were fighting against. "Jonathan Crane was an accomplished psycho-therapist and neuro-scientist. He's fascinated by fear, and thus created a toxin that creates the illusion of your worst fears coming to life. His colleges didn't take kindly to his inhumane experiments, so they blacklisted him. He dons the persona of the Scarecrow as a way of seeking revenge."

Batman stepped forward slightly, looking at both of his unlikely allies. "I have antidotes to his toxin prepared, but if I can't get to you, it will be up to you to overcome your own fears."

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Ash Williams
New York


"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Ash shouted, clinging to the debris with his good hand for dear life. "COME ON!!!! NOT AGAIN!!!!" Behind Ash was a large, dark blue portal, indiscriminately sucking everything inside of it without any regard for what was evil and what wasn't. How did things go south so fast? Well, using the Necronomicon as a coaster for his drink seemed like a good idea at the time...several decapitated deadites later, and this was the result. Ash was now once again up shit creek without a paddle and had no means of escape. Ash's grip began to weaken more and more until the debris he was holding onto finally broke, causing Ash to fly screaming into the portal behind him.

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"OOF!" Ash grunted as he landed hard onto the concrete floor beneath him. The demon hunter slowly got to his feet, placing his left hand to his head, his chainsaw powered off, yet still dripping blood. "Ugh...my head..." He muttered, giving himself a patdown with his left hand to get his bearings. Once he was certain that he was still on one piece, he looked around, and audibly groaned when he noticed that damn book sitting at his feet.

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"Ugh...can't you ever piss off?" Ash whined, picking up the book of the dead and hooking it back to his belt. He had no idea why he kept this thing around for all the grief it's caused him. Maybe he secretly craved it? Maybe it was to keep anyone else from using it? More than likely, it was because Ash still has no idea how to destroy it and thus has to keep it around with him until he can. The demon hunter looked around, starting to realize that the portal had spat him out somewhere in New York City... "Ash Takes Manhattan, huh? I like the sound of that..." Ash muttered to himself with a grin. Just then he noticed something strange flying overhead...a woman? Whoever she was, Ash certainly wanted to get acquainted with her. And then figure out where he was. Priorities. "Excuse me?" Ash asked, licking his hand and using it to style his messy black hair. "If I said that you were one bad lookin' babe, would you hold it against me?" He asked, flashing her a charming, toothy grin, hoping she wouldn't notice his tattered clothes and chainsaw. Something didn't seem right about her, however...she seemed vaguely...demonic...eh, one thing at a time. Maybe he could get her number and she'd turn out alright.

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Above Gladius: Defence Fleet
As the battle between the ships above Gladis-1 took place, the fleet started to close in. At the front was a ship similar to a Star Destroyer, with Blockade Runners and Asari ships at it's side. Twelve cruisers that looked like a Man Of War covered in a bubbles of oxygen floated to the side, each of them closing in on the ships. Also surrounding the battle was a Galactica class ship that started to deploy fighters.

On the deck of the Star Destroyer, an Imperial officer approached the bridge, speaking into a hologram.

"The ships are distracted, too busy fighting each other to notice us." He asked "What are your orders?"
"Try hailing them one more time. We may have given them a chance but we could use the ships." A cold voice replied "Patch me through."
"Of course, sir."

Every ship engaged in the fighting was immediately hailed, with the bridge of each ship being filled with a giant hologram.
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"Your infighting is pointless." Thrawn began, speaking in a clear and cold tone "The true enemy is a force that threatens us all, it does not care for your history, your philosophy, or your art...If you do not surrender, my men will destroy your ships. We have you surrounded, we outnumber you and I am familiar with each ship. My men know where to hit them. You will not survive."

He paused, allowing a moment for his words to sink in.
"However, if you surrender your forces to the Gladius defence fleet and stand down, I promise that all of you will live and we can focus our efforts on the true enemy."

Thrawn kept the hologram active, and waited for a reply while more and more ships flew into the fray, surrounding the battle and waiting for a signal.

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Indian Empire
The Lord of India frowned slightly as Caesar mentioned chemical weapons.
"I have seen what chemical weapons can do to civilisations." He said in a grim tone "Before the darkness consumed my planet, we had abolished the use of them."

