His hands had been amputated by a woman who he thought of as completely, and totally insane. Okay, she was more than just insane. She was a sadist, and a psychopath, probably. If that was the kind of members the Sinestro Corps wanted, Jack was definitely rethinking his plan of ever going to the Endless Dunes in an attempt to get information on the rings. Muttering obscenities as he trekked through the Omniverse handless, Jack realized he had a lot of work to do. For starters, he was going to need an alternative to the limbs he had once had. They were not good enough for his intended purpose,  and could not protect him should the need arise to do so. Jack was going to take his weak and frail body and mold it into a living weapon, a weapon the likes of which that insane Sinestro Corps Swordswoman would not see coming, and would be her downfall. It would be a fatal answer to what she had done to him, and her brutality she likely practiced across the Omniverse. 

She made him boiling over with an emotion he had felt whenever Vince had bullied Rafael, or Miko. An emotion he had felt whenever the Decepticons had harassed humanity. An emotion Jack tried to bury deep within himself, and make certain could never see the light of day, for it was a darker emotion. A darker emotion he could use, to make sure he won. Now that he no longer possessed his limbs, Jack felt flood gates within him fill to the brim with a lava like feeling. It was something threatening to consume him unless he let it loose. Perhaps it was time he stopped playing nice with the citizens of the Omniverse, and showed them just how vicious someone who had been pushed to their limit could be. 

While he had never been briefed about the Emotional Spectrum, or much else when he had received the ring, Jack had done some research upon arriving in the Omniverse. There were multiple emotions, not just the Green Light of Will, or it's counterpart, the Yellow Light of Fear. There were many other colors that one could harness. Red was the color of Rage, and hatred. Given form it was one of the most powerful, but also the most dangerous. Blue was the light of Hope. Of course hope had died within Jack when his hands had been brutally removed from his body. Indigo was the light of compassion. Compassion was not something he had any of for the woman who had removed his limbs. Green was the light of will, and he was not sure his will was up to snuff. Orange was the light of Avarice, or Greed, and Jack was by no means a greedy person. 


White was the light of life, and Jack wasn't sure he fit it. Pink was the light of love, and again, there was no one Jack loved in the Omniverse. Arcee was just a replica he had created using Omnilium, and he knew that much. All in all there was only one emotion suitable to helping him with his long term goal of eventual revenge on the Sinestro Corps. It was an emotion that in other circumstances he'd have never considered using. However, here and now there was no one to pull him back from the brink unlike back home, and so Jack had no qualms about what he was going to do, when he got a set of hands.

Mickey Mouse held out the piece of paper to the man at the door. “Heya, Fella, I think this is where we’re supposed to be?”

The doorman glanced at the sheet before slowly nodding his head. “Yea, just inside,” he declared as he leaned forward on his stool and pushed the door ajar. “They’re waiting for you, I think.”

With Yu Kanda trailing him by a few paces, Mickey Mouse entered what was essentially a chubby hallway. As he progressed, he glanced in and noticed that all the doors led into oversized closets packed with costumes, accessories, and wigs. “Neato,” the mouse muttered as the pair of primes reached the door at the end of the hallway.

On the other side of the door was a massive stage, complete with lights and seats and a crew of people skittering around to move parts of the set. The production crew seemed to be bickering about lights, and the director seemed indifferent to the whole thing. At the sound of the door, he glanced over and nodded his head. “All right, people, we’re going to start shortly,” that declaration caused the ant-like collection of stage crew to scurry faster.

Before Mickey and Yu Kanda had a chance to ask questions of the whole situation, a massive, bald-headed man strode over to them. He thrust a hand the size of the mouse’s face toward him and flashed the fourth most charismatic grin in the Omniverse. “Hey there, ‘Fella’,” he boomed as he Mickey slowly extended his hand. “I’m the Rock, and it’s great to be working with you.” He added before unintentionally smashing Mickey’s fingers in the process of shaking hands. “Who’s the jabroni?”

Yu Kanda furrowed his brow, unsure what the words or the tone meant. “I am Kanda, Exorcist and Guard Captain of Nippur.” He extended his hand and received his own digit-crushing shake from the actor-slash-wrestler.

