As Chara was running she stopped and felt her body for her knife but she could not find it, thinking "They took my knife, I guess ill need to make a new one as well as my horse Determination." she pulled out a orb of Omnilium and thought about her knife for a few minutes  and it looked like the last one she had and, she decided to try out her new knife she imagined "Tin-Mans" Fist coming at her and her knife turned green and she swiped in front of her and a shield she knew very well came back " Well besides that I need rest I need to save my family." Then she pulled another orb after putting her knife in her sheath, and thought of her horse for about five to six minutes and the horse came back, "well time to ride." and she began to ride to the Palemoor's portal to finish what they started.

After a while she started to laugh at the garrison that tried to kill her family and said "they thought it would be funny to mess with me, but the joke is on them they will the one asking for my mercy, and be the ones running for there lives". and made her mount ride at full speed and then she gave her angry look and walked through the portal after about twenty-five minutes.

Character name: Nahar'de.
 
Character source: Original.
 
Character history: Nahar'de hails from a world in constant chaos and continuous conflict. A world ripe with magic, and users vying for a chance to seize control of it. Divided into factions by race, Nahar'de belongs to the one consisting of a species of massive flying monstrosities. Scaled creatures, uplifted to glory by the world's innate magic. For eons, they hid among the lesser races, employing advanced spells to take their form, bidding their time. When they rose, they ruled the skies and earth alike, forcing the other factions into submission.
 
Their thirst for power grew stronger, and to their dismay, they could find no more in their world. They started to take from each other, causing a rift in their faction, and untold devastation on anything caught in the cross-fire. Nahar'de, one of the younger brood, started experimenting with utilizing his very essence for his magic, in a desperate attempt to rein in his warmongering kin.
 
In a twist of fates, Nahar'de stumbled upon the very power that the rest desired, and it proved far too volatile to tamper with. The forces tore through him, and the last vision that passed his eyes was one of absolute destruction.
 
Nahar'de awakes in the Omniverse, finding himself imprisoned in a lesser form resembling a mortal.
 
Physical Description: Nahar'de's lessened state of being renders him quite human. The major giveaway of his former stature is his onyx skin, and dimmed verdant eyes, which for a mortal appears more like a birth defect than anything else.
 
He stands just shy of 180 cm, boasting no significance to speak of. The 'man' is lean with long coarse black hair reaching down to his back. Not used to much clothing, the former scaled creature prefers to wear light robes that leaves the most of his arms bare, and slippers. They're brown, plain and comfortable.
 
Stats:
ATK: 4
DEF: 1
SPD: 3
TEC: 2
 
Starting Proficiencies:
Physical Strength.
 
Starting Powers:
Advanced Regeneration.
 
Starting Moves:
Hot Blooded: Despite his current appearance, the blood of his true lineage flows within Nahar'de. His normal blood temperature is above boiling temperature, sputtering and scalding should it exit him. Being used to these kinds of internal temperatures naturally means that Nahar'de does not become uneasy around hotter temperatures, and can eat a mean spicy dish without too much hassle. In contrast, he is not much for colder climates.
 
Heritage: Whenever Nahar'de requires force that exceeds a human's limits, he invokes a remnant of his former glory around the concerned limb to aid in the endeavour. It appears as a transparent silhouette of his past form, so for instance, when he strikes his opponent, his fists become enveloped by a large clawed appendage. 
 
I confirm that I have read and agreed to the Rules of Conduct.
 
Where did you find us? This time, I found you guys through Trixie.
 
Side-note for my abilities, I mostly consider them flavor. Hot Blooded could technically be an extraordinary attack (I imagine getting hit in the face with boiling blood sucks, and can cause a steel blade to brittle if exposed for a while).
 
Heritage is supposed to be Nahar'de's way of actually fighting while being 'human', and it is supposed to replace him using his actual limbs for combat, so it's supposed to scale with his attack and count as standard punching, kicking, etc.

For the sake of clarity, I used to be a member on Chubbs and presumably still have a lot on you on my Steam or otherwise. I used to play... Tyr, Leo, something else latter? I never managed to get deep into the RPG itself, before everything kind of spun out of control - so if I seem familiar, that's why. I'm Danish if that refreshes your memory some. 

Claptrap scrambled through the gate into Coruscant, whimpering in an even higher pitched voice than usual. The little robot clutched the unconscious body of Smith in his hands with surprising ease, trying his best to disguise the fact that there was only one half of a face on the agent's body. Claptrap's single eye darted around cautiously, fully aware of how suspicious he looked. People turned and stared as he walked past, but so far no one had noticed Smith's face. Claptrap had to get Smith somewhere safe, fast, but could;t exactly go to a hospital with the agent looking how he did. 

