"Something feels...wrong here..." Gin thought. He had punched his way out of the dark void he'd be trapped in and seemed to be back in what he figured to be The Nexus, but it seemed to be even more deserted than usual. He couldn't see the gates or fountain anywhere! Come to think of it, "I don't remember it being this windy the last time I was here," he said aloud. 

"Hey, wait a second, wind doesn't go up," Gin said nervously. He looked down and saw the shape of a broken fountain growing larger at an alarming pace.  "Please hurt less than Remilia's sla-" was all he managed to say before the sudden sound of a wet thud filled the nexus, causing the random passerby's to jump at the sound with no visible source. 

The Void was normally unexciting. Vast, empty and oppressively silent the dark expanse served no purpose save to mark the boundaries between realities. Few were the beings that could traverse the dark expanse of the Void, fewer still were the instances when two of the beings would meet completely by accident with the darkness.


Rasteva of course, knew all of this. The Void was quite familiar to them, and the quiet it brought was often welcome. The Daemon knew that beings such as they would pass through the dark, though in all their travels they had never met another. And so it came as more than a little surprise when another individual appeared before Rasteva and broke the silence. This other….This Omni spoke words that filled the Daemon with a sense of dread, though they would never admit it aloud.


It was not as if they could anyow. The strange figure in front of Rasteva seemed more interested in speaking than in listening and had taken the necessary steps to ensure exactly that happened. This too was troubling to Rasteva. Being subject to the whims of a Godlike being never ended well for anyone last they checked, and as such did not bode well for the Daemon. Less still did the fact that Omni was leaving Rasteva alone in a quickly dissipating Void. Once more Rasteva was alone, but this time no darkness was to be found.


It was bright almost furiously so.The Daemon saw only white stretching off into infinity and Rasteva took momentary solace that they did not possess eyes as they were sure those of flesh and blood would be nearly stricken blind at the sight. Gone too was the silence and the Daemon saw throngs of people passing by in the expanse of white. Noise and activity roared to life around Rasteva, when just seconds ago there had been none at all. This too caused Rasteva to stop and be grateful, this time for their lack of ears.


And that was all.


Simply beings of every shape and size coming and going in this new Void. Most seeming sure of their destination and purpose, but some who seemed confused and more than a little nervous. Nothing else marked the expanse. No roads, no buildings, neither tree nor sky above. Had the stranger Omni not said that this Universe of theirs was a reflection of those that inhabited? What then did these people wish for? Emptiness? Perhaps these wishes manifested only on an individual basis? Rasteva was so busy mulling over their thoughts, that they almost missed a few individuals stopping to stare at them. This simply could not be. The Daemon regarded the others in silence, apparently one they found too uncomfortable to bear as they quickly hurried away. The Daemon cast their gaze around and it soon fell upon an ornate fountain nearby. How in all of creation had they missed such a thing to begin with? Moving towards the structure Rasteva continued to stare about.


The other beings stared back.


Confusion was foremost in Rasteva’s mind,other’s staring at them meant that the Daemon could be perceived. Something they were positive they did not allow upon their arrival. As the Daemon came at a halt at the fountain and peered in, all was made clear. A distorted reflection gazed back from the surface of the water, a massive horned helmet horned helm staring from within the fountain. Rasteva’s physical form existed for only one reason, how else were they to be perceived and interact with other beings? No, the issue at hand was that they had never willed their being into existence since coming here, though the Daemon had a very good idea as to who could be responsible.


Straightening their stance Rasteva lifted both hands to inspect them. Clawed gauntlets greeted the Daemon’s view and so it seemed that Omni had gotten all the necessary details right. The question was HOW. Rasteva had no form within the Void and so Omni had nothing else to go on. And yet here they were, over ten feet of black metal standing beside a fountain in an empty expanse of white. Had Rasteva owned a set of lungs they might have sighed. Even with absolutely no knowledge on the severity of their current situation, the Daemon was very aware of how greatly they were outclassed. If Omni could circumvent the innate nature of Rasteva’s race, then there was little else the Daemon could do about it. That realization did very little to stave off their irritation however. Rasteva was not in the business of entertaining others, less still were they interested in entertaining a veritable God, the most fickle of supernatural beings.


