The insufferable ghost-child that called itself Omni faded to nothing, the area slowly brightening from darkness to illumination with no clear source. The eyes of the ever-living source of evil narrowed in contempt at the bright, pure white glow, one frail arm lifting to shade his face. An eternity in darkness made even dim lights arduous to bear, let alone this exhaustive light shining from nowhere. It simply was.

"O, Ancient Spirits...of Evil..." the decrepit figure hissed, the shielding arm slowly lowering from before his face. Baleful red eyes stares out at the nearly empty expanse of whiteness that he had appeared in. "What manner of place have you sent your loyal servant, Mumm-Ra to..?" A dull red glow sparked within the mummified sorcerer's eyes, a low growl rasping from his throat as he lifted a shriveled, claw-bearing hand up, the glimmering orb of 'omnilium' that the strange little spirit child had given to him. "And what sort of vile...creature have you presented me with?" His other hand slowly lifted, taking the iridescent orb between both hands, and lifting it to his eyes, staring at it intently. "With this substance, I was told that I could possess anything...I desire..."

Slowly his gaze lifted, looking over the orb. "I see now, Ancient Spirits...this is another test for your loyal servant..." he hissed, grip on the gleaming orb of supposed infinite possibility until spidery cracks spread over its surface. "Whether this offer of new power will be enough to sway Mumm-Ra from your service..." His grip increased, until the orb shattered, the fragments dropping to splinter into dust on the unseen ground. "This power will not sway me! Mumm-Ra is beholden to only one master!"

His glowing eyes locked onto the distant form of the gates on the horizon, and without further ado, he slowly set off. His pace was slow, nightmarishly so, and it would no doubt take an eternity for him to reach such a distant objective.

But Mumm-Ra was patient. And there was no hurry.

Quote:Changing characters will reset you to the starting OM of 5000 unless you have at least 8000 earned OM. If your character had over 8000 earned OM, you may keep half of the OM you have earned minus the starting amount. So, if you have 10,000 OM, take away the starting OM of 5000 and you're left with 5000. Half of that is 2500 OM, which you can add on to your new starting OM. 

It's your 20th, and you're Scottish, so please be careful not to die of alcohol poisoning :frogbon:

Character name:Desman 'Des' Black

Character source:Original

Character history:Des's memories before coming here are somewhat mangled, him having memories of visues infected VR sytems, computor programs and being a pirate-based super hero, the only recurring theme is that he was a guinius in robotics and medical professions, and losing some limbs then becoming a robot; though the latter has differnt reasons.
His world, or what he can remember of it, is very similar to our own, except where techology is sightly more advanced.
Des's exact point in his life he came from is somewhat ambiguous but the most accurate would probably be just before trying to return home after he was stranded in a apocalyptic demension, where he faced in inner demons and finally started to open up to people.[Around 3-4 years after his first life-chaging event]

Physical Description: A meltellic red robot whose height and weight are 3"11' and 100kg repectively. Des' body is made up of a mixture of tungstan and aluminium. Other them the cannon on his right arm and having wheels instead of legs, he is fairly humanoid in shape. He also has a hump on his back that acts like a backpack.[spoiler][/spoiler] 
Stats:
ATK:3
DEF:4
SPD:1
TEC:2

(4700)

Starting Proficiencies: (1000 spent)
(1000)Ranged Proficiency


Starting Powers: (3400 spent)
(1400)Enhanced Senses-basic
(1000)Fusion-basic
(1000)Sybiosis

Starting Moves: (300 spent)
(300)Elemental Shot (Requires Ranged Proficiency): A shot made of pure energy around 6-7 inches in diameter with an effective range of about 2.5 m. It is shot from Des's arm cannon, can be shot while moving but gives -0.5 speed form the first to last shot. Vissualy simmiler to a kamahamaha wave, except without the tail and chages colors depending on the dominent element in the area (technically doesn't effect the shot becurse of what is treated as "fluff information" in the omniverse but does change the elemental allightment of shot). Can be aimed while standing still and can shot 1 shot per second for 3 secs, requires 1 second charging time between rounds. Moves slightly slower then a bullet. Only requires focus when aiming and drains stamina slightly, effects become noticeable after 6 rounds.

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

Where did you find us? Was searching google for a new RPing site.

Tim checked his watch. This was the time that he and his oHarmony date were supposed to meet. He was apparently still working at the moment, so Tim said he could meet him at his bar. Tim sighed as he scanned the bar. 

