Tier Five was according to gossip that he had heard on Tier One, one of the most lawless areas. The place was not well kept, and it was like the Empire had abandoned the place. Since Jack needed to grow more skilled at the manipulation, and use of Omnilium such a place was the ideal place to begin his practice. In addition, he needed to hone his will so that it was sharper than a sword and could cut his opponents down to size. His opponents in this case being the Sinestro Corps. As he was now, Jack knew he didn't stand a chance. The decayed city reminded him of some of the areas back home. People didn't care enough to attempt to repair the place, or rather, wouldn't waste their time doing so. Unlike them, Jack planned to do more for the people of this tier. Jack planned on making this tier shine, and make it great once more. Obviously to do that, he was going to need replacement limbs for himself because he couldn't do much without his hands. Using his tongue to push buttons had gotten old, and gotten old fast. 

The lawlessness of the Tier was going to work in his favor. Likely laws would not be as strongly enforced here, which gave the young Ex Lantern a bit of lee way when it came to training himself up so that he could be ready. Preparation was half the battle after all. Waltzing through the ruined streets, Jack noticed the stripped vehicles,  and the broken down doors. Walls that had Graffiti of various gangs on it were also observed by him. Tier Five was not a place for the faint of heart. And yet, for now, until he could consider himself ready to elevate his status, it would be what he called home. Law and Order needed to come back to this part of Coruscant and he was going to bring it back himself. To do so, he was going to need his hands back. 

No, he was going to need something more powerful than his limbs. His limbs had been fleshy, and weak. What he needed were limbs that were not as easy to cut off of him. Amputation had not been a fun activity that he had experienced. Fortunately she had knocked him unconscious, but that was the only kindness she had shown. His hands still surged with pain when he merely thought of what had been done. The psychological trauma of such was going to take a while for him to heal from. This was one of the reasons he was not engaging the Sinestro Corps in any form of combat yet. 

Another reason was that he didn't have the skills that he needed. Unlike previously he was not going to go into a battle half-cocked. Learning more about the enemy he was going to face was going to be essential. Yet even before he could do any of that, Jack was going to have the experience he needed to face off with the Sinestro Corps. 

Entering a run down, roach infested apartment building, Jack talked with the owner. 

"If I protect you from the protection racket, can I stay here?" asked Jack. 

"Why would you want to stay here?" asked the owner. 

"It's a fixer-upper, and a place where I can begin my preparations." 

"Alright. I'll charge you a tennis ball sized chunk of Omnilium, and then you're the new owner of the place." 

Jack handed over the Omnilium, and smiled. While not an ideal place to live, this would be the start of something grand. The start of his preparations to create the Green Lanterns in the Omniverse. Through his power the Green Lanterns would exist,  and he would be the rising star of the Omniverse. A symbol of Hope, for the citizens of Coruscant that lived on this Tier. Sure the place needed a lot of repairs before it would be 'fit for human habitation' but he could do those repairs himself. And once he had done the repairs he would have a place where he could stay free of charge. Granted, this was the best place for what he needed, given the circumstances that he was going to have to deal with.

He slept for several months and still felt upset about what happened. The trauma he went through was no laughing matter. Normally he'd shrug it off - but something about the fight with the evil tree... shocked him to the very core of his being.

Another haunted dream. He was alone, on an Iceberg floating towards the open sea, away from all the loved ones. As he tried to yell for help - he was silent yet he put all his force into it. He then turned around after a hand dropped onto his shoulder. It was the man who raised Ice Bear - Yuri - but he opened his eyes, and fire was in them.

"You failed Yuri!"

Ice Bear woke up screaming. His brothers rushed to his aid, hearing his screams. Panda quickly arrived.

"Grizz! He's having another nightmare!"

"Oh no, calm down bro, we got you, we got you!"

Ice Bear was rolling back and forth screaming.

"He's locked in... quick, get Dan and Bob!" Grizz said, trying to hold Ice Bear down.

Panda opened the door with haste, screaming for the bear couple who were working in the yard. The two came over quickly. The saw Ice Bear rolling all around, screaming for mercy. Dan quickly picked up Ice Bear, holding him tight in a restraining move, and Bob splashed water on Ice Bear's face. Ice Bear blinked and looked around.

