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Trixie posted this on the book-face.  I tried it out, because it looked fun.  Scored a 29,800.

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Smoke. The scent of burning rubber. Was something on fire? Madotsuki spun around to try and locate the disaster, but all she could see was black. Black below and above her. Black in the distance. There was nothing to visually indicate where she was, let alone to help her locate an accident.

Within the dim mind of her subconscious, she knew it was a dream. But this wasn't a type of dream she dreamt of. It almost felt like it wasn't from her mind at all, so what was is coming from? Even worse, as much as she attempted to turn lucid, the waking awareness remained out of reach. She couldn't even control her dreams anymore; they were places where she could be herself-- no morals or laws to uphold, just a world of her own. And now they weren't even that.

She wanted to leave.

When she forced herself to wake up, she caught a glimpse of a shadowy figure in her room, lurking by the window. Whatever it was, it definitely wasn't humanoid. A pair of shadowy wings framed a face with large blue eyes. The figure didn't appear aggressive, but its gaze pierced though the darkness in a commanding way, and the dreamer couldn't help but fall unconscious again.

When she went under for the second time, she could hear the wailing of sirens and screaming people. Much to her horror, her legs gained a mind of their own and started dragging her towards the noise. She pulled and tugged, but her legs remained steadfast. Suddenly the rest of her body wouldn't respond, like her soul was ripped from her form and she was forced to watch it march towards its inevitable death.

She needed to leave.

Even while she was awake, she still couldn't move. The shadowy figure was now accompanied by two black humanoids with red eyes. Madotsuki struggled not to scream as the two shades wavered their arms around her mouth, and the dreamer couldn't do anything about it. The non-human shadow, however, batted them aside and freed her. Immediately, she fell back asleep.

The building in front of her was made out of chrome, much like the establishments of Tier 2 where she lived. A giant hole had been made in the building, and the rest of it was smoldering in flames. Her path towards it was blocked by a line of cop cars. Stormtroopers hid behind them, readying their plasma pistols and shouting things that the Night Terror couldn't make out. Not that she was hard of hearing, but everyone else sounded like they were a mile underwater.

She glanced around, trying to see where the building was located, but anything further than a few meters from the vehicular blockade was hidden away in a shroud of darkness. The eyes from the friendly shadow stared at her from beyond the black, not commanding, but pleading for her to investigate the building further.

It was at that moment that the dreamer realized she could move her body again. Slowly, she crept her way past the line of cars, seemingly unnoticed by everyone else.

She wasn't meant to be here. They didn't realize that she was there because she shouldn't have been there in the first place. At least that's what the shade was thinking.

...Thinking?

Finally, she made her way through. In the center of the wreckage stood a lone figure stained with blood.

It was her.

She awoke with a start, trembling in a cold sweat. The shadows were gone, but her room remained dark under the cover of night. She stared up at the moon, trying not to cry as she attempted to piece together what had just happened.

“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.” 

  With that the darkness and the mysterious silhouette faded away. Out of pure habit, he reached for the shield that he kept strapped on him at all times. A brief moment of panic overtook him as Steve realized that it was missing. Then, a flash of red and silver caught the corner of his eye, indicating the shield lay beside him. He scooped it up and tightened the straps onto his left arm. Finally feeling complete and a little more secure, Rogers began to taking the world around him. Some sort of convoluted structure reminiscent of a fountain dominated the relatively flat landscape. Steve squinted his eyes and gazed out into the stark white expanse before him. A man of habit, Rogers quickly reviewed his equipment. His thick under layer of Kevlar weave padded heavily by Vibranium armor plating lay fitted over his muscular physique. The only part of his uniform that seemed out of place was the lack of tools and weapons made evident by the empty pouches on his belt. He could worry about his lack of items, that strange colorful orb and the suggestion of other 'Primes', whatever that meant, one he had found a safe place to camp. Satisfied with his equipment check, Captain America took his first step into the bleached region of mystery looming ahead.

