(02-16-2017, 05:51 AM)Harry Potter Wrote: Harry Potter sat on the brim of the Nexus Fountain for a rather long time, wearing his invisibility cloak, and watching a rather chaotic scene unfold.

First, he had been startled by the sudden appearance of a vampire, who had drank the now blood-red waters of the fountain from a goblet.

He was less surprised when the pretty elf girl emerged from the fountain. Harry listened intently as the two fresh Primes remarked on where they might be and how they ended up wherever they are now. Harry was less concerned, having had these same questions on numerous and occasions and eventually coming to the conclusion that it's best not to ask.

Perhaps the least surprising thing of Harry Potter's entire day, not counting his breakfast, was watching a vampire rip a man off a horse and suck his blood out through his neck.

Harry was more hungry than surprised when a third figure rose from the fountain, now formed into the shape of an hourglass and filled with ash.

Harry was starting to get bored and considered getting up when a human figure fell out of the sky and landed in the floor of Nexus, before comically deploying a parachute.

He summoned a sandwich as the fountain again changed into a granite pillar, from which emerged a flurry of parchment and ink that quickly formed itself into a rather polite  young man.

The fountain again became the smooth, clear waters Harry had known, and another figure emerged, this one a girl barely old enough to attend Hogwarts.

Harry was quiet interested in their conversations despite himself, but still did not feel the urge to reveal himself.

Harry was once again surprised when the Fountain began billowing smoke, and then he was mad at himself for his surprise. He edged away from the monster-like Prime as it walked out of the fountain.

Harry had finished his sandwich and was neither hungry nor surprised when six guards arrived to pursue the vampire, who had been languidly observing the different gates and chatting, looking for a new home.

The most surprising part of Harry Potter's day, not including his sudden abduction into an alternate universe, was watching the vampire turn himself into a playing card and play a beautiful game of three-card-monty with the pursuing horsemen. The second most surprising part of Harry Potter's day (again not counting his abduction) was watching that vampire jump into the trunk of a speeding ghost car driven by a transparent version of himself and disappear into one of the gates.

Harry sighed deeply, and removed his cloak.

He was a lean young man with a thousand yard stare in his bright green eyes, glinting behind a pair of shining spectacles. His untidy black hair came down in front of his hard face, failing to conceal the jagged lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

Harry walked towards one of the mounted guards calming his horse. His black wizard's robe stayed close to his body, and his right hand held his holly-and-phoenix-feather wand casually.

"Excuse me," Harry asked the guard politely, as the guard tried to reign his horse in. Harry waited, perhaps less patiently than he would on another day, but the guard did not acknowledge him.

Harry cleared his throat, pointed his wand at his neck, and murmured 'sonourus'.

"EXCUSE ME," Harry repeated in a thundering voice, spooking the guards horse further. Harry stood on the rim of the fountain as he waited for the guards and interested Primes mulling about to form a kind of small group around. Harry dismissed his speaking spell and addressed the group.

"Is there someone here who has been in this universe for more than an hour?"

***

Harry (and perhaps some of the other fresh Primes in the vicinity but to be fair he wasn't really paying attention) listened as closely as he could as the Camelot guard gave his garbled version of Omniverse history, trying not to feel like a History of Magic lesson taught by an American redneck.

He learned about Primes, and Secondaries, and Omnillium.

He learned about the war between Aragorn and Palpatine, and thus, Camelot and the Empire.

Of all the events Harry Potter had experienced that day, including his abduction, by far the most surprising event was hearing that Albus Dumbledore was currently living in Dalaran.

***

His ears were ringing. His eyes were filled with light. His forehead felt like it might split open.

In front of him was a monster. It had giant eyes the size of dinner plates, and long ropey tentacles that pulled at his robes. He saw himself reach out a hand, and tickle the monster.

The monster giggled, and released its grip. He watched the giant squid sink back down into the lake. He felt himself walk over to the lake and lean forward.

He saw the warm, handsome face of the young Tom Riddle staring back at him.

***

Harry removed himself from the conversation awkwardly, stumbling to the gates of Camelot and falling to his knees. He stared at the gate, and asked himself questions only Dumbledore could answer.

When he rose to his feet, it was with the conviction of a man who took every test Albus Dumbledore could throw at him and passed with flying colors. It was with the conviction of a man who, for once in his life, can choose his own destiny.