“Yu ready to eat some pie?” The large man inquired with a grin.

The exorcist tilted his head. “Are… is that why we’re here?” He asked as he glanced around. “I’m usually a pretty bare bones person… Meat, mostly.”

The Rock’s eyes light up as he stifled a laugh. “Meat, you say?”

“Yes?” Kanda replied tentatively as he looked down at the mouse. Why was Mickey trying not to laugh?

Dwayne walked over and put an arm around Kanda’s shoulder. “I got something you’ll like, trust me.” He said as he led the pair over to the stage.

“What’s that?”

“Strudel. Specifically, the Peoples' Strudel. You seem like the type who loves the Peoples' strudel.”

Yu furrowed his brow. “I guess I’ll try anything once.” He muttered as Dwayne stifled another snicker.

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You have no post limit and no post order.

Cell took a moment to admire the destruction, even if it was only a recreation of some place he’d never heard of.

“There they are,” Ricter muttered as he pointed a finger toward the pair of women.

Clad in blue jumpsuits and sporting various Pepsi-themed imagery, Pepsi-Whirda and Pepsi-Yuuka strode through the ankle-deep slosh as they walked up from the shallows.

“Do I have to?” Pepsi-Whirda asked, eliciting a scowl from her partner.

“Yes.”

Pepsi-Whirda scowled as she unscrewed the cap on the plastic bottle and took a long swig from the contents.  After a refreshing ahh, she turned and glanced at nothing in particular up in the sky.

“Nothing helps more before a fight than a refreshing Pepsi!”  She even flashed a smile before turning her face to Pepsi-Yuuka and scowling harshly.

“Excellent job,” the other spokeswoman-slash-mascot remarked as they turned their focus to their adversaries.  

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“Bilgewater: A Memoriam” – A recreation of Bilgwater’s town square.  Roughly 6 square city blocks filled with the classical, Pirate-esque architecture as it was before the whole place was overrun by monsters.  Enjoy the cobblestone streets: The lovely, wooden facades, and the stench of rum and unwashed pirates!

Stipulation: Free, uh, pirate equipment.

“This is the same place.” Zedd grumbled as he looked around the arena.  Larger, sure… but it was the same damn platform.  The only difference was the stadium-style seating around them.

“It’s different,” Violet corrected him.  “Architecture is also a different style,” she remarked as she pointed with her knife toward a building that housed the backstage area.

Zedd glared over at his companion and was ready to point out the obvious when he saw the little piece of jewelry dangling from her ear.  “You went and bought ear decoration?”  He scoffed as Violet reached up to touch the little gold orb.  “Idiot.”  He muttered as she gestured at the side of his head.  

“You have one mounted on the side of your stupid metal head,” she growled as Zedd reached up and poked the tiny gold orb.  “Why do these things look…”

In a flash of light, Zedd and Violet were pulled together and ceased to exist.

A moment later, what stood in their place was neither one of them but terrifying combination of them both.

Across the platform, an equally unnerving fusion of Cerise and Gildarts stood waiting for the gong to sound.

Instead, Karl’s voice flooded the arena.  “Based this off some fun tech from Coruscant.  Mine’s better, obviously.  Enjoy!”

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“Potara’d” – The Fight Area is a larger version of the stage used in the previous, Dante’s Abyss: Budokai area. A picture is included. Unlike that smaller version, this fight concludes with knockout only, and players may rampage around the entire structure if they please.

Stipulation: Both fighters are fused for the duration of the fight, “DBZ-style”. Details on that will be PM’d.

Image: https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/ulti...0513033806

The Queen of Blades scowled as she squinted in the near dark.

Her partner, who noticed the other woman’s behavior, held out a device.  “To see in the low-light and darkness, I’m pretty sure,” Bandit said before she snatched her own pair of goggles and slipped them over her head.  “You look greener than normal,” the warrior woman smirked as something caught her attention.  “Oh, look at that!”  She rushed over and picked up a massive mining pick from the ground and smacked the wooden shaft against her palm a few times.  “Sturdy.”

