I've been here for a long time and I still have yet to practice combat. Anyone up for a friendly mock fight?

Essentially what the title says. I have a fairly big list of people I can try.

Teth Hartcross: An OC of mine, a cloak-and-dagger rogue. He's a Chaotic Good anti-hero, willing to do whatever it takes to see justice done. He's somewhat distant from other people, with few exceptions - one of which being his sister, Lilyth, who didn't really accompany him here. Will likely accompany New Babylon. Votes: 2.

James Locke: Another OC of mine, a destined hero who wields two katanas. Neutral Good hero who protected his world from literal nightmares. He tries to be distant from people as well, but he isn't too good at it - he does end up attached to people quite easily. Normally, he's accompanied by Surayel, who served as his mentor, but as of right now he's not here. Votes: 4.

Anakin Skywalker: The Darths and Droids version. I'm still in the midst of re-reading Darths and Droids, so I can't specify his personality yet, but I'm fairly certain I'd be good for it. We also have no PC Jedi, just Sith, so this is gonna be good. Votes: 2.

Ardon: The Lord of Owlbears from the webcomic, Will Save World For Gold. Detached from the others emotionally, he has no qualms about killing anyone and everyone if it means progressing - and that dangerous behavior will carry over to the Omniverse. Oh, and so will a nightmare spirit that lives inside his brain, and will eventually be a way of accessing new Moves and Powers(that will, of course, be bought with Omnilium beforehand). ^^ Votes: 1.

And, of course, more will probably spring up before I can make a choice.

The Primordial Scar had been something of a tourist site in the Pale Moors for many months after the group of vagabonds, mercenaries, and would-be heroes had defeated the creature.  While none of those primes could be sure, most of them believed that they had slain the beast.  What could possibly endure that much devastation and yet live?  The pilgrimages to the Scar tapered off nearly half a year after the demise of the creature, but the stories still endured in the little farming communities in the Moors.  Those bleak little hamlets that clung to life by the skin of the teeth in one of the worst regions of the Omniverse found some comfort in knowing that even the mightiest monsters could be defeated.
 
In Darkshire, the stories were even more popular, especially given the prominence of Atelos, the Guard-Captain.  Despite having only hazy memories of the fight’s latter stages, the Spartan had been there at the battle.  With everyone save the little red robot had faded unremembered into the morass of the Omniverse, the Spartan always enjoyed humoring citizens of Darkshire with stories of the beast.
 
But as the Spartan slept in his bed and the preteen machine stormed through the streets of a faraway city, the Primordial Scar shuddered.  The blighted crevasse trembled as fissures snaked their way out from its edges.  Tiny blossoms of gushing lava opened up along the edges of the scar.  The ruined buildings and obelisks of cooled magma collapsed as the ground heaved beneath them.  From the center of the sinkhole, a mushroom cloud of magma and ash shot up into the sky high enough to be seen from Darkshire and Dracula’s castle.
 
As the eruption calmed, the area was left coated in a thick haze of black ash.  From the center of the Primordial Scar, a massive hand reached up and crashed down against the ground.  A moment later, it was joined by its match, and within moments, the monstrosity had risen from what should have been its grave.  But instead of a zombie or a ghost, it was the beast renewed.
 
The Tarrasque.
 
Risen.

Character name: Hiro (Hiroaki) Protagonist

Character source: Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson

Character history: A young man of Half African American, Half Japanese descent, Hiro is "The Deliverator" for the mob owned pizza chain Uncle Enzo's. In Hiro's world, The United States collapsed into many fragmented territories owned by companies or private citizens, known as Burbclaves. A successful career abruptly smashes to a halt when he ends up trashing his delivery vehicle and  owing a couple favors to a young Kourier. Fortunately, Hiro is also one of the co-creators and programmers of The Metaverse, a 3-D computer simulation that dominates much of post american life. He's the "greatest swordsman in the world" and a top tier programmer and hacker. When one of his associates, Da5id, contracts a mysterious illness from an image file in the Metaverse, Hiro embarks on an insane adventure through the ruins of America to investigate and stop the madman behind it. At the culmination of the plan to mind control the world, Hiro succesfully reprograms the "Snow Crash" virus and enters the core of the Metaverse...disappearing in a white flash of light as Omni pulls him to a different kind of created world....