He stood up from his chair and looked at a painting of an elephant that had been hung up in the room.
"Times have changed, Caesar. It is time I change with them. I will do what I must to defend this Empire." Ghandi explained grimly "However, I must ask that you be careful with chemical weapons." He said, turning his head to face Caesar

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Captain Cold: Metro-Gotham
"Well why don't you hand over some of that antidote?" Snart asked "If you would be so kind? I don't intend on fighting an army of killer clowns when potato sack gasses me." He added with cold sarcasm, turning to his two unlikely allies and starting to walk towards the Asylum.

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Jolie: Metro-Gotham
Leading Adam and the Mannequin out of the sewers after a few minutes of walking, Jolie made her way into a nearby alleyway where she knelt down and examined a small chalk marking on one of the walls. It was in the shape of a chicken.

"We're close." She explained, her voice a soft yet direct whisper "We just need to keep low and we might actually survive tonight."

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SEBASTIAN CASTELLANOS - METRO-GOTHAM

"Listen, I appreciate the offer but as long as he's hooked to STEM those antidotes won't do us a lot of good," Sebastian said he then looked over to Arkham and sighed, it's going to be a long night before they could get there... Sebastian doesn't know how much power Scarecrow has in STEM but he knew the mad man would not let the group anywhere near him.
"Let's get going then, we've got a city to save." Sebastian said as he pulled out his revolver and marched on ahead.
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While Preston had been dealing with Karla mainly, Snake had been dealing with other things. Mostly preparing his men for the battle at hand.
All of them were armed with at the very least their own hand-held grenade launchers, and all of them had explosives of some kind. Many had tracking rocket launchers.

They slowly began to fly in their own vehicles outside the city, mainly tanks, APCs, and their bipedal Walker Gears. All of Diamond Dogs had been fielded with Battle Dress, their own engineered armor that allowed for the ability to survive prolonged heavy fire.
However, Snake was worried. He had worries that the creatures of the wasteland could take a toll on them as the progressed.

So, a few choppers pulled away to scout the route.
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Asriel hadn't left his area. He was still in the Morgue....but.....hidden. He had hidden under the Coroner's desk, and had moved the chair to complete the ensemble. He was still a kid, so he was scared for his life, hearing all the fighting going on.

"Do you think we can get out of here....alive?"
He whispered to Mark's little tiny box Tim.
"I haven't heard Mark."

The boy began to wonder if he'd live to see the next day at this rate.
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Chica had taken cover in the same hiding place, with Tim sitting on her back.
The police officers had charged upstairs as the sounds of gunfire and screaming filled the station, leaving the three of them and the coroner himself behind.
The coroner, upon making sure that the gang was hidden had jumped into a locker and shut the door.

The gunfire started to die down as it reached the top of the stairs and a large crash was heard. The battered and blood-covered body of the Police Chief was thrown into the room, with his revolver hitting one of the tables. He locked eyes with Asriel and, with panic in his eyes as he started to crawl towards his revolver.

Heavy footsteps could be heard as a large shape moved into position, making it's way through the door and into position above the Chief. He grabbed the revolver but the monster stood on his hand and grabbed the Chief by the hair, pulling his head up and moving it's blade towards his throat.

"What the hell do you people want?!" The Chief cried

From Asriel's hiding place, he wouldn't be able to get a good view of the monster's face, only of it's legs which appeared to be human wearing tattered blue jeans and of the one-handed blade it clutched in one hand.
The Chief looked over at Asriel and shot him a reassuring smile as the monster prepared to slit his throat.