"Okay, Tim, you can do this," he hissed, "You won't freak out too much this time. Handsome Jack is dead. He can't hurt you anymore."

Heart pounding and face crimson, Tim walked into Barry's bar.

Character name: Utsuho Reiuji

Character source: Touhou Project

Character history: Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Not many know this better than Utsuho Reiuji. Born a simple, if rather stupid, hell raven, she was deemed by Kanako Yasaka to be a perfect vessel for the Sky Goddess’ plans. Kanako, in the form of a disembodied voice instructed the impressionable raven to swallow the three-legged crow-god of the sun, Yatagarasu. Thus, she did, and with the consumption of Yatagarasu, Utsuho gained what powers the sun itself, nuclear fusion and fission.
With this new-found awesome power, the hell raven set out to do what made the most sense to her, expand hell to all reaches of the world. This, of course, meant that she would have to burn Gensokyo into a smoldering, irradiated wasteland, an idea the inhabitants didn’t take kindly to. It wasn’t long before Reimu and friends showed up and soundly beat her ass, knocking that idea forever out of her mind.
Now with the evil beaten out of her, Utsuho turned instead to regulate the Hell of Blazing Fires, and keep it alight so it could burn away all the corpses brought down by her Kasha friend, Rin Kaenbyou.
Though she may be mellowed out for now, nuclear reactions still rage within her, that power has not ceased to exist, and maybe that old motivation is still there, ready to go supercritical and start up again. Especially since now she’s been stolen away to a new world right from out of her reactor, no ties from her old world to keep her reigned in.

Physical Description: http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/vill...0805202210

Stats:
ATK: 5
DEF: 2
SPD: 3
TEC: 0

Starting Proficiencies: Physical (1000), Ranged (1000), Area Attack (600), Area Shield (400),
[3,000]

Starting Powers:
Flight (1,800), Burst Movement (800)
[5,600]

Starting Moves:
Control Rod (Physical, Area Attack) (600): A large, metal cylinder that encases Utsuho’s right arm from the elbow down. It’s around 20 cm in diameter and extends her reach by a meter. It is fully removable, and can be set aside if Utsuho needs to use both of her hands for something. Otherwise, it is solidly affixed to her arm, and can be used as a bludgeon with no detriment to her.
Utsuho can also channel her power through it, concentrating and charging up for two seconds, during which she can’t perform any other actions, before unleashing a powerful cone-shaped blast of nuclear energy in front of her. The blast hits up to three meters away from her and is one meter wide, knocking anyone caught in it away from her. While grounded, she must brace herself and keep still. If however she is airborne at the time, she’s doesn’t need to brace herself, but she still can't move while charging, and the force pushes her back about a meter. 
Since she typically doesn’t have time to build up energy beforehand, repeated uses of the blast wear her out over time, though one or two won’t have much of an effect.
[6,200]

Shooting Sun (Ranged, Area) (300): While remaining still, Utsuho raises her free hand above her head, pointing skyward, and focuses, condensing a small ball of nuclear energy, no larger than a quarter of a meter in diameter, above her extended finger over the course of five seconds, before throwing it at an opponent within 20 meters. Upon impact, the ball explodes violently, throwing molten matter upward in a pillar of super-heated air and plasma 40 meters high and 1 meter in diameter. Anyone hit by or within a meter of the plasma is bowled over by the force, and most objects that the blast strikes are burned or melted away. The plasma and pillar quickly fizzle away, leaving only traces of heat and a crater of scorched earth in its wake.
Though she can use it while airborne, the concentration and effort required to create such a dense plasma ball prevents her from doing anything except hang/stand there while she concentrates, and the amount of energy it takes up wears her out moderately.
[6,500]

Tier 1 Super Defense: Light Cover: Nuclear Heat Visor (Area shield) (600): Over the course of two seconds, Utsuho forces the nuclear reactions within her to intensify. Heat rapidly builds within her body, quickly spilling out and turning the air in front of her into plasma. The super-heated air glows blue with plasma, and is hot enough to burn away most attacks that come her way.
Reference (0:30)
[7,100]

Tier 1 Super Attack: Explosion Sign: Mega Flare (Area Attack, Ranged) (600): Klaxons blare as Utsuho rapidly builds up nuclear energy within her body. It takes about a second to reach acceptable levels, upon which she expels it from out of the red eye on her chest, forming a ball of nuclear fire two meters in diameter. This nuclear flare shoots downrange at about the speed of an arrow, finally fizzling out after traveling 70 meters or at the first object hit.
Reference (0:44)
[7,700]

Tier 1 Power Up: Control: Self Tokamak (1,000): Utsuho increases the power of the nuclear reactions within her within reason, safely raising her energy output beyond normal levels. The concentration and precision involved in maintaining that output prevents her from using any moves that require her power during it.
ATK: (+2)
DEF: (+1)
SPD: (+2)
TEC:
[8,700]

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I really don’t want to be sitting on two 2hus, so Hatate is fair game to anyone who wants to RP her.