Physical description: 


Stats:
ATK: 2
DEF: 1
SPD: 3
TEC: 4

Proficiencies:
Physical Strength (1000 OM): Hiro is an excellent swordsman, both in and out of the Metaverse. His usual sword of choice is a katana, although he is versed in a couple other forms of swordplay. He can also throw a solid punch once in a while.

Powers:
Burst Movement (800 OM) : Fast on his feet and with his hands, Hiro would be dead several times over if he hadn't been able to outpace the fundamentalist minions of L. Bob Rife, or the Azerbijiani taxi thugs of Burbclavian America.

Insight (1600 OM): A hacker has to be able to think analytically, critically, and quickly. His own intelligence is aided by a set of EnSyte brand Metaverse Augmented lenses, which provide a plethora of information about anything he focuses on...even in the middle of a fight, which can get somewhat distracting at times.

Area Shield Proficiency (400 OM): Although he is quite fast, Hiro is only human and can't take too much punishment. The Omniverse has only strengethened his potential, and he has a lot of programming and modeling experience to draw upon for defensive abilities.

Moves: 

Glass Katana and Scabbard (300 OM) - Taking full advantage of a Prime's creation abilities, Hiro has created a sword that combines the length and reach of a katana with the cutting power of his one-time foe Raven's signature glass knives. This sword is about three and a half feet in length, and made of monomolecularly sharpened volcanic glass. It is always sheathed in it's scabbard, a unique piece of technology that contains a micro replicator which resharpens and reforms the blade if damaged. The scabbard is sturdily constructed, enough to serve as a short bludgeoning weapon akin to an escrima stick, even with the katana sheathed inside it. It is also capable of recreating the entire blade if the sword is shattered, but it takes at least thirty seconds and doing so burns out the generator until Hiro can fix it.

Vector Faraday (600 OM) - A defensive move based on Hiro's hacking ability, this move summons a bright green vector framework around Hiro's person. The fine, squared mesh is made of hard light and magnetic repulsion fields, turning aside normal strikes and dampening Moves used by other Primes by a small amount. He can form this shield after inputting the commands on his Dataverse interface, which takes about two seconds. This version can be used while Hiro is in motion, and forms after three seconds. The shield remains active for ten seconds, or until it is hit with a Move. The shield can be refreshed or reactivated four times before the projectors are drained of charge (these also power the Area Denial mode), and they take at least five minutes to fully refresh. Hiro retains the ability to use Moves while this version is active.

Alternatively, Hiro can activate the "Area Denial" mode, instead creating an immobile cage of solid vector frame. This cage covers an area about four feet by four feet, and can comfortably fit about two people inside it. This shield can only be used if Hiro is standing still, takes five seconds to activate and lasts for ten seconds. Setting up this move takes a greater amount of time than the personal version, and can be interrupted if Hiro is struck before he finishes activating it. He is also prohibited from using Katana moves while inside, or any other moves that are not specifically usable in close combat. Once casted and fully formed, it exists independently of Hiro and remains active until it ends or is broken. Anyone inside is unable to leave the cage until the duration ends or it is shattered by a strong enough attack. Area Denial mode uses twice as much charge as Personal mode, and can only be used with the Personal mode scale (ie, two personal activations and one AD, etc.) Hiro usually uses this mode to prepare a strategy or buy some time, then using Burst Movement to surprise his foe as the duration ends.

Items:

Kohoyaku Haptic Metaverse Interface (Communicator/ Mobile Dataverse Device) - 300 OM

Hiro has modeled this after his favorote brand of interface equipment. It works in conjunction with his glasses and his gloves to create a 3D overlay visible to himself that allows full interface with the Dataverse. He can choose to make the display visible to others if he chooses, but usually keeps it limited to his own vision.

Spent OM: 5000

I have read and agreed to the code of conduct.

Where did you hear about us?: I play Solomon Grundy.