And Harry Potter felt his destiny lay elsewhere.

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After a long of thinking I am going to try and restart the Omniverse villain faction. Like my previous one the Society of Supervillains we will be doing various villain stuff and as well as trying to gain world domination. This remade version of a villain faction will be aimed with more secrecy and stricter intry into the faction. We will also be taking smaller step in effort to not repeat what happened to the original villain faction. So if any one is interested or have questions don't hesitate to post here.

My arms are itchy. God, why are they so itchy. I can't seem to think straight. Did I leave the light in the bathroom on? It feels like there are three of me. My body can't decide what it wants to do. Was I breathing properly? Flip over.

Flip over again.

Fuckin' itchy ass arms. Why are my legs yelling so loud at my neck? Nobody is getting along. Feel like I'm losing control.

I swear to god I'd better feel better in the morning. Behemoth needs me to...

The neighbors better take that damn dog out to piss before I mow them down. Christ.

9 gauge wire was the only solution here. After they climbed up onto the plateau, the convict needed to take his clothes off. The harsh light from above scattered reflections of all kinds on his green suit.

Shit, what did Behemoth need? Something like with...groceries. Groceries. Loaf of Bread, Gallon of Milk, Stick of Butter. That can't be fucking right. Loaf of Bread, Gallon of Milk, Stick of Butter. Easy stuff. The pharmacy would actually probably have it in their cooler section. Modern convenience at its best.

Anyway, that...oh my god that fucking dog needs to stop barking right now. Should I run to the bathroom real quick? Ugh. My legs are still causing a huge ruckus, and I need to go to the grocery store pharmacy. Don't want to get Behemoth all pissy. Loaf of Milk, Stick of Bread, Gallon of Butter. Alright. Better get going.

Damn it's dusty up in this desert. Luckily my bike is nearby. I kick the old bitch into gear and take off down the road. The Gallon Space Elevator can be seen shimmering up into the midday sky. It's so pretty to see stuff like this. The desert whizzes by me on either side of the road. Red circles on wooden posts are marked every couple hundred feet so people can keep track of where their dogs are. Luckily I don't have a stupid dog so I blast on past...though apparently my larynx is trying to lead a rebellion against my brain. What an asshole. Loaf of Butter, Stick of Milk, Gallon of Bread.

Finally the pharmacy comes into view. You can recognize it because of the fact that it's made out of all this huge black metal spike stuff. A lizard woman with an incredibly long neck comes and takes my bike to park for me. The valet service is so worth it, even though the hospital doesn't validate parking if you use it. That's fine. I'm only going to be visiting Behemoth for a little while. I walk into the pharmacy, brushing past all of the foliage in the way. They really need to go easy on the planters; it's like a jungle in here. The convict in the green suit is waiting for me at the front desk, petting his tiger friend.

That's kind of inappropriate. Oh great, my legs are siding with my larynx.

"Hi Millie," says the green-suited convict. He has dark skin and pale hair. A glowing blue monocle is embedded on his right eye. "...what brings you here today?"

"Just getting some groceries for Behemoth. Where's the cooler section?"

"Oh, we moved that to the back of the building. You'll have to go through the basement." the convict says. His tiger stripes flash back and forth between blue and orange. I scoff.

"Great, and here I thought this was gonna be easy."

I shove off from the countertop, itching my arm absentmindedly. The door to the basement is off to the left, behind a small grove of palm trees. I open the heavy door and descend the cool sandstone steps. There's a stone balustrade off to my left, and beyond it, a dark and stormy sea. If you squint you can just make out the Night Giants doing their daily migration to stay out of the sun. Each one is over three hundred feet tall, all black shaggy skin and gleaming yellow eyes. Distant thunder echoes over the black, glistening water as Edwin, my manservant, approaches.

"Millie, it's good that you're here. You need to attend to your royal duties at the chocolate factory." the sniveling butler says, his large black wings flaring out slightly. I sigh and adjust my flowing white dress. I remember the first time I came down here and Edwin gave me the royal tour. It had been a thundery night, just like this one. Angels had descended down into the colosseum, each one blinding white and full of thunder. We walk further into the crumbling architecture, once-great vaulted windows and columns now falling to pieces. Through the yellowed, dust-covered windows I can see that hateful, dark city, down in the orange void. A single winding line of black highway zig-zags through the sunset air down into the black walls. I can see the crawling shapes of the vampire and gargoyles from here. I give a shiver.