Character name: Lord Dominator

Character source: Wander Over Yonder

Character history: Lord Dominator was born one-of-a-kind, the last child of a destroyed species in a galaxy built on continual destruction and warfare. There really was only one choice as far as she could see it - to be the greatest villain in the galaxy, climb to the top of the Galactic Villain Leaderboard and, of course... destroy them all. That would be her magnum opus, the destruction of the entire galaxy after working out how to break the spirit of each and every one. 



For years, Dominator built up the forces she would need. She designed her terrifying armour based on the then-number-one villain in the galaxy, but bigger and scarier. She unlocked the secrets of Volcanium X - a rare power source found in the centre of some planets - and used those secrets to build The Dominator; an incredibly powerful warship, staffed by Dominator Robots (or DomBots) powerful enough to easily brush aside the armies of any other villain. 



In other words, she ground out her advancement until she was way over-levelled. 



And to top it off, she watched her potential rivals from afar. Using her Dominator Probes, she studied them and made sure she knew just how to get under their skin (when they had skin; when they didn't, she learned how to get underneath their carapace or other relevant external covering). She had always been alone, and what she saw confirmed her long-held suspicions; that friendship was a relationship in which one person utterly dominated and controlled another; that the galaxy was full of 'dorks' and 'idiots'; that there was, in short, no amusement to be found in anything other than messing with them.



Which is exactly what she did. 



When she made her debut on the galactic stage, it wasn't subtle. She smashed the current number one right away, and sent the Galactic Villain Leaderboard into all-out panic. Unlike many of her contemporaries, she didn't seek to conquer or enslave; she sought only to destroy, and that alone was enough to terrify the galactic population. 



Due to her armour, most individuals had assumed that she was in fact male - that was, after all, part of the point - and the death and destruction which followed in her wake was interrupted only when, due to the careful manipulation of the tiny alien Wander, a massive Battle Royale between all the villains in the Galactic Villain Leaderboard was instigated by a so-called 'Ring of Invincibility'. 



Lord Dominator was the only villain not tricked by this; her ship ascertained the truth (that the ring was made of candy) fairly immediately, but she did want to engage in an all-out Battle Royale and assert her Dominance beyond any reasonable doubt. So she took part. 



The fight was intense, but she was handily winning until Lord Hater summoned up all his power and managed to land a blow that knocked off her helmet ... revealing the fact that she is, in fact, a woman. 



At that point, he was so stunned it was the easiest thing in the world to let the armour melt away, tease him, and then shove him off a cliff and take the ring for herself. 



She was still chuckling about it when she was grabbed by Omni - a turn of events which has really enraged her. Without her ship and army, she doesn't have the power she built up over decades. She has her armour, but even that is mostly just thick metal and the tiny amount of Volcanium X she has been able to transmute from Omnium. 



She's going to have to start over again.


How LAME!

(OOC Note: I've had to do a lot of inferring from comments given by Dominator in the last episodes of Season 2. She doesn't really talk about her background much, so, I hope that's cool?)

Physical Description:



Standing at an impressive six and a half feet tall, the green-skinned alien beauty is dressed in the latest galactic overlord chic. The heavy black metal helmet she wears has two prominent golden horns - stylized like lightning bolts - sprouting from the top, adding both a dastardly silhouette and an extra foot and a half of height to her presence. A simple, ugly black spike between them has... darker connotations. 



The helm itself is open-faced, allowing would-be supplicants to view wide, beautiful pink eyes - each rimmed with mascara which, due to her body's heightened temperature, is usually running at least a little bit. She has no nose, but the flat expanse of skin is lightly freckled with darker green spots, and the woman's full lips are smeared thickly with dark black lipstick. It is difficult to get an exact approximation of her age, but she's certainly an adult; probably in her mid to late twenties? 



A hint of brilliant white hair is allowed to trail from the bottom of the helmet over the shoulderpads of her outfit. Each pad is decorated with sharp, wickedly-pointed spikes, three of them to each shoulder. A tight-fitting black babydoll t-shirt has a bloody, tattered red heart symbol on both the front and back - her insignia of sorts - and leaves her stomach bare.