Elsewhere in the mining complex, Sasuke and Serraph appeared from the teleportation center.  After a few moments, the arrancar slipped on a pair of goggles and offered another set to his companion.  “They help… this darkness is weird.  Supernatural, maybe.”

Sasuke shook his head.  He couldn’t see naturally, but he had other ways to see and sense the environment.  “I think I’m good,” he whispered as he tried to focus through the sound of leaking water and creaking wood for any telltale signs of their adversary.  “Stay on your toes, we won’t be alone long.”

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Underground Brawl – This fight takes place inside a mine.  There are still traces of white minerals and powders from when it was used.  The Fight Area consists of about 2000 square feet of tunnels and a few wider areas.  Everything is illuminated by incandescent bulbs hanging from the ceiling.  A few areas are leaching water, which implies some degree of being condemned.  Everyone who goes into this fight area is equipped with an indestructible ‘hopper’, granting them Teleportation (Basic), to prevent anyone from being trapped by collapsing tunnels.  Everyone also receives indestructible night vision goggles, which allow a prime to see in the dark.

Stipulation:  Special bonus equipment.  Mining equipment available.

Skeletor scowled. Something smelled unpleasant.

“Foul creature,” he groaned as he looked down at the horse. Behind him and his companion, a small armory sat, filled with equipment for stabbing and hacking one’s opposition. “Why are we trapped on these beasts of burden?” He growled as he shifted atop the horse.

“Entertainment?” Kuzuru smirked as he looked across the rolling fields at the other structure.

Before that building, the pair of Broly and Amber found themselves having a similar conversation.

“Weapons are nice,” Broly muttered as he picked the lance from the side of his horses. He jabbed the weapon at the ground and nodded his head.

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“Medieval Times” – The Fight Area is a 1 square mile field ripped straight from Camelot (not literally, of course… we don’t have that technology, do we?). The field has some gentle rolling hills dotted with shrubberies and a few small trees. All contestants are perma-mounted on indestructible horses (before anyone asks—your SPD is transferred to your horse). Horses are equipped with lances, and there is equipment stashed on opposing sides of the Fight Area. All Horses have DEF 23042302.

Fight with honor! En garde!

Stipulation: Perma-mounts. Extra weapons available.

Dane recognized the city from the view from the rooftop.  He didn’t recall all the devastation, but it was there nevertheless.

“Look,” Handsome Jack lifted one of his legs and shook the foot.  “Magic.”

The swordsman lazily swung the heavy machete.  “Why didn’t they fix your face then?”  He inquired as a second pair of primes appeared on the far end of the roof.

“This is no place for a concert,” Dave muttered as he adjusted his sunglasses.  “The acoustics are bullshit.”

Kenpachi ignored the remark—his eyes focused on their next pair of adversaries.  “Fresh meat.”

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MegaCity One – It is daytime in Mega City One.  This Fight Area is a large one that encompasses 4 square blocks of Mega City One, one of the subzones utilized in a previous Dante’s Abyss.  This area was one relatively un-molested by the primes during the event, so the buildings you can spot here are in working condition.  The Fight Area extends to the maintenance/sewer tunnels underneath (10 feet under) and up above the rooftop of this neighborhood’s tallest building (about 8 stories up).

Stipulations:  The Flight and Super Jumping Powers are disabled.

The mountain had recently broken apart. Its bottled fury roared into the sulfurous skyline.

Jibril and Harley Quinn shared a look as their adversaries appeared on the opposite side of a wide lava flow twisting down the mountain.

“Stay on your toes,” Victor whispered to his ally as a chunk of flaming stone belched from the volcano and crashed twenty yards from their position. “We have more than two opponents here.”

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“Battle of Death Mountain” – The Fight Area here is a broad, sloping region (half a square mile-ish) on a replica of Death Mountain just moments after the mountain was structurally compromised during the Institute’s assault on Volvagia. As a result, the air is thick and sulfurous, causing poor visibility. Chunks of stone from the collapsing mountain will rain and roll through the Fight Area, as well as rivulets and founts of lava. Be careful where you step, the lava will harm any prime it touches, regardless of what protections they think they may have (#DantePhysics). Defeat your adversaries before the whole place collapses. Good luck.

Stipulations: Special environmental hazards.