Amaterasu involuntarily gasped as, the moment she crossed the gate from the Nexus into the icy fields, the temperature dropped dramatically. Not that she felt cold, luckily she was used to cold temperatures after having spent multiple days in Kamui and in the frozen-over Ark of Yamato. But she had not expected the fields to be this icy. "Kazegami! Slow your steps!" She spoke, raising her voice so the kami could hear her through the powerful blizzards. As soon as they had put a little distance between them and the portal she dismounted and passed a hand over the ground, examining it. "This is a deceptively thin film of ice on top of a body of water. We're standing atop a giant lake."

"Is it wise to move on together?" asked Kazegami.

"No. It looks like your aid is not needed as much as I thought, Kaze... but traveling through these fields together is going to be more dangerous than if I go alone. The added weight might break the ice if we cross onto areas where it's thin."

"I understand, Mother Amaterasu. What would you have me do in that case? Shall I rejoin the remaining kami in your brush?"

"Please. I have a feeling that another of your siblings is nearby. If you're in the brush with the others I will sense it more easily." She waited for the spirit of Kazegami to slip back into the brush before she placed her hands on the now lifeless body she had made for him, and broke it back down into raw Omnilium. After all, if she was able to turn it into things, surely the other way around was possible too? And yes, it was. After that she fashioned a pair of snowshoes wide enough that she could not break through the ice with her weight, and a thick coat because just a miko dress might come over as weird if she encountered anybody. Donning her new acquisitions some half hour after Kazegami had returned to her brush, Amaterasu felt ready. She began to walk.

[...]

Where was she? How long had she walked? Amaterasu looked to the sky, then forced herself to keep walking forward through the thick snowstorm raging around her. If she stopped she would be buried in this snow. She had lost track of time. The sun hadn't shown itself through the wall of clouds lining the sky - actually not the slightest bit of clear sky had shown itself. She wondered if she had lost her way. It wasn't uncommon for a traveler to believe that they had walked in a straight line only to find that they had made a big circle and were at their starting point again. No... don't think about that. Keep walking. Keep on walking... Was she off the lake by now? Had she reached solid ground?

A silhouette in the distance made her raise her head. Oki... he was here? Did he know she was there? She raised a hand and screamed against the wind. He, too, raised something. But it was not a hand. It was... bigger. And it gleamed for a brief moment, reflecting the light, before it was brought down in a violent motion. The sound of iron clashing with iron tore through the peaceful woosh of chilling winds and Amaterasu flinched, then gritted her teeth and forced herself to accelerate her steps. Oki was there. He was fighting... he was in trouble. She had to come to his aid.

With each step the silhouette changed more. It became two people, a small man with a long beard and clad in armor, and a large beast on two legs, with tusks and leather armor. Both wielded battered shields. The small man wielded a hammer. The beast held a club. They were fighting. Strewn around them were corpses both of other small men and of beasts, and the snow was drenched with blood. The two fighters were paying them no mind. They were fighting to the death. And with how they looked, the tusked beast was having the advantage here: the man was breathing heavily, Amaterasu could see a dagger sticking out from his back and seveal dents in his armor that were making it hard for him to even catch his breath. How he was not dead yet, she didn't know. Even if he defeated his opponent he was unlikely to make it anywhere far before his injuries caught up with him.

Smiling and certain of his victory, the beast raised his club and smashed it down on the small man, shattering the sorry remains of his shield. "You're done for!" he yelled, laughing. Amaterasu stood several meters behind him. She saw him raise his club once more, knocking the small man's weapon out of his hand. He fell to his knees and grabbed onto the beast's waist as if trying to break his ribs. "My ancestors will... welcome me in the halls... of heroes. Can you say... the same for yourself, troll coward?" The beast, apparently a troll, just laughed and slammed his foot into the small man's chest, knocking him on his back and driving the dagger further up his back. Then he drew a short, terrible knife from his belt and brought it to the small man's neck. "Your entrance to the halls of the dead will never be allowed, dwarf. I will cut your beard and leave you to die in the cold. You want a warrior's death? You'll die slowly, and not by the blade of your foe." The man, a dwarf, tried to stop, but the troll just laughed and took a hold of his beard, readying to cut it off at its base.