"Maybe later Edwin. I need to get some groceries." I say, the bangles on my itchy wrists jingling softly. We begin ascending the spiral staircase to the colosseum. No angels today. I breath a sigh of relief. We're not out of the basement yet, though. Off at the end of the wide-open area, there's a waterfall that crashes into a blue pond. Thick, dangling moss chokes the towering rocks around the next door. I slip behind the crashing water as it spills over the shelf-like rock formation. I immediately begin to cough a little bit, as the dust shoots straight up my nose.

Oh hell.

A dusty road stretches out into the night. Brown, dusty hills encroach in from the left and right, while dead trees whisper and creak under the steady breeze. I join my team at the base of a dual staircase. It looks like I'll be attending to my royal duties after all.

"Oh, Millie, glad you're here." says the professor. His long grey beard jiggles with every word. "Which team do you want to be on tonight?" he asks. I offer a long sigh.

"Blue, I guess."

The second I say this, I'm immediately surrounded by a shimmering blue aura. It looks like I'll be rolling with Edwin and Jandace then. The Professor and his usual friends are red. That's okay. I'm better at killing blue monsters anyway. They usually have the ability to regenerate, but Negotiator negates that.

"Alright, take the staircase to the right then. Keep us apprised." the Professor says, taking his spear in hand. I heft Negotiator from her resting place on my back and make sure that the load-struts on my armor are functioning optimally. I've been having some trouble with the pistons on my right greaves lately. There's a small landing halfway up the right staircase with an old, worn brass gate that blocks our progress. Point of no return.

"Let's do it." says Jandace, her fire orbs circling her slowly. I nod and kick the door down. The second I do so, the monster are on us in almost an instant. A big pair of werecrows booms down the steps, barking loudly in their strange tongue. Their white, useless eyes rolls around in a frenzy as they slam all the rusty wheelbarrows and other junk in the way. I open fire with negotiator on the leftmost werecrow and it drops like a sack of potatoes. I maintain my fire on it, the red lasers from Negotiator illuminating the gleaming eyes of the other monsters in the area. Once I'm convinced that it's dead, I seal it with my blue aura and the werecrow evaporates into an indigo haze. We carry on like this for a few more minutes before reaching the nave. All the furniture here has dust covers on it, and a massive grandfather clock drones ominously in the corner. From atop this cluttered cliff I can barely make out the progress of red team on the other plateau. It seems like they're making good progress. 

I hear a loud creaking from my right, and instinctively haul Negotiator around to aim at the abomination. It's a giant bird skull on a mechanical spine with metal rimmed/ glass eyes, like its wearing goggles. It makes no noise except for mechanical whirs and clicks. It jabs its beak at me and I duck backwards. I have no idea where Jandace and Edwin are. Maybe they decided to spend their soul points over in the chaos nexus. It would have been nice of them to let me know.

The mechanized bird skull lunges again, its massive beak agape and ready to snap me up like a worm. I can't move that fast in my heavy armor, but luckily the servos in its clockwork neck are relatively weak. I drop Negotiator and grab the top and bottom points of the beak with my gloved hands. The clockwork abomination drags me around for a few feet, but I'm not letting go.

"Now Ghurtle!" I shout. My faithful partner scuttles forth from the shadows, his nine hairy legs glowing a violent pink color as he gathers soul energy into his mouth. The crawling little beastie unleashes a barrage of flaming pink rocks at the abomination's machinery and engine block. Each one causes a tiny explosion that rocks the dusty nave like a tiny earthquake. Soon enough, the bird skull boss clatters and clanks to the ground, defeated. I stand up straight, panting, and smile at Ghurtle. The Soul Spider smiles back, his toothy fangs glinting in the wan brown light.

"Ready to move on?" he gurgles. I shake my head.

"Nah, I need to pee."

My eyes flutter open and I look around in a haze. What time is it? I glance at my phone. 11:25. Fuck. Could have sworn I was asleep for hours. God my head.

I stagger out of bed and use the bedroom, not bothering to wash my hands before I clamber back into bed. Everything hurts and I feel like absolute shit. Fuck it.

I feel like there was something I had to do tomorrow...Ugh.

In the interest of creating a fresh thread, and to keep track of relevant notices and information, I have...created a fresh thread.

