Quote:Issue 1 - Something Old

Any suggestions for a name for an evil twin to Excalibur?

Edit from Daniel: I split the posts into their own thread because it's more of a discussion sort of thing than a quick question kind of thing.

I'm new, and in my scramble to get on the site... I was going to do an OC named Gale. Well... I decided to change my plans and go for Han Jee-Han, the Gamer. Can I a name changed? For clarity, I'd like it to be "Han Jihan" I'm using this version out of personal preference, and because the slight variation from the official translation suits what I'm going for.

Coruscant had not been a world Warren had wanted to return to, at any time. Painful memories of his humiliation shot through him like hot knives. Hopefully none of the Stormtroopers remembered what he had done when there, or there was likely to be an issue. In any case he did need a weapon, but try as he might he couldn’t remember how his weapons worked. It seemed for now mechanical innovation with the Omnilium was beyond his expertise. What he needed was a simple weapon, something that he could use to slice up his enemies and carve them to ribbons. Warren frowned, as he began to make his way through Coruscant. Leaving the first tier after about five hours there, he’d proceed into the Tier Three.

The Imperial Presence here was limited, and that made what he was going to have to do much easier than it otherwise was going to be. Sighing, he’d flick out his hand and summon the orb of Omnilium, trying to shape it for the second time so far. But try as he might it simply wouldn’t become a laser sword like he wanted. Frustrated, he’d face palm and then imagine a shorter version of a katana, and sure enough after about twenty minutes he was able to summon it. Why summoning took longer for him than it did for other primes he had no clue. But he was bound and determined to get strong enough, so that he didn’t need the help of anyone.

Sure Tier III looked nasty, and like it needed some serious improvement. The walls of the outside of the warehouse he was in were spraypainted with Graffiti, anti Imperial Logos for the most part but ones he paid no attention to. This warehouse was only a temporary thing, a place he could call his “base” for now until he had the Omnilium to properly afford one for himself.

“It’s no home, but it will have to do I suppose.”

Warren Zimmer didn’t like surprises, to say the least. When he awoke to find himself in a void of perpetual blackness many theories came upon his mind. Did he die somehow in an accident in the lab? Had the Guardians successfully defeated him? Had Sudden Death killed him? Had Drop Kick killed him? Had he kicked the bucket? Those questions were quickly silenced as he noticed a white grinning biped who had began speaking the moment he appeared in the Black Void. The individual mentioned his name was Omni, and that the place reflected the wishes of those who were in it, but there were rules. Great, rules. As the Quarterback of Chaos, it was his job to skirt the rules and break them. Abiding by them did not make the Quarterback of Chaos very happy to say the least. Warren was about ready to tear Omni limb from bloody limb.

But what the individual said next made him pause, for a moment.  When he was handed a rainbow colored orb, Warren looked it over for several moments. Was this Omni individual high? Oh. To bring him here did require power like that of a God and if Omni had that power Warren planned on holding his interest, at least until he was strong enough to do something about the individual. But what could he do about the individual? Warren no longer had the skills he needed in order to battle his enemies correctly. It was disgusting how much he had fallen.

“Damn it!”

The situation had called for cursing his enemies out to say the least.

“I’ll send that rejected toaster to the scrap pile for this.”  He said, when the dark void faded into pure white. His eyes had a hard time adjusting to the pure white, but then he made out several gates. Noticing the one with the armored troopers around them, Warren thought about it. That was probably the place with the most technology. Building his lab again was going to require some serious equipment for himself, and so he was likely to discover what he needed there.

A sword perhaps was needed by him, if… no when he had the resources to build such. Crafting weapons required a delicate touch, which he was incapable of without a fully stocked lab. Words couldn’t describe how angry that the Quarterback of Chaos was. His world had been ripped from him and he had nothing in this strange new world that he was in.

But then searing pain hit him like a ton of bricks, and memories flooded his mind. He had been here before. So he had been brought back by Omni for a “Round Two” of humiliation, and problems caused by the Empire. Should they stop him from building a sword this time around, he was going to murder each and every last one of them.  Frowning as he walked towards the Gate with the soldiers around it, Warren made up his mind on several things. One, he was not going to repeat any of the mistakes that he had made previously while in this dimension for any reason whatsoever. Second that he was going to be prepared to deal with any of the threats of the Omniverse. 

Drop Kick was not around, so he couldn't turn the robot into a scrap-heap for this. 