Slung around her hips is a long black skirt, slits in each side baring her legs which are long, shapely and powerful - and it is only the last final detail of her outfit which undermines that image at all. A pair of simple sports socks are pulled up to her knee, and the woman apparently favours... converse sneakers? Well, they might not ooze terror, but one can hardly deny their practicality!


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

Starting Proficiencies: Physical Strength (1000), Ranged Proficiency (1000), Remote Control Proficiency (600)

Starting Powers: 

Alternate Form (Armoured Mode - Atk 3, Def 4, Spd 1, Tec 2) (2000) - Lord Dominator's 'battle form' greatly augments her physical capabilities at the expense of some manoeuvrability. She gains a full foot of height (bringing her to 7'6), and is clad entirely in dark black metal. The Armour also gives her the power to control magma, and allows her to stretch her arms (represented by her 'elasticity' power) - which are made of magma in this form.

Elasticity (400)

Starting Moves: None

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Where did you find us? - Google search for 'play by post crossover RPG'

Hey guys, Dell here.

With Evolve going f2p with the Stage 2 beta, I decided to record some gameplay and make a video of it. Here it is:



I'm currently working on some more but for now this is the only video I have on my new gaming channel, SpeakingNerglish. Any feedback would be welcomed, just make it constructive.

And just to answer this one now: yes, I am aware that I suck.

Thomas Pugsley

Character Source:

OC

Thomas Pugsley is Soviet officer in the K.G.B. Pugsley is from an alternate reality where all people are Dogs were the Soviets rule the world. During world war 2 Pugsley was assigned a mission to assassinate Franklin Delano Roosevelt. Pugsley succeed in his mission to kill the US president by Sneaking into the White House and killing him with a Spoon successfully making it look like natural death. When Pugsley returned to Soviet Russia he was ranked lieutenant and appointed as a Russian arms dealer. Later on in his life, he got married to a beautiful golden retriever named Lyusi and had 10 "golden pug puppies". Years later the Russian government created a space program to explore the deepest reaches of space. Pugsley was a prime candidate for being Russia's cosmonaut. For three years Russia trained him in space operations. Tragically, when the Russian space program finally created the Rocket ship it blew up mid air with Pugsley inside. During the mayhem of the wreckage, Omni saw the opportunity and took him. Unfortunately, all that remained of Pugsley was his family picture of him, his wife, and his 10 "golden pug puppies" and listed him K.I.A.


Physical Description
Human sized pug standing at an shocking 7 feet and 2 inches with the look of a bear from the neck down, wearing a green fur overcoat with no pants or shoes and a fur ushanka with a red soviet star on the front.

STATS:
ATK:2
DEF:4
SPD:2
TEC:2
[b]
PROFICIENCIES:
[/b]Physical strength-1000 OM
Ranged-1000 OM

POWERS:
[b]Enhanced Senses: [/b]Advanced-1700 OM

Moves:  
Makarov Pistol - 300 OM
The Makarov is a pistol created in 1951 by the Soviet Union for its reliability. The weapon shoots a 308 auto full metal jacket cartridge. The Makarov takes 2 seconds to pull out and takes 2 seconds to reload. The Makarov's fire-rate is 1.5 seconds. The range of the weapon is 55 yd. The pistol is small and concealable it weighs 730 g. The pistol has a chrome lined barrel it has bakelite or plastic grip reinforced with steel inserts.

The Spoon-300 OM
Just a rusty spoon. Takes 1 second to pull out, has a range of 3 feet. The Spoon is for beating people. The Spoon is also a tool used for soup and other food like potato.


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*Note this is an alternate account for Warren Zimmer given that I have the Omnilium for such. 