That was when Amaterasu cleaved him in half.

"KIRU!" That single word pierced the peaceful sounds of winds far louder than the sound of clashing weapons, and the troll's eyes widened. His mouth opened to form a silent expression of surprise, surprise at that his upper half had been cleanly separated from his lower half from the stomach down. Then the two halves fell to the ground, and the line of black ink that Amaterasu had drawn into the air as well as the 斬 sign that had appeared alongside it dispersed into loose particles that were carried away by the wind. The sun goddess let go of her hair-brush and ran up to the short man - the dwarf - hastily. "Are you okay?! Can you breathe?!" she inquired, forcing his body into a sitting position to keep the blade in his back from making the injuries even worse.

"Ghh... leave me alone, lass. Ye can't help me anymore..." the dwarf mumbled and coughed up blood. Amaterasu grunted and pulled out the knife from his back, then put a hand on the bleeding injury. What she was now going to do was not the same as when she had summoned a body for Kazegami, but it was similar. It had to work. "Hold still and don't talk. You're not going to die here today." She spoke with all the determination that she could muster. The dwarf was about to talk back, to bat her hand away, but when he saw Amaterasu's face and eyes, he sighed, smiled and leant back. "Bruenor's beard... I'm 'avin illusions on me deathbed. But I didn' think I'd see meself dyin' in the arms of a goddess. Heh... me dead wife, or maybe a beautiful wench though..."

"I said don't talk. I must concentrate." She sent Omnilium to the points where she had seen his injuries, and imitated the flesh, bones, marrow and other tissue that she could feel directly around the wound. It was a tediously slow process. With her other hand she undid the straps and belts that held the platemail of his armor, and tore it off his chest which immediately resulted in his breathing growing steadier. His chest had been pushed against by the inwards bent steel, and kept him from really filling his lungs with air. Now he was able to catch his breath again. He weakly raised a hand and grabbed Amaterasu's mantle, as if it was what let him cling to life.

The minutes ticked by. Amaterasu's head was spinning from the concentration and the exhaustion, but she kept working until the worst of the dwarf's injury was treated. She heard how the dwarf's pained grunts were diminishing. He had other injuries, but none as threatening as the one on his back, and that wasn't life-threatening anymore. When Amaterasu finished and fell forward into the snow, face-first, his hands caught her and helped her back into a kneeling position.

"Bruenor's beard, lass... I ain't gonna let you die on me after you save me life." he said with a laugh.

"I'm okay, just dizzy... does it hurt?" She asked whilst covering herself back up in her mantle. Now with her exhaustion, she did feel somewhat cold after all... she hadn't imagined that healing tissue like that was so taxing.

"Ya bet it does. But I'll live, thanks to you. Ya even saved me from losing me beard..." He spat next to the troll's mangled corpse. "Yer a Prime, ain't ya lass? I'm Urist McGlodsson... and who are ya? I want to know who I can thank for keeping me life and me honor."

"I'm Amaterasu. Yes, I'm a Prime, I... think I am." She looked around. "Listen, your back needs treatment, I only was able to heal the worst of it. Is there any settlement nearby where you could get aid?"

"Nay, we were a group a' merchants, lookin' to settle up somethin' near the gates. Got ambushed by the trolls, they killed most of us. I bashed a few heads in, but they backstabbed me before we could kill 'em. That one ya cleaved in half was the last one of the bunch. We gots ta get back to the dwarven territory... maybe find some small settlement we can take a break at." He grabbed his hammer off the ground and began searching the bodies. "Lass... Amaterasu, yes? Get to the carriage. Fetch whatever provisions ya can find. It's gonna be a long way home."

Amaterasu reached for the curved blade that the troll had been wielding as well as the reinforced dagger that had been used to backstab the dwarf and put them away. They might come in handy, as horrible as they might be. They were of exceptional craftsmanship. She eyed the carriage, then Urist. "I'm a Prime... I can summon food with Omnilium. It'd save us carrying around a lot of baggage."