The original, with the rules, can be found here: http://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=7342&pid=90949#pid90949

Relevant info will start here. Updates will be mentioned, then edited into this post. If you have any questions as the event progresses, they also go in this thread.

Current Updates/Event Log
Saturday, Feubrary 18 -- Initial IC thread is put up
Thursday, March 2 -- Post welcoming questions and greeting those who answered the call 
Monday, Marth 6 -- Post answering questions that have been asked, and putting forth the final request for assistance
Friday, March 10 -- Final post in initial IC thread, fully imitating event and beginning the hunt for Nebula
Sunday, March 19 -- The thread for the hunt in the Pale Moors begins
Monday, March 27 -- The thread for the hunt in Coruscant begins
Wednesday, March 29 -- The thread for the hunt in the Endless Dunes begins
Friday, March 31 -- The thread for the hunt in the Frozen Fields begins
Wednesday, April 5 -- The thread for the hunt in Camelot begins
Thursday, April 25 -- The Thread for the hunt in the Tangled Green begins

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I'm thinking of Expanding my history (As my charater now does have a "cannon" History) I have 2 questions.

1. Can I do this

2. I planning on Des being pulled from inside the actual space-time continurum, giving him the power to 'see' all his alternate selfs that are Outside the omniverse. By "see" , I mean think of them as his memories, but if ever forced into completely focusing on them (witcch whould hardly ever hsppen anyway) he would faint. Is this also possible. EDIT: Also this WILL NOT be an instant character knowing device, any charaters that he would know (witch would be very very limited) He would think of them as familiar abd not know why they are or ANYTHING about them or their past.

So, I'm notoriously known for swapping my characters constantly, and being horrible at sticking to anything or anyone.
That is something I want to work on, so that for once, I could maybe get somewhere.

So, I hereby request, that my swapping of either Jaina or Nova, would be prevented for the next 6 months.
If possible, I would like to include a caveat to this as follows: 
If the staff member "Dark Link" deems that my situation is f**ked up enough to permit a swap, he could allow me to do so ahead of time.
He has the full details on what kind of situation would have to occur, for him to allow it ahead of time.

Log links of characters in question here:
http://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=4015 Nova
http://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=4078 Jaina

Please, and thank you.
I want to for once, get somewhere. Be something.

Crunch.

It’s awfully dark.

I feel as though I am without something important. In but a moment, as though it had always been that way, I feel as though I am without everything important to me.

Who am I?

...Lights. No, a person. A figure? It’s… too blurry to tell.

A voice… one I feel I should recognize, but I don’t. I’ll be watching… and waiting.

H…

...Homu...ra…?

The Judgment Hall. How deliciously ironic. It wouldn't be long before the human arrived, but the ink demon was ready. While it had been difficult to defeat Sans and Asgore without anyone noticing, Bendy was not like ordinary monsters-- if he was, then surely it would be impossible for him to be in this position. Instead of being made of love and magic, he had been made with ink and hate. It was quite unfortunate for the other monsters that dared to fight him. All he needed was the child's soul, and then he could take the other six, break the Barrier, and be hailed as the King of All Monsters as he wiped those pitiful humans off the face of the earth.

At least, he'd be king of the few monsters that had escaped the wrath of the fallen child. There weren't many, but Alphys had managed to escort some of them to an emergency safehouse underneath the castle. Boy, would she be surprised when the devil came knocking at her door to let her know that both the human and Asgore were dead and that he had broken the Barrier!

Finally, the child came around the bend and entered the warming ray of light that passed through the hall's stained glass windows. As soon as Bendy came into view, however, she stopped. While her face betrayed little emotion, he could've sworn that there was a hint of puzzlement in her eyes. "...You're not Sans," she said, her fingers curled around her knife.

"What made you think Sans would be here?" he asked, mildly confused at her reaction.

"He was here every time I came here."

"But..." Okay, this was getting strange. "This is your first time here."

"That you know of."

"What?"

"This is my first time here that you know of."

Bendy couldn't help but stare at her. What was she talking about? Something told the ink monster that he wasn't going to be figuring out this child anytime soon, though. Silence floated in the air for a few moments before he started speaking again. "I killed him. Sans is dead. Asgore is too."

Now it was the child's turn to be surprised; a look of shock broke her stoic facade for a second, then it was replaced with a smirk. "You killed Sans in one go? I'm impressed."

"You should be."

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