Character name:  Warren Zimmer

Character source:  NFL Rush Zone

Character history:

Originally Warren Zimmer loved spending time with his dad Richard Zimmer. However his dad was always too busy, working on experiments with the Core which was a powerful energy source from outerspace. This led to his dad creating the robot known as "Side Kick" to look after his son. Unfortunately,  Richard didn't count on the robot developing emotions similar to those of a human, including jealousy.  In a last ditch effort to bond with his father, Warren agreed to be part of an experiment that would lead to the creation of a group of individuals to guard the Mega Cores, and the Core from threats. Unfortunately, Sidekick who would later become known as Drop Kick sabotaged the experiment, killing Richard, and trapping Warren in a containment suit to survive.  Over the years, when R.Z 6.0 came online Warren grew angry, believing he had been replaced by the Guardians in his father's eyes.


This led to him becoming the villain known as "Wild Card"  but in the end, he was defeated by the Guardian Ish who sacrificed his Guardian abilities in order to save all of his friends, and the world.  Locked up in a prison, Wild Card was later 'released' or rather broken out by the villainous alien known as Sudden Death who decided he'd use Warren and Drop Kick in order to steal all the Mega Cores of the planet.  Unfortunately, when Sudden Death turned Warren back into Wild Card he didn't count on how treacherous Warren Zimmer was.  Eventually Warren helped the Guardians defeat Sudden Death, but it was part of a plot to steal the energy of the core directly. It was thwarted, and the safe zone was completely obliterated.

Enter the Omniverse:

Warren dozed off when working on a machine and was brought by Omni. Waking up, he's realized he's somewhere new and doesn't have anything or any of his resources presently.


Physical Description:  






Stats:
ATK: 3
DEF:3
SPD:2
TEC:2

Starting Proficiencies:

Physical Strength – 1000 OM (Example move)

A unique proficiency, this allows characters to become proficient hand-to-hand combatants without purchasing any additional moves for normal punches, kicks, etcetera, the strength based on your ATK stat. It also allows for picking up heavy objects with your bare hands, strength dependent on your ATK stat. Once purchased, you may also purchase melee weapons such as swords, staves or whips as moves, or other advanced melee moves such as charged strikes. For the purposes of clarity, any move that reaches further than 12 feet away from yourself requires the Ranged proficiency.

Ranged Proficiency – 1000 OM (Example move)

Allows you to purchase moves which use projectiles or attack from range. For example guns, bows and long-range beam attacks.


Starting Powers:

Super Speed – 1000 OM

Super Speed is a technique that allows you to move up to double your normal movement speed by sacrificing manoeuvrability and turning speed. It takes several seconds to build up speed from your normal top speed. The faster you go, the longer it takes to turn and slow down. At 150% of your normal top speed, you are still able to turn, but in a much wider turning arc. Finally, at double your normal top speed, you will only be able to run in a straight line. Super Speed can be used in conjunction with Flight to traverse distances much faster.



Advanced Regeneration – 1800 OM (500 OM if replacing Basic Regeneration)

Advanced Regeneration allows you to regenerate more serious injuries to yourself such as bone fractures and even severed limbs. Don't expect to be able to do much mid-fight without spending SP, though, unless your DEF stat is extremely high (see above for rules on expending SP to heal damage).

Starting Moves:

None yet.

I confirm that I have read and agreed to the Rules of Conduct.   Yes.

Where did you find us? Google.

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

Ogong groaned loudly as the trio trudged through the desert. He was holding a small plastic bag (the anachronism of plastic bags in prehistoric China lost to him). In it was ice that was no longer frozen. As the warm water crinkled inside the plastic, Ogong dragged his feet in the sand.

"You know," the monkey whined, "When I said you were strong... And that I'd follow you?"

Ogong wiped another torrent of sweat from his forehead with his palm. He rubbed that palm against his sweatpants.

"I thought we'd be going somewhere nice."

The soldier, Jim, was trudging along right next to him. Ogong thought he was suited before, but his gear was even more impressive... and quite large. Next to Jim, Ogong and whichever the one that was looked like sentient rags that were following along. Still, Sonny had an air of nobility around him. Sun Ogong had an air of humid stench.

"Aren't you hot?" Ogong mumbled to Jim, his lips chapped to the point of bleeding.

Ogong couldn't tell if Jim was looking at him under that skull-visor of his. As the man clunked along, he heard Jim respond.

"Nope. Air-conditioned."

"Air-con-what?"