Character name:   Hal Jordan

Character source:  DC Comics New 52

Character history:    After Sinestro destroyed the Guardians,  the Templar Guardians appointed Hal Jordan in charge of the Green Lantern Corps.  The moment he was put in charge, the Durlans… a race of shapeshifters started to cause problems.   At that moment he abdicated his position in the Green Lanterns,  abandoning his ring and taking on the  power of the gauntlet.  A battle with his second in command made him out to be one of the criminals of the Green Lantern Corps.  Knocked on the head and given a Concussion,  Hal would awaken to find himself in the Omniverse.  His ring was replaced with the Gauntlet of Krona,   and now Hal has to learn how to use it while at the same time trying to gather up any other Lanterns out there to reforge the Corps.  

Physical Description:  



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


Starting Proficiencies:
Ranged Proficiency (1000)
Ranged Materialize Proficiency (600)
Remote Control Proficiency  (600)

Starting Powers:
Flight (1800)

Starting Moves:

• Krona’s Gauntlet (Weapon,  requires Ranged Proficiency and Ranged Materialize Proficiency as well as Remote Control Proficiency. ):   Krona’s Gauntlet is the precursor to the rings worn by the Green Lanterns. Since his arrival here many of the capabilities of the gauntlet have been locked due to insufficient power.  However he has still retained the ability to fly,  speak other languages and of course create energy constructs which is what allows him to fight.   This enables him to do the moves listed below. 
  

• Cannon (300, requires Ranged Proficiency, Remote Control Proficiency and Ranged Materialize Proficiency.):   One of the constructs of Hal. This is a green colored construct but appears to look like a Sci Fi laser cannon.  The cannon takes about 30 seconds of continued charging during which Hal can move around freely. The cannon takes a lot of concentration and is very dangerous for Hal to use because should he break his focus HE would be the one receiving damage from this move.  Any time he wants to re-use the cannon he must simply recreate it once more.  The beam is about the size of a school bus.  The beam travels at about 50 MPH.  It can be broken assuming someone is fast enough to punch the beam out or has a powerful energy attack that can disrupt this move.  If it is broken it takes roughly 2 minutes for him to be able to use the cannon again.  This has a range of 70 Meters.  The cannon requires that he choose his own targets.  In addition it could potentially make him pass out if he were to spam the cannon.   It cannot be used with other moves.  This move is severely damaging. 
  

• Plasma Burst:  (300,  Ranged Proficiency and Ranged Materialize Proficiency.):      Plasma Burst fires a blast of green energy out of the gauntlet. The blast takes about 10 seconds for him to make.  The blast has a range of 70 Meters from his person at any one time. The speed is about 60 MPH.   After this attack Hal would be down on one knee and panting for breath because it's very draining. Sometimes if he has to use 2 of these in a short order he'd even throw up a little.   This can indeed be used while moving,  especially while flying.  It takes about 15 seconds before he could use this move again however.   It requires some focus.   The Plasma Burst is about 10 feet by 5 feet  in length and width.  This would be moderately damaging. 
  

• Construct Creation:   One of the standard abilities provided by the Gauntlet or by a typical power ring.  This allows him outside of combat to create constructs.  But they still follow the same rules as a summon but with one difference. This doesn't eat up Omnilium for him to use. However it should be noted that the constructs are at best temporary and are only as strong as his will.  Furthermore these constructs cannot be used in combat.  
  

• Translation App:  This allows him to understand the various languages of the people here, a protocol built into the gauntlet
  

ALRIGHT LET'S DO THIS NOW SO I CAN POST LIKE FUCK TONIGHT
Also, yes, I've put quite a bit of thought into this - I just haven't been nearly as vocal with it as I was with Neptune. Though if you'd like to know about how much thought I've put into this, you might want to turn your attention to Shay and Victor, both of whom I've talked the ears off of.
And WITHOUT FURTHER ADO-- because we've all had enough ado-- THE CHANGE THING. *heugh*

Happy Bday Deadpool, you sexy bastard you.

As she waited for something to happen she felt something tug at her soul "Wha"? and she felt it pull her away from this realm and she the blacked out.

 

Quote: A few hours later