In the corner of his eye, Claptrap noticed a pair of stormtroopers walking towards nearby and made a break for a nearby elevator. He dashed inside and slammed on the buttons, closing the door before the noticed him. The little robot's breath heaved as the elevator descended, his CPU trying to process what had happened in the last hour. Claptrap ran through the events again and again in his head, but it seemed to get harder to take in every time. Claptrap's thoughts cleared when the door opened, a '6' appeared above the door appeared and the doors opened to a veritable wasteland that would make Pandora look cosy. 

Clouds of smoke rose in the distance, and gunshots and curses echoed through the air. Claptrap rolled gingerly out of the elevator and summoned his shotgun in case someone tried to hustle him. With Smith held across one shoulder and his shotgun poised at the ready in the other hand Claptrap slowly made his way through the city, if you could call it that. The robot searched for a suitable building to hold Smith in while he recovered and came across what appeared to be a dilapidated hospital. Claptrap nervously stepped inside, hoping that there weren't any hobos or creepy hospital ghosts inside. 

Claptrap wheeled his way through the eerily silent corridors, the sound only broken by the occasional gunshot. In the middle of the hospital, Claptrap found an old, and uncleaned, operating table. Satisfied, Claptrap carefully placed the unconscious agent onto the table and took a good look at the damage. It wasn't a pretty sight, the front left quarter of the agent's head was almost missing and the half destroyed remains of Smith's shade's still hung onto his face. Claptrap had no medical training per se, but he had another idea. Claptrap's disc drive ejected, revealing his orb of omnillium. Claptrap held up the glowing orb, admiring the colours for a moment, before returning to the task at hand. 

"This stuff can grant anything I desire, right?" Claptrap muttered. "Well I desire for my buddy to get better," Claptrap said as he began channeling the omnillium into the unconscious agent.

Character name: Rin

Character source: Original

Character history: Rin was your normal, crazy, incest loving, Hobbit fanfiction OC. That was until she broke out of the sight and staged a coup with the deleted OC's in the sites garbage. Casualties were high, but Rin alone managed to escape through the external links wall. Since then, she has been wandering about the internet, enjoying the new and ever-changing landscape. (If you're really bored and interested in reading the whole story: Four-Chapter Fanfiction)

Physical Description: Rin has a wolfish face, dark skin, and emerald green hair. Though she is a dwarf and short, true to OC fashion she still retains the ideal teenager body image of thin and graceful. Despite her intended story being The Hobbit, she has adopted a steampunk style of outfit. (originals only)

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

Starting Proficiencies: Physical Strength, Area Attack Proficiency

Starting Powers: Burst Movement, Basic Regeneration

Starting Moves: 
Sphere Blast - An Area Attack, Sphere Blast sends out a sphere of kinetic/white energy to cause damage to the surrounding area. It takes 30sec to 1min to charge. Side effects include nausea and fatigue (throwing up is not uncommon after using this attack).
Deus ex Machina - A variation on the Sphere Blast. Generally used to escape tough situations or defeat large groups of enemies. Charge takes 2-5min. Side effects include extreme nausea or loss of consciousness.

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

Where did you find us? Referred by The Humble Sage.

Not sure what do to at this point was hoping to join up with someone and continue on. I am allied with the Empire so I would prefer somone who also is Empire friendly.

Is it possible to buy items for other primes, such as communicators and stuff of that nature? For instance, m current idea is to buy two communicators, one for myself, and then give the other to Reuben IC. So really my questions are is that allowed, and how would we go about doing that exactly? Thank you.

Happy Birthday, Gamzee!



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Weiss shivered slightly as she walked through the portal. Something about these weird, otherworldly doors always made her heart jump a bit when she stepped through. Maybe it was her entire field of vision changing in a split second to something entirely different, or maybe it was just the general weirdness. Weiss wasn't exactly sure.

Ruby, on the other hand, seemed pretty energetic, practically jumping through the portal. Weiss rolled her eyes: how was her partner so enviously good at adjusting to all of this strangeness? For her, it seemed like she treated being in a completely different world as just another adventure. Weiss supposed the real mystery was that she was surprised by this after spending so much time with Ruby. Her cheery partner might have been a team leader, but she never really worried about the details: she just fought monsters, helped people, and did her best to make the world a better place - knowing her, it didn't matter what world.. Weiss would have been envious, but she knew the only reason the scarlet-clad huntress got away with it so often was because she had a certain teen aged perfectionist there to help her out when she made a mistake here or there...

A sudden weight tugging down on Weiss's arm brought her down to earth as Ruby pointed excitedly around the 'verse. "Oh... my god! Weiss! Look around!" Ruby said excitedly.