Pennywise and Shantotto stepped forward as the teleportation wisps faded. Almost immediately, Shantotto found herself taken aback by the devastation. Once glorious structures were shattered, blackened infernos. The stench of death washed over the entire area.

It merely leaned its head back and breathed deep the beautiful aroma.

“Reporting for duty,” a gruff voice barked from behind the pair. Shantotto spun and saw that there was a collection of ragtag soldiers standing in tight formation. A man with a pistol and a helmet concealing the top half of his head stepped forward from the collection. The warrior tilted its strong chin down to look at the minute prime, and after a smile filled with perfect teeth, he disengaged the safety on his pistol. “Judge Jak reporting for duty.”

On the far side of what had once been a park, Link and Clownpiece had emerged and found themselves confronted by their ‘allies’—a collection of hideous demonic creatures.

While Link seemed mortified, Clownpiece was all smiles. “Oh, I do love this,” the hell fairy sneered as a 9-foot behemoth of a demon strode forward.

Its hulking form was stitched together with massive staples, and the whole create stank of sulfur and decomposing flesh. A bloodstained purple butcher’s apron clung to its form as he hefted a rhinestone-studded clever onto its shoulder. Its other hand moved up to smooth out the coifed black hair that sat between two massive, curled horns. “Butcher Jak, at your disposal.”

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“Omniverse: End Times” – You are fighting a post-apocalyptic version of the Omniverse. The Fight Area is a 2 square mile chunk of Coruscant’s Tier 1, although the entire place has long-since been overrun by Diablo and the Underverse itself. The skies are blood red, the machinery and shining metals of Coruscant are rusted and warped. Several of the landmarks are still visible on the skyline, even if they are crumbling or otherwise… befouled by the darkness of the Lord of Terror. In this battle, one side portrays ‘survivors’ of this apocalypse, while the other represent a horde of Diablo’s faithful.

Stipulation: Team A will receive backup in the form of a squad of 10 stormtroopers and 3 space marines, and a Judge (but not the Judge). Team B will receive backup in the form of a squad of 10 Doom Guard, 3 succubi, and the Butcher (all three are Diablo mobs). All these units are considered exactly the same capabilities in terms of ‘gameplay’ so there’s no advantage or disadvantage to each side.

Shantotto/Pennywise are the Coruscant side
Link/Clownpiece are the Underverse side

The two teams had barely touched down when a member from each team found themselves experiencing extreme discomfort.

Out near the ships, Marisa shuddered as Dongja let out a scream and clutched at his chest. The man’s eyes had become bloodshot in a matter of moments. His knees caved beneath him as his fingernails turned into jagged claws. The teeth that filled his mouth went jagged as he struggled to remain lucid. Fur sprouted along his skin as his ears became large and furry.

On the other side of the docks, Ahana caught herself on a light pole and winced as her canines became jagged and slid down passed her lips. A glance at her hand revealed that her skin was two or three shades lighter. “Feels cold,” she muttered as her breathing started to normalize.

A familiar voice ran out across the docks.

“Find each other. Prove who’s the best. Make sure you do it before those curses take you over… no one signed up for a free-for-all, right?”

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The Dock – It is night time. This Fight Area encompasses a large dock, roughly a few city blocks long. Beyond the Fight Area, you can see the shadows of buildings that loom on the night sky. Something about them makes you very unsettled, but you can’t explain why. The dock itself is like one from an industrial area—it is filled with intermodal freight containers (those big steel containers at docks). There appears to have been a fight in one area, because many of the freight containers are knocked over, and a few are stained with blood and bear the signs of claw marks. The end of the dock is free of any shipping vessels, and the ocean beyond seems ominous. The water goes down about twenty feet before the soft barrier of the Fight Area.

Stipulation: One person on Team A will be transformed into a ‘Zamber’ (details to come). Obviously to keep things balanced, one person on Team B must be transformed into a ‘Remiliapire’ (details to come).

Ahana is now a Remiliapire and has access to Remilia Scarlet’s move set (https://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php...5#pid18145)
Ok Dongja is now a Zamber and has access to Amber’s move set (https://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php...0#pid56160)