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Senshi and Shimazu: Rush Valley
Helping/Interacting

Along the hallways of the station, talks and yells like "halt" could be hear, quickly followed by screams along with the sounds of metal cutting flesh. Finally a gunshot broke out only for it to be silenced. In the quiet of the hall something made a noise. It sounded like wood knocking on the floor. If the monster were to look from the door he would find a tall, glowing samurai figure with a bluish aura, walk in the doorway, it was Shimazu. Shimazu looked at the dead chief, before looking back at the monster with torn jeans, "Anata no sagi ga kōmyōdattaga, ima watashi wa saigo no warai o motte imasu. (Your fraud was successful, but now I have the last laugh.)" He spoke loud enough for the party hiding under the morgue slab to hear. He sheathed his No-Dachi before unsheathing his two smaller Katanas, he knew he had not the space for such a large yet glorious weapon. "He will be avenged," Shimazu said in a raspy and unfeeling voice. This monster, who or whatever it was, would feel the might Shimazu oh so desperately wanted to unleash on the fat beast Mark had told him to retreat from. The Mad Queen The Mad Queen Sleek Sleek
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Asriel froze, like a deer in headlights.
He wanted to help, but knew that so much as a slap from the thing would kill him.

The boy tried to stay silent as much as possible, but wasn't doing a good job, letting out quiet, but shaking breaths. He hugged himself, scared to hell.
What could he do? He couldn't.....
Unless.....the man died. If he died....Asriel could take his soul.....

He hated himself for it, but he saw no other way. Maybe killing this thing would cleanse his soul of the filth he felt was corroding it.
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Batman
Metro-Gotham

"Take them anyway." Batman insisted, handing two small vials to Sebastian and Snart. "Better to be prepared." He said as he began to follow his allies toward the asylum, switching on his cowl's thermal vision to see if there were any kind of guards or security measures.

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D.Va and Infected Magnus: New York
The Abomination was pushed back as blow after blow from Joskue's stand impacted against it's body. Not being able to see the stand, the monster flailed around wildly.
It roared at Joskue and started to run towards him, with the blows slowing it down just about enough to keep Joskue out of The Abomination's reach.

It was struck with sonic blasts from the Meka and pushed back further
"Hop on!" D.Va shouted "This thing doesn't have seatbelts so you'll need to hold on tight!"
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The infected Magnus pushed his way forwards, swinging his axe for the Scotsman's head while other symbiotes pushed past Magnus, aiming their blows for the girl's protecting the valves.
Gunshots ran out as the SHIELD soldiers Magnus had been accompanying arrived and made their way towards the valve controls.

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Captain Cold: Metro-Gotham
Taking the vial in hand, Snart examined it closely before pocketing it. He nodded at Batman at sat next to him to scope out the area.
"Don't worry." He told Batman "I know what you hero types think about killing. If there's any security, I can switch this baby to stun." He reassured, patting Batman on one of his shoulders

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Markiplier: Rush Valley
With the Chief still smiling at Asriel, the blade sliced his throat open and the monster dropped his lifeless body. With the Chief dead, the coroner let out a gasp of horror, causing the monster to turn around. He began to march towards the locker and pulled the door open, preparing to strike down the frightened coroner.

The monster turned away as Shimazu challenged him, raising his machete.
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Mark jumped through a window and ran down an empty street as Gluttony followed, charging after him with his mouth wide open. He turned and fired a shot from both his pistol and flare gun simultaneously, burning some of the flesh off of the Homunculus and managing to slow it down.

"This is bad! This is bad! This is bad!" He cried, speaking in a fast-paced and panicked tone "Why did I think this was a good idea!? This was a horrible idea!"

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Josuke Higashikata
New York


While Josuke was holding his own quite well against the beast, he couldn't keep it up for much longer. They needed to retreat and retreat fast. He looked up at D.Va, who insisted he hopped onto her mech. Without any options, Crazy Diamond looked down at the ground. "DO-RA!!" It shouted, pounding the ground with enough force to send Josuke flying up in the air. He grabbed onto one of the mech's fins, holding tightly as he lay down on the roof of the cockpit. "Get us outta here!" He shouted, looking down at her through the wind screen.

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Asriel crawled out from under the desk, kneeling next to the Chief's corpse.
A faint glow emanated from Asriel's corner then, yellowish gold. Nobody besides him would know what it meant, as he lightly picked up the heart-shaped soul that manifested in front of him.

Justice. How.....fitting.

Everyone in the room would be blinded for a split second, as another monster would stand up and face Jason.
"Get away from them."

A voice warned, as the haze cleared. Shimazu would then recognize....
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"Howdy. My name is Asriel Dreemurr. Take a moment. Soak it in."
The monster licked his lips and laughed as a prismatic saber formed in his other hand, its soft glow blending in with Asriel's luminescient robes and fur.
"It'll be the last thing you'll hear."