Weiss was surprised as her skin met the chilly air. she'd heard the Vasty Deeps was more of a tropical place, but the snow around her seemed to say otherwise. a bunch of... eccentrically built buildings were loosely arranged around them, leaving a mostly open view of the area around them. "This looks a bit colder than what I'd expect you to want for a vacation-"
"Never mind that, Weiss! Look!" Ruby insisted, and the Annoyed Schnee had to try very hard to resist the urge to thump Ruby as she forcefully directed Weiss's eyes to the horizon. "there's so much water! it stretches on forever, and goes like everywhere! Have you ever seen something like this before, Weiss?" Ruby asked with an enthusiasm Weiss had trouble believing could exist.
"Well, when the Schnee family went on trips, I occasionally saw the oceans out of a window on the airplane, though I doubt these bodies of water have much in common-"
"Weiss, look at how the sun plays off the water! It's so cool!"

Of course, Weiss smirked to herself. Why would I expect to get in a word edgewise when she's like this?

Weiss felt like she should be irritated, but seeing Ruby's grin right now, as she rushed her down to the water... well, even she could only be so grumpy in the face of that much cheer.

With the others departing Toybox Girl was left to her own devices again. Her first priority was to find more information on everyone she just met. She didn't have anything pressing to get to and she had some concerns towards their behaviors. First was this Princess Bonbon. It was apparent from the title that she was important somewhere. Whether that was on the Omniverse or in just her world, TBG was hoping to find out. She was clearly not someone that would be allowed to continue free on any world overseen by the ARK. That other one though, that wasn't exactly good either. But that stuffed penguin thing, it looked more like a Pepen. Using monsters as weapons was not as bad as intelligent beings. Had she made the right decision to not pursue that one?

Toybox Girl turned to her two comrades. She said, "We are going to wait here for the moment so that we can focus on data gathering. Let's see what the data verse has to offer." Toybox Girl was in charge of the three so she had be confident and in charge of this makeshift squad. Especially because this was so dangerous for them. They were more recon units than front line bots. Maybe she should have sought something stronger to bring here, but it wasn't like she had a fountain of this Omnilium to use. TBG wouldn't bring more here until she really had to. While she could use the help, she wasn't going to trap more Cosmic Heroes here than she could help. Especially if research holds true that only Primes can revive and Secondaries do not. Unless she manually reformed them.

There wasn't a whole lot of information on the Camelot nobility. Understandable as a magical society that was unfamiliar with magic would not be inclined to store much on the internet. But it was suggested that she was relatively new to the scene. The nation? city? it wasn't clear the size of Bonbon's group but there was some kind of history between them and Ambrosia. More unsettling was what more searching revealed. While Princess Bonbon committed such acts of atrocity, it was hardly an uncommon occurrence and attitude in Camelot that such was the norm. There was discrimination against non-humans considered a lesser species. Such attitudes were mostly done away with a long time ago on the ARK. Only a line between intelligent and non-intelligent beings. 

Here though, it was rampant and of the worst kind. It made Toybox Girl question whether or not the bounty she sought in their name was even in good faith or not. Toybox Girl asked, "Do you guys see this information?" Nora replied, "It's terrible!" Caren stated, "With the level of technology or lackthereof it isn't surprising that their society has not evolved socially. Even today robots made judgments solely on the model of other robots." Toybox Girl glanced away for a moment, she liked to believe otherwise. She said, "Yea but we need to be more careful about what jobs we take. We can't perpetuate this kind of thing. Let's see what we can find on Guu and Ambrosia next."

The dataverse came up with dozens of more hits on Ambrosia and Guu. Guu's own twitter account was a wealth of mostly useless information. Except that it told that she wasn't all that unusual a person using social media. Looking into it at a glance, there was no way to digest all of it, it seemed that she had been against Omni at first but changed her mind later. Would Toybox Girl feel like that at some point? For now she was firmly against some powerful being manipulating others from across multiple dimensions. His actions could be equated to the actions of the Demon Army on some level. The group that she was at war with. Then there was random entry she pulled up and read too much of before closing and deleting the local file. She didn't need to see 'that' kind of thing.

More importantly Ambrosia seemed to be a place where all kinds were accepted. An antithesis to the worst aspects of Camelot and Bonbon's Berry group. While they were concerned with themselves, the data suggested they would a group welcome within the ARK. Maybe she had made the right call in that fight. There was more information about the various residents in varying amounts. Toybox Girl looked back at the others with the research concluded. She said, "We should reconsider her offer to join the group at a later date." Nora said, "Yea they sound awesome!" Caren said, "But not yet. We know their public image but that is what they want to be seen as. On the spot, what are they really? Of course individuals will vary as well. They are also opposed to one of the two major factions on principle which would make it harder to operate. Though it seems they are at an accord with each-other at this time." Toybox girl nodded, "Exactly."