The armored figure continued to peer around, watching carefully as the other beings went about their business. They all passed the Fountain with not even a second glance, and so it became clear that it was not a destination. Rasteva moved away from the fountain and lumbered away, having no interest in lurking by it for eternity in whatever nonsensical reality they’d been thrust into.

Travelling the Void was not new to Rasteva, but this one was. As the Fountain faded from view, the Daemon hoped internally that they would come across something soon. Just because they were suddenly left with a great deal of spare didn’t mean that they intended to waste it all.

The last time I was here I had 1,667.43.

That's according to my roster. I did post another thread today, but I don't know how much OM that gave me.

Now when I come back, I have 7,173.09. (After I posted today.) But that post didn't give me 6,000 OM, so yeah.

I'm only asking because I don't want any hinky stuff to taint earning things fair and square. So if a mod simply tells me to keep it, I will. If they change it to whatever they deem necessary, sure. I wanted to bring it to someone's attention as I was thinking of adding moves to Rave's list but figured I'd ask first before I did anything.

Aight so the time is finally here ladies and gents. I'm challenging Ballad and everyone that would defend the criminal scum. My crew and I have successfully earned the right to find and challenge Ballad to a fight. From the looks of things, it will be a 4v4.

Ashen Blades
Renji
Dawn
Claptrap
Gaige

Society of Supervillains
Ballad
Scarecrow
Koal
Chara

The fight will take place in the Frozen Fields, but we'll need to decide on the start date, judge(s), and the format. Feel free to suggest changes or anything, but I'll put my ideas down below.


For judges I suggest - Omni, Protoman, Jade, Mark


Here is the ruleset I suggest

Word Limit: 1200
Posts Per Player: 1 per round
Random Elements: on
Damage Meter: on
Round Length: 1 week

I also suggest we use the calling system (Similiar to the Nexus Battle) which works like this.

State 1 - No current player has called
You may call a post by stating something to the effect of "I am now writing" or "I am calling now". In this topic. You will then have exactly 3 hours from the time of that post to write a post and then post it in in character topic. Other players may decide to give you additional time. If other players post during this time frame, those posts will be deleted.

State 2 - A player has called
You may indicate your desire to post next, but you may not call until the three hours are up.

State 3 - A call ends
Immediately return to State 1.

We encourage people to be courteous in calling, but if the person who is indicated their desire to go next does not call or come online within 15-20 minutes, we encourage you to call if you are waiting and make a post while you have the opportunity. Extensions beyond the week will not be granted barring extreme exceptional circumstances.



Ballad expressed interest in having everyone split up and doing something similiar to a bunch of one-on-ones. I'm not too keen on this but I figured we could put to vote how we want the fight to play out.

Option 1

[spoiler]1v1 1v1 1v1 1v1 Survivors move onto a final battle

The Ashen Blades will meet the SoSV in a cave system. After some pre-fight dialogue and interaction the SoSV split up and retreat into the cave system. The Ashen Blades will split up as well and everyone will fight alone. The winners of each fight get to join a big brawl at the end.

PROS
-Neat fight mechanics
-Lotsa fights to read/write
-Damage meter becomes more relevant

CONS
-Lotsa fights for judging
-Time consuming[/spoiler]

Option 2

[spoiler]Scaling fight

First round is 1v1s, second round is 2v2, third is 4v4, could even add a fourth round for extra fun.

PROS
-Cool fight mechanic
-Able to interact with others but also have smaller fights
-Less time consuming
-Easier to judge

CONS
-Potentially confusing[/spoiler]

Option 3

[spoiler]4v4

Basically your standard brawl. The Ashen Blades and the SoSV line up and slug it out winner takes all the marbles.

PROS
-Big brawl
-Easier to judge
-Not very time-consuming (Could be wrapped up in 3 weeks+judging time)

CONS
-A lot happening
-Harder to keep track of everything[/spoiler]

Quote:If you're interested in playing, please read the following thread first. Thank you!

Yes, the full soundtrack, she is le completé


Here is the link to the Nexus soundtrack. From there I trust in your ability to navigate to my other compiled theme groups. 