"Air-conditio- What, have you never heard of it?"

The monkey didn't respond. At another time, he would have been glad to try and sync up timelines, but right now the sun seemed very intent on melting him down.

"And you're not hot, either?" Ogong mumbled to Sonny.

"I feel we might move faster with a vehicle," Sonny murmured, ignoring the whining monkey entirely and hoping to change the conversation.

Jim replied, "Not in these sands. Too loose."

"Seriously, Jim," Ogong sighed, "Air conditions or not, why are you still wearing that thing? You expecting to be attacked?"

"You never know, Ogong," Jim replied absentmindedly, "You never know."

Sighing wordlessly, Ogong stopped. He could barely focus his magic, but finally he summoned the character for "Cold". Casting the complex spell, he summoned another bag of ice. Each subsequent bag of ice looked a little more pitiful than the last. His first bag was a triumphant cluster of ice that kept the back of his neck cool. This one had three sorry-looking and already half-melted pebbles.

"Are we there yet?" the monkey sputtered again.

The monkey couldn't tell, but Raynor was glowering under his visor. Sonny squeezed 

"Listen, Ogong," the storm spirit snapped, "This is the hottest point of the day. It will only become cooler. Stop complaining."

"What do you mean it's the hottest point of the day?"

Jim pointed at the sky. "Look at it. It's high noon."

Inexplicably, a small ball of shrubbery bounced along past them. Ogong sighed in relief.

"Okay, alright, I'll shut up."

The trio continued to trudge in silence for another five minutes until Ogong broke the silence once more.

"Are we there yet?"

The other two loudly groaned in tandem.

Name: Kirano Jr
Spent OM: 6200
Proficiencies (2000): Physical Strength (1000), Ranged Proficiency (1000)
Powers (3000/8000): Flight (1800), Master Acrobat (400), Burst Movement (800)
Moves (1200): Ki-rano Orbs (600), Ki-rano Waves (600)
Super Moves (0);
Transformations (0);
Assists (0):
Items (0):
Artefacts:
Consumed OM (0):
Bases (0):
Unlocks (0):
Base stats:
ATK: 3
DEF: 2
SPD: 3
TEC: 2

Name: Cloud Strife

Spent OM: 4900

Starting Proficiencies: (2600); Physical Strength (1000), Ranged (1000), Ranged Materialize (600)

Starting Powers: (1100/8000); Burst Movement (800), Super Jumping Basic (300)

Moves: (900); Buster Sword (300), Materia: Lightning (300), Materia: Fire (300)

Super Moves: (0); 

Transformations: (0); 

Assists: (0); 

Items: (300); Mobile Dataverse Device (100), Communicator (200)

Artefacts: (0); (just your currently held artefacts, if any. If stored in a base, indicate as such here)

Consumed OM: (0); (for consumed items, OM given to other characters, or OM permanently lost from respecs or refunding purchases)

Bases: (0); (enter locations of bases you own here)

Unlocks: (0); (for Power Cap increases, discovered routes, etc)

Base stats: 
ATK: 3
DEF: 3
SPD: 2
TEC: 2

Despite being "Forgotten",the fortress of obsidian Des was standing in seemed to be one of the very few places in this endless desert that seemed to support humanoid life, of course he hadn't been though much of it. He wasn't even planning to come here anyway; what was he doing here then? Well, there was a rumor of a strange creature making anyone who passed by disappear around these parts, and the people at Coruscant thought of the brilliant idea to send him in. After causing a bit of 'collateral damage' in the upper levels, he really couldn't say no; which brings us to the stromtroopers behind him.


"C-comander, are you sure about this? What if the rumors are true?" The first  trooper was timid, and rightfully so.


"Suck it up soilder!" The second was more confident, despite how long he had been in the omniverse, he still didn't believe in many things. "For all we know it's just that, a rumor!"


"I don't think that's a rumor!" Trooper #2 was only just able to turn arond before a very thin scorpion-like tail was trusted aggressively through his armour, it dropping to the ground empty just a few seconds later.

"Okay," Desman said, pushing the surviving tropper back with his extended arm. "Move to the middle of the room and whatever you do, don't run..." The robot sighed as he heard the scream from behind, why didn't anyone listen to him. "Whoever you are, show yourself. There's no use hiding in the shadows!"  Preparing his blaster to shoot, he looks around carefully,  making sure to look at the sonar every now and then.

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Intro post for Desman Black
tIme to introduce Cell