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Markiplier: Rush Valley
Jason tilted his head to the side at Asriel's new form, studying it for a few mere seconds before bringing the machete down and going straight for Asriel's forehead.
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Mark continued running, going down another street. He came face to face with a citizen pushing a cart full of cabbages.
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Thinking quickly, Mark kicked the cart in Gluttony's path, grabbing the citizen by the shoulders and running. He fired his flare gun at the cart, causing it to burst into flames.
"My cabbages!" The merchant cried
"I just saved your life!" Mark shouted "Forget about the cabbages!"

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Mos Eisley
Korg & Peter Quill

"Star-Lord?" Korg repeated. "Well an Earthling named Star-Lord may be a bit of stretch, but I think I've got you covered. A Star-Lord is over there! Hey Peter! Somebody is here to see you! Oh, he's not awake." The Kronan waved towards Peter Quill, who would be asleep in a booth, head first on the table. If it hadn't been a bar, he would've seemed dead. "Wow, what a small world this is." Korg crossed his arms, feeling quite of accomplished of himself that the person he just met also happened to be needed by another person he just met. Speaking of which~
"Oh, and i'm Korg. Just another Kronan though don't work, I'm nothing like my friends." He'd smile.
Another humanoid woman approached Korg.
"Looking for somebody? Is he an Earthling by the name Star-Lord?" Korg asked, a bit smug considering she wasn't the first person to ask Korg a question regarding someone in the bar, and a bit curious to see if the two ladies were somehow connected.

"Ugggh.." Peter's Walkman would still be playing "We Got the Beat" by the Runaways, though the battery was dangerously low to be kept on, so the song was slowed down and a lot deeper.
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Beyond the Wall
Ben Solo & Captain Phasma


The Wendigo charged towards Ben, who in return had been doing the same. The two opposing forces clashed: the Wendigo's claws torn a huge claw mark across Ren's shirt, resulting in an angered cry of pain. Though before the Wendigo could do anymore damage, Kylo Ren's crossguard sliced through the chest of the beast. It took a few steps back, processing the pain as it all sunk in.
Ben raised his saber once again, ready to finish the monster, but a silver spear sliced through the Wendigo's weaken chest, twirled, and pulled out. Kylo Ren stepped to the side as the force behind the Wendigo kicked the large body into the snowy rock surface. Before the creature could stand back up, Ren's lightsaber landed straight into its skull.
"I was informed you required assistance, sir." The savage warrior from Parnassos grimly informed. Captain Phasma's short blonde hair and oddly fragile face was soon covered up by her silver helmet of dominance.
"The shuttle. Is it ready?" Ben asked, looking up from the dead creature towards Phasma.
"Yes."
"Good. I'm tired of this savage land." Ben marched into the blizzard, Phasma following straight behind. "Search for any surviving troopers~" Ben leaned forward and grabbed his black cape. He snipped it back onto his shoulders and continued to speak. "~Kill them. Prepare my shuttle once you're done~" He'd lean down again and grab his helmet. Cleaning it off, Ren put the mask over his head and looked directly at Captain Phasma. "~And set a course back to the Fleet."
"It will be done, sir." Kylo Ren's loyal guard and friend replied, turning around and walking into the storm. Ben looked at the dead Wendigo. He tilted his head to the side, and then looked up at the blizzard. Kylo Ren turned and marched towards the shuttle. In the distance, his command shuttle's lights glowed in the storm.
If there was something Kylo Ren liked about Phasma, it was that she always got the job done quick.