Urist slapped his forehead. "Bruenor's beard, yer right lass! Forgive an ol' dwarf for forgettin'. I ain't seen many Primes in my life. Their fancy tricks are beyond my understanding. Let's get goin' then." He looked to the sky, then around left and right and finally began to walk into a direction.

"Are you sure that that's the right way?" Amaterasu asked with a frown, but followed Urist. They both were taking slow steps. Neither was in a condition to run.

"Completely. We dwarves... we ain't like you humans. We're connected to the ground. We see landmarks where others jus' see rocks or trees. That's the way we came from. It's the way to the dwarven lands. But it'll take days... with our Fur-Selkies slaughtered by the damn trolls we ain't got nothin' to ride."

"A Fur-Selkie? Can you show me their carcasses? I had a mount myself, but I was afraid of breaking through the ice."

"Aye, and yer right to be afraid. The ice is treacherous. But a Fur-Selkie senses where the ice is thin and it ain't got small hooves... it's got big, wide feet, so it can spread its weight out a lot." He pointed to a massive carcass next to the carriage. Amaterasu walked over and eyed it, touched it and did her best to grasp its essence.

"I'm going to summon one... it'll take a while but I'll do my best. In the meantime, you could give your fallen friends a short burial?" She proposed. When Urist shrugged, she crossed her legs beneath herself and focused once more, taking the time to recover from the prior physical exertion and to concentrate on summoning a beast as close to the Fur-Selkies as she could, without ever having seen one alive. When she heard a dull thud and a gasp from the dwarf several minutes later, she knew that her attempt had been successful. The towering being, something looking like a four-meter-tall walrus with thick brown fur, shorter tusks and four fins with some sort of pads on their bottomside, was looking down at both of them with intelligent black button-like eyes. Then it dropped on its belly and remained there. Urist mumbled something about his beard which Amaterasu presumed to be a series of curses to express his astonishment, whilst she herself eyed the dead dwarves. Each were covered with a few rocks and snow and had a pebble on their forehead.

"May you return to earth wherefrom you were born, unite with your ancestors to form the life for the young that will come in your wake. You have fallen in battle to protect those whom you love... the doors to the halls of the dead shall open to you, and you will eat and drink together with the noble heroes of old, in preparation of the Times of End. Let the earth be your death shroud, souls, and take the path to the life after the life in peace." It was a loosely thrown-together prayer, using the terms that she remembered from the stories of strangers she had met... those who had their own beliefs of the afterlife, who spoke quite similar to the dwarves and whose beliefs sounded quite similar. Although, those strangers had been taller.

She heard a little sob and turned around, seeing that Urist had shed a tear. He was already seated on the Fur-Selkie. When he pulled her up onto its back he spoke. "That was... beautiful. Yer kinda strange, Amaterasu, ya know... were ye some sort a' Priestess of humans before or somethin'?"

"I'm a kami, Urist... a goddess, I believe they call it here." She looked back to the battlefield as the Fur-Selkie began to slide on its belly, using the four fin-paws to propel itself forward.

Urist pondered for a moment, then spoke. "... ya know, if it had been someone else I'd have told them to quit pullin' me leg. But with you, I kinda believe you. Yer different. There's somethin' about ya. I ain't sure what it is, but ye might just be tellin' the truth."

Amaterasu left it at that with a shrug, and they dove into the snow-storm, away from the field of the dead, who slowly disappeared under a blanket of snow, as if the land itself was burying them.

Character name: Chara or (Character as that is what the name is derived from just with out the cter)

Character source: Undertale Specifically the Youtube videos Megalomaniac, determination and your best friend.

Character history: Chara is the first human to fall down into the underground She had died sometime before the events of Undertale, Then after Frisk fell down her determination revived her to a ghostly state but as Frisk and sans used more timelines she became more real before she could come back to the real world. She was pulled right after flowey had got all seven souls and became asrial dreamer so she has the seven souls determination.