"Ice Bear... had nightmare."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Panda was reluctant to approach Ice Bear, but he felt like he needed to say something for Ice Bear's sake.

"Bro, you... you need to see someone about this... we can only help so much."

Grizz was shocked. Panda of all people rarely goes to other people for help... so if Panda thought that, it must be serious.

Ice Bear just slumped his head in shame.

Bob and Dan stood by.

Grizz finally said his mind.

"Look, bro, we know you're scared. We're scared too - ever since that fight with the tree, you've been traumatized. There's no shame in getting professional help over this. We don't want you to suffer anymore."

Dan and Bob nodded.

Bob went over to Ice Bear. "Look, you need to see someone. I can give you the name of a therapist. His name is Jeffery, he handles crisis situations."

Ice Bear shrugged. He really didn't want to appear weak... he felt seeking help would make him weak. However... he was all ready weak. He hadn't performed his duties in a long time. Guu had given him a referral for counseling, thinking he could handle it... he shrugged it off... but now, he needed it.

A knock on the door was heard. Panda went to the door and opened it. It was Rina, the ninja friend Ice Bear had made.

"He still having bad days, huh?" Rina said, looking concerned.

Ice Bear looked down and started crying.

"Oh no, I didn't mean to make you cry! I... I just... I'm worried about you Ice Bear. You never come by... and... I miss you. I want you back..." She started crying... she rarely cried, so it was serious.

Ice Bear had made one of his best friends cry. At least, that's how he viewed it. He decided to take the referral paper and he walked out the door, turning towards his friends.

"Where does Ice Bear go?"

Darkness has never been a problem for Rose. As a cave-dwelling scorpion, she was accustomed to the blackness. As a member of the Takusen, she was beyond used to being in pure silence as a much stronger personality is speaking.

The endless abyss started before the pure white being appeared…

It began far long ago with Akumu when he silenced Lilith and dominated Evan. Akumu's blankets of charm and praise served to consume her will with his own. The day he succeeded was the day this all began. It happened wahen he cut her individuality and personal thoughts strait out of her head. She, of course, didn’t fight him, but Lilith did. And for her struggles, she found nothing but pain.

Pain.

That’s right, she was fighting with Dellindis. He’d been much faster than her, everyone was. What she had was… What did she have?

“Friends.” Evan appeared beside her. He had light sandy-brown hair, always styled fashionably up in short spikes. His high collar leather vest was decorative in rune-like swirls, over his crisp white shirt with poofy sleeves. The same sleeves that billowed as he took one hand from behind his back and pointed a bejeweled hand towards the creature in the center of the area. “He is talking to you, Rose. Best to listen.” He had a bitterness to his smile, but as if he knew his place he remained polite, only it was forced.

Quote:“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”

Omni hands you a glimmering orb in which all the colors of the rainbow coalesce. “This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most.'

Quote:“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn.'

Quote:“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”

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I messed up on a log entry recently while using an incorrect link for approval on a power-up that I was purchasing. This here is the correct link I meant to use.

Graham Mask (1500)
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Is it ok if someone could edit my recent log entry since it appears that there is no edit option?

Sorry for the long delay, basically my departure was unplanned.

Basically I had alot of ups and downs, and I had to move out of my mom's place into my own and lost yet another loved one. I am ready to come back, can I have Ice Bear unarchived?

Yo so between the time I left about 2 years ago and now I've managed to identify something about myself that was a huge contributing factor to my leaving and the actions that surrounded my departure.

I absolutely was having HUGE amounts of anxiety. I was irritable, frantic, my thoughts raced, and felt like I was just holding on with a white knuckle grip.

I've realized that I've been having anxiety attacks like, most of my life. They generally express as high aggression and volatility, but also spiraling thoughts, and when shit got real real bad and under the right conditions I would totally shut down and have catatonic anxiety attacks where I would stop moving completely and just stare for long periods of time.

I was absolutely having an anxiety attack pretty much the entire time surrounding my departure. I fucking lost my shit. Every little thing felt like an attack, and I lashed out socially and through my actions on the site. Like, it's not an excuse, but it's what happened.

The reason I bring this up is because now that I know how to identify my anxiety, I'm noticing that being in competition again I'm feeling it pretty much ALL THE TIME. I'm not terribly worried about my fights, not really. I don't mind if I win or lose, I'm here to have fun.