Nexus: http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL3...zOSq9mCTEK


Just a bit of fair warning about the soundtrack for The Void; I made it as abjectly and  terrifyingly surreal as possible. Only the most hardest of cores should listen to it.




Some feedback would be niiice~

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Quote:Location: Silverrock Town - Town Center

"Blah blah" said the character as he did the thing with the things. He then moved over to the merchant stalls to see what the merchants had to offer that day.

Stepping out of his shower, Hiro dried himself off and threw his bedclothes into the hamper chute. They would fall several stories down to the laundry room, where a bevy of housekeeping droids would wash, iron and fold each article before delivering back to his front door. Such were the perks of a nice apartment in Tier 2.

The hacker regarded his wardrobe. He'd managed to fill it out quite a lot more since he first arrived, although he did seem to go through a fair amount of clothing. The situations he kept finding himself in were almost always hazardous to his outfits, so he'd taken to buying more than one of the same as backups. An elegantly tailored suit much like the one Karl Jak wore (it was even made by the executive's tailor!) hung next to the smudged jumpsuit he and Madotsuki had worn during their recent F-Zero victory. Next to those were his long jackets, leather trenchcoats and sturdy kimono styles next to cotton polos and T-shirts. He smiled a bit at his touristy tie-dyed "I <3 Coruscant" one, but decided against it. His bounty target had last been seen fleeing towards the Vasty Deep, and it would do to dress for the job and the environment.

Not the leather trench, for sure. He'd melt before his first day. No jeans either, they wouldn't breathe. His dark blue hachimaki were perfect for the tropical climate, though, so he pulled them on over his boxers. Next were shoes, or in this case, padded cloth boots. They wouldn't save his toes if a brick fell on them, but he wouldn't cripple himself on hard surfaces either. To top it off, he slipped on a white undershirt with a black Imperial vest, marked with dual sigils of the Empire on his lapels.

Then, the tools of his trade. Badge on the inside of the vest. Sword on the rough rope cord that served as a belt, and the tanto on his shoulder sheaths. Cybergoggles on his head, and lightweight wristcomp on his left forearm. Slipping on his interface gloves, he activated his goggles with a fair bit of trepidation, bracing himself for the still unsettling but by now familiar sight of the rogue Machine Spirit. It was currently hovering over his computer, fruitlessly gnawing on the monitor. It couldn't escape into the Dataverse unless Hiro physically interfaced with his desktop, and in any case, the rusty, oily monster seemed to prefer his ultra-high tech goggles. At least that's what he'd been able to conjecture. It followed him like an incredibly scary puppy and had a habit of popping up out of the corner of his HUD whenhe'd thought it hibernating. "I have to get rid of this damn thing one of these days...makes my skin crawl." The hacker mumbled to himself, before exiting his room and writing a short message to his roommate. 

Hiro inhaled briskly and left the apartment, heading down the stairs looking like a Nipponese pirate. On Madotsuki's door, his message remained in black marker.

"BOUNTY HUNTING - BE BACK SOON"

So bros, I've managed to stumble across some pretty amusing stuff so far, mostly in music mash ups and remixes. The first thing in here, I want to pose a slight challenge to youthough it's not really a challenge all too much, no prizes!

I want you guys to attempt to list off all the songs they did here, with timestamps. You see, I just can't get enough of this damn collab, it's strangely enjoyable and the backing beat is nice man.

But aside from that collab, I wanted to share a bunch of other stupid ass songs and Mashups I've found with you all.

My Anaconda Hit the Floor

She Used to Call My Wii Shop

[JONTRON] Don't Believe Me

I Don't Fuck With WarioWare

Smiles and D's

Somebody Once Told Me That's Enough

Bowser Ain't Got No Type

Honeycomb Highway Inc. [surprisingly, it's not memetrash, I promise.]

http://whothefuckismydndcharacter.com/

Quote:PRETTY CHILL HUMAN RANGER FROM AN UNDERWATER MONASTERY WHO WORRIES SOME OF THEIR MEMORIES HAVE BEEN TAMPERED WITH