Time zones are weird so I'm not sure that I have the right day but hopefully I'm correct!



Please accept this picture of a forklift birthday cake. #DA

“Kanda-kun!” The girl with silver hair called out above the crowd, waving her arm high above her head. Around her stood two more high school girls and what appeared to be an elementary student. The elder two, one taller and more physically matured with dark hair, the other of average height and body type for a girl her age with reddish hair, both looked over to where the silver-haired girl was calling. The elementary student seemed to be fixated on something shiny in the window of the store they were standing just outside of, only slightly acknowledging the presence of the generic, brown-haired scrawny kid with dull eyes and a cookie-cutter face that waltzed over all five of them.
 
All of the girls were in their best casual clothing, in order to impress their fellow male student. The mature girl was in tight jeans with a t-shirt and tank top that complemented her pronounced bust, the red-haired girl was in a simple skirt long-sleeved tee, the silver haired girl in a blouse and tee-vest combo, the elementary student in shorts, striped stockings, and a long-sleeve.
 
The boy was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that made him look skinnier than he even actually was.
 
After threading through the dense crowds around the Japanese mall, Kanda began to discuss the day’s plans with the girls, all of them doting after his every word like puppies. Even the little one’s cheeks were a slight shade of red whenever the boy’s attention was focused on her.
 
“Well, I figure we might as well start checking things off the list.” Kanda prompted the group to start moving down the rows of stores lining the mall hallway, when suddenly the mature girl began holding onto his arm.
 
“Um… Kanako-san… why are you grabbing onto me?”
 
“Oh, Kanda-kun, these hallways are so crowded. I wouldn’t want to get separated from you!”
 
“Okay, but what about the others?”
 
“Oh they’ll be fine.”
 
“And Chifuyu-san?”
 
“You know for a girl so young she sure has a good head on her shoulders! Come on let’s go!” The mature girl began dragging the boy along with her, as the rest of the girls tailed behind and protested the PDA.
 
None of them were able to react quickly enough to loud crack, then the heavy, humanoid object flying down the hallway at them. In the blink of an eye, a suit of steel flew past them, sending papers on store fronts and kiosks fluttering about and any loose objects to the ground. A women started asking where the hell her purse had gone. When their minds finally caught up to what just happened, all five of the girls looked back to where the presumed the source of the sudden flying object was.
 
At the end of the hallway, at the edge of the open plaza, was a single man in a grey suit. However, the suit was wrinkled and torn at places, the man’s black hair all messy and tangled, and his cloudy grey eyes sent out a look of unrelenting, unbridled… hunger.
 
“What is going on?” The mature girl looked back to where the object had flown by, only to see something that looked like a cross between a medieval knight and the terminator making its way back down the hall. Far behind it, there was a hole in the wall in front of a restroom, and water was spraying out of the sinks in both the men’s and women’s sections. People began filing out of the rooms, most uninjured, but one woman was now missing a finger.
 
“Kanda-kun we should get out of he-“ The girl turned to look at the boy, gripping his arm tighter, only to see that was all that was left of her friend. Just his left arm, torn clean off from the rest of his body. There was a scream, not from her but from the silver haired girl. The red head somehow managed to keep her cool, and grabbed the elementary student in order to shield her eyes from the sight.
 
Suddenly, the armored thing strode past them all, and the mature girl got a good look at it. It was tall, much taller than any man she had seen. Its helmet had two prongs jutting out from the front, on the top and bottom of a visor in front of where a face would be. It was making its way back towards the man who she could only guess was the one who had thrown it that way in the first place.
 
“Japanese man with supernatural abilities.” The armored thing’s voice bellowed out from what sounded like speakers. “You are interfering with business of the Faction of the Third. You are not part of this conflict, you do not need make self a part. Please leave.” It spoke in broken Japanese, like it had just learned the language yesterday.

I have a picture I have started for inkoctober