And it IS FUN!! It's been fun. I love being back on the site, talking to people, interacting, and even really enjoying the competition itself! It's all really positive shit. And yet, despite all that, there's this low level of anxiety, edging in all the goddamn time.

I have learned a ton of coping mechanisms, I've learned how to handle my feelings in positive healthy ways. I know how to deroll now. But it still stacks up.

The reason I bring this up isn't for like, sympathy or anything like that. I have real world resources for that.

Instead, I just kinda want to point out that I notice a lot of the symptoms that I feel in others, especially in those that are competing in this year's DA, and I see it reflected in some of the behaviors of people in the past.

Beings that we're a community, and we're largely all friends (out at least trying to be), I just wanted to create a space to like, support each other and be chill. Especially the co competitors.

Competition can bring out some nasty gross stuff in all of us, and I just want you dudes to know I wanna help ya out and that I'm not here to be a dick about numbers or writing. We're here to have fun, and y'all my friends.

Of course, the line for Coruscant was two miles long and each person tool five hours to finally get all of their documents scanned. It felt like months had passed before Chloe was finally up next. She unmasked herself from her stylized hood, reavealing her dark skin. Large decorative spray spots and colors covering most one side of the jacket, her dark leggings reflected the same design.

"Name?"

"Chloe Mattews"

"Reason for visit?"

"I live here dammit."

"Present your Coruscant ID."

"Ugh, just here."

She presented a small chip to the officer, who waved for one of the stormtroopers to retrieve it.

"Check for malware and such before doing a full scan."

"Will do."

A few minutes later they came back with her chip.

"Everything in order, please proceed."

"Finally, dipshits."

The officer leered at Chloe as she passed through the scanners, the green lights going off as she was finally allowed into the city. Security was always so tight over here, especially since fresh Primes had a way with barging in and fucking shit up. Just last year some guys came through and they sent a whole marine squad after them. That aside, Chloe continued through the streets, already mapping out the route to the library. Within her backpack she revealed a small hoverboard, throwing it on the ground before zipping her pack back up and swining it back over her shoulder. Now woth the agility of her board, she weaved in and out of the streets as she followed her gps, pulling up info on her dataverse device about recent events. It had been a while since she had returned home, especially to her studio in tier three.

Soon she found herself at her destination and flipped her board up, skipping to a walk and snatching her board out of the air. She walked up the steps of the library and walked inside, the cool refreshing air greeting her. As much as she visited this place, it wasn't out oflove for books. At least, not all these shitty ones that the empire approved, but for the more niche 'books' that she could find from fellow 'readers'. Only here would you be able to publicly talk about certain things without arousing suspcion. Well, in the legal sense.


Chloe stuffed her board back into her bag as she walked about, looking around for wherever those she would looking for were gathering. It was different every time. They had to make it look like chance meetings, and they mostly were, which helped stave off any peering eyes and librarians. That Rex guy seemed pretty paranoid about it sometimes.

Eventually, wandering through the aisles, she found herself a small group.

"Hey guys, reading some good stuff?" She asked the question with a smirk and a nod hoping this was the right place.

"Yeah, some lesser known authors if you're interested." One of the group responded with a flat tone, giving Chloe a look to see if she knew what she was doing.

"Sign me up, need to add a bit to my own personal library, right? Maybe I can give you some recommendations of my own."

Many from the group nodded, acknowledging the undertone in her voice, making a space for her to sit with them.

"So how about we start with this one..."

discovered this fantasy themed gem last night. anyone else play this?

In honor of Dante's Abyss, I'm hosting yet another raffle! This time you'll be guessing a number between 1 and 1776; you may guess the same number as someone else.

There will be TWO WINNERS! The prizes are $20 or $30 of Steam merch of your choice. The user closest to the correct number will, of course, receive the bigger prize. If the grand winners happen to both guess the same number, they will each get $30 of Steam merch.

To enter, you must do TWO things:

1) Post in this thread with your ONE (1) guess.

2) Go to the Omniverse's Facebook page. Like/Follow the page and also share it. [Note: You don't have to provide proof that you've done this and I understand that not everyone has a Facebook account. I'd just really, really appreciate it if you shared our page!]

I will announce the winners on July 16th! You will receive a PM if you win; please redeem the code as soon as possible.