Seoul-Don
Nightcrawler & Rey


*POOT!*
The smell of brimstone filled the cyberpunk alleyway as Kurt Wagner landed out of nowhere. A few glances would be shared, though Kurt's appearance didn't seem too taboo compared to the rest of the residents of Seoul-Don.
"This place is amazing! I have never seen such a civilized land full of different kinds of species!" The Nightcrawler, well, crawled across a building exterior, in amazement of the city of Seoul-Don. The closest he had ever seen to this place was the Savage Lands, though it was nobody as near as perfect as Seoul-Don.
*BAMF!*
Now on top of a street lamp, Kurt looked down at the residents casually minding their own business. He found it astonishing that, when the entire multiverse is threatened by a mysterious force of darkness, these people just live their normal lives, not the tiniest bit concerned or even aware of such events.
Jumping down, Nightcrawler's tail grabbed an apple from a vendor and chomped on it as he walked down the busy streets of Seoul-Don. Perhaps after this apple, he'll go out looking for adventure. Until then, the scenery was very well appreciated.
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Below Seoul-Don...
Rey looked left to right. Running across a large clearing of a street, the young scavenger searched for a map. She didn't know how she ended up in this...cave? Whatever this place was, she wanted out. Looking the other way, Rey bumped into a robot by mistake. The robot turned around, looking down at the teen.

"WATCH YOURSELF, FLESH." The robot began to turn back to his friends until he noticed the metal device linked to Rey's belt. "FLESH. HAND ME YOUR SPARE METAL AS AN APOLOGY." The robot demanded. Rey took a step back.
"What? No, you can't have that. Maybe I can gi~"

"WHY?" It interrupted.
"Because it's special." Rey replied, not exactly sure the robot knew what a Lightsaber was.

"PRECISELY THE REASON I WANT IT. GIVE ME..THE METAL." The robot took a few steps forward, crossing any forms of personal space between the two. It's metal hand reached down at Rey's belt, though the scavenger swiped back before he could take it. "GIVE IT. GIVE IT. GIVE IT." The robot attempted to grab Rey and continued to walk forward, forcing her to take more steps back. Soon, the two were in the clearing. The robot then snatched the lightsaber from Rey's belt and stopped. He turned around and walked away. Taking off her staff from her shoulder, Rey charged at the robot, knowing it wouldn't be safe in the mindless robot's grasp.
"Give it back!" Rey smacked the robot with her staff, though it didn't seem to impact the robot at all. The robot stood a foot taller than her, and three times as wide as her, so trying to take the lightsaber back from him was impossible. Though...
Rey held her arm out and yelled at the robot. He would turn around, giving the "Tired of this shit" expression to the young Jedi. The lightsaber flew out of his grasp and into Rey's palm. Giving a smug look at the robot, Rey dashed away, too fast for the robot to keep up with. As she ran, Rey hoped she wouldn't bump into the robot again.
(Open for interaction.)



Above Gladius
Poe Dameron (& BB-8)


Far off from the current space battle, a First Order Finalizer (Mentioned in Ren's Introduction Post) would be under attack. From the distance, the Finalizer would look like it was randomly creating small explosions on its surface, though with close inspection, one X-Wing would be attacking the Finalizer.

...

"Alright BB-8, we got this. We've taken on Dreadnaughts before. This should be no problem." Poe explained, feeling a bit over confident. The BB Unit stored behind him responded back, it's beeps sounding more concerned rather usual. "So what we had bombers on that Dreadnaught, it was still bigger than a Finalizer.." The X-Wing Pilot exclaimed. "...WHICH means this should be easier. C'mon, lighten up pal. This'll be a piece of cake." He thrusted forward full speed, twirling through the maze of walls inside the Finalizer. Several TIE Fighters chased after him, though they couldn't match the quick reflexes of the Resistance's greatest pilot.

...

"What is going on down there..!?" Grand Admiral Jerrux exclaimed, looking down the main bridge window at the body of the Finalizer.
"I don't know sir, but our casualty chart seems to be gradually rising." An Officer replied.
"So?"
"He...is the only person attacking us sir."
"Ugh...where is Kylo Ren right now!? We could use him as of right now!" Admiral Jerrux cried out, the entire bridge command looking up at him. Suddenly, the First Order's attacker flew across the window, shocking the entire bridge command. Jerrux jumped in panic as the X-Wing nearly hit them all but flew around and shot down some more turrets.

"Currently boarding his TIE Silencer." A dominating presence filled the room as Captain Phasma entered the bridge. "I do hope you have everything under control, Admiral Jerrux. It would be very shameful not too right now, considering the threat level currently." Phasma questioned, looking out of the bridge window.

...

"Woo! That was a close one!" Poe laughed as he continued to crash TIE Fighters and blow up the Finalizer's defenses. A red hologram suddenly appeared on Poe's cockpit controls. Ben Solo's face appeared, looking up at Dameron.
"Poe Dameron. Pleasant meeting you again. It's a shame I didn't kill you back when I had the chance. Sure would've made things a lot EASIER..." Kylo Ren's anger stood out like a pick at the end.
"Kylo Ren, huh? Or was it...Ben Solo? General Leia told me a lot about you." Poe grinned, seeming to interact with Ben while still dominating the TIEs. "Solo, huh? Most be embarrassing. For you, that is. Personally, I think being Han Solo's son would've been badass! Right, BB-8?" Poe laughed back at BB-8, who chirped in response. "Didn't you hate the guy? Man, you sure missed out." Poe shot a TIE ahead of him, which landed on the top of the bridge and took out the inner lights of the Finalizer. "Oops...there goes out the lights." He'd smirk after his sarcastic remark. "Hey Kylo, your shade of red looks a bit more...dark red than usual. Have you been sitting there listening to me this entire time instead of flying? Not quite the responsible thing to do, don't you think? Your fleet is being taken out by a single pilot. Do something! I insist.."

The hologram shut off and Kylo sat in silence inside his Silencer. For a brief moment, he did nothing. "Shut up!" Ben cried out, hitting the controls of his TIE Silencer in anger. Turning on his TIE, Kylo Ren zoomed out of the hangar and into the vast abyss of space to confront his newfound arch nemesis.
 
Scarlet Witch - Mos Eisley

"An Earthling, in this place ? Is he a friend with the Alien bug lady, and the living rock ? Hmm, Interesting.", The human looks very drunk wonder how much of these junk beer he had drank before. Wanda then tried to use the device on her ear but all she can hear was static. "Comm Links still down, Looks like I need to approach them."

Wanda stand up from her seat, open her hoodie, and walk towards the the earthling, the bug like lady, The Kronan Alien and the clown like lady that approaching them. "Hello, did any of you seen a hammer weilding man named Thor lately ?"

demdo_demi demdo_demi Fran DeArc Fran DeArc
 
Asriel would summon a second saber as he brought them up in an X formation to lock Jason's blade with his own. Asriel was strong, very much so. His sabers also bit into the blade like a cancer, eating away at it as he took a step forward.

"Do you know what I've learned, from all of the crimes I've committed?
Monsters come in many forms.
But often times....
It takes a Monster to kill a Monster. Not that it matters to you."

Asriel then finished with a scowl of disdain, reminded of Chara's rampant hatred.
He needed to get Jason away from here, fast, so he quickly twisted so the blades suddenly let go and sent Jason forward with his own momentum.
The Mad Queen The Mad Queen Morbuskid Morbuskid
 
Metro Gotham

-Stella-

Stella was walking amongst the streets of MetroGotham, looking for a place to find answers. That arena she's been to didn't really provide any sort of information she needs, so she would probably need to look through the entire city. But where to start?

((I RETURN! OPEN FOR INTERACTION))

Seoul Don, Below
-Izuku Midoriya-
demdo_demi demdo_demi (Rey)

Izuku finds himself fast asleep in an alleyway, away from the combat that he was before. Just what happened to him? It feels as if he keeps fainting in the past couple of days...Hell, he might even be asleep for days! Even so, Izuku stands up, brushing the dust off his costume. He appeared to be in a...Cave of some sort. An inhabited one at that. With a gulp, he takes a moment of surveying what's ahead before walking forward, seeing if there's anything dangerous around here that would threaten the citizens of this area...Wherever this is. As Izuku turned from a building, something totally cliche happened that even he was somewhat surprised; He walked straight into another person, the collision knocking them both down.

"Ow ow ow..." Izuku rubbed his head due to him being knocked down, soon looking to see who he bumped into; A young, seemingly foreign girl clad in a cream outfit of some sort. She seemed to be holding on to something as well. "Ah, s-sorry!" He apologized, standing up. "Are you okay, ma'am?" He asked, offering to help the young woman. It was his fault after all.
 

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