 Physical Description: (originals only)

Stats:
ATK:3
DEF:1
SPD:4
TEC:2

Starting Proficiencies: [b]Physical Strength (1000 OM) [b]Ranged Proficiency (1000 OM[/b]) Area Attack Proficiency (600 OM)

Starting Powers: [b]Basic teleportation (1500 OM)[/b]

Starting Moves: The Real Knife (600 OM) Chara can use her knife (about the size of a 8 inch chef knife) to stab normally. but when she finds herself in trouble she can turn her knife red and create red slashes. like in undertale when you fight, one foot wide 5 foot high slashes that move at a speed of 15 MPH but a speedy person could dodge it, as the beams cant turn in any direction once they are made or go farther that 20 feet or they dissipate or they hit something (also the charge up time is about 10 to 15 seconds to create a good number of them but they require most of her concentration and drain her of energy if she makes them over and over)[/b]  The Barrage of slashes can not be used if she is "Glitching" from one place to another.

Glitching (300 OM) Chara can "glitch" to places she sees in her vicinity. But she could "glitch" in a room like the DT room with ease. (it takes a few seconds to use and if someone was quicker then they could get Chara)(this can be used to attack people or run away) (to go the 20 meters would take about 15 to 30 seconds)it takes some strain and concentration to use this.(it takes more strain if they were to be attacked by at least one person. (plus she can not dodge a super move with this move)(she can also dodge other moves with this move but if the tec or speed is equal or higher she will be hit plus it has more strain if she dodges a attack or uses it in a row)


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

Where did you find us? I found you as Cronos and got him scraped so yea.

Quote:Continued from The Dead and the Damned: http://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=4247

Hello! I used to have the character 'The Joker', under my other account (which I think is Reb or something now?). I gave it up since I wasn't active to the artist-currently-known-as-Joker but he hasn't been using it either. So I asked him if I can have the character back as an alt in the hopes it'll help me write again, and he's cool with it.

So, the question is...do I need to re-post my old application as Joker? Does he need to officially switch (via applying) first? Let me know, I'm #UpForWhatever .

Character name:Chara

Character source: Undertale Specifically the youtube video Determination

Character history: Chara is a Glitch in this video where Frisks and Sans have messed with the timelines to much and have brought the first human back as she was about to grab Frisks Determination she was brought here.
I would watch the video to get a better understanding to how she acts and how she attacks

 Physical Description: (originals only)

Stats:
ATK:3
DEF:1
SPD:4
TEC:2

Starting Proficiencies: [b]Physical Strength (1000 OM) [b]Ranged Proficiency (1000 OM[/b][/b]) Area Attack Proficiency (600 OM)

Starting Powers: [b]Basic teleportation (1500 OM) [b]Master Acrobat (400 OM[/b][/b])

Starting Moves: The Real Knife (600 OM) Chara can use her knife to stab normally but when she finds herself in trouble she can turn her knife red and create red beam, one foot long 5 feet high slashes that move at a speed of 15 MPH but a speedy person could dodge it as the beams cant turn in any direction once they are made or go farther that 20 feet or they dissipate or they hit something.

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

Where did you find us? I found you as Cronos but Scraped him

Cyborg stumbled out of the Nexus gate, feeling faint as he took in the sights of Courscant. 

He stares in awe as he looked around at the new city. Skyscrapers littered the skyline as advanced looking cars flew around above their heads. A group of Storm troopers marched by, patrolling the city streets. Cyborg felt comfortable knowing that the police of this world were so active in serving and protecting the citizens of the city. 

He wasn't new to advanced technology, after all Cyborg was one giant walking piece of advanced alien tech. The watchtower also held some of the most advanced tech, thanks to the countless alien invasions on earth. Not to mention the other members of the league who brought their own intelligence and tech from their home world. Even so Cyborg stood amazed as he took his first glimpse at Courscant. An entire city filled with the latest advancements in science. It was as if he walked into one large S.T.A.R lab.

"Prime, step over here please" A stormtrooper said, beckoning him closer. 

"Sorry, still a little wobbly from the portal. This place is amazing!" He said still looking around at the beautiful city. He felt as if he had just walked into a candy shop for the first time, browsing the walls a pon walls of sweets.

"Yea, I guess its pretty cool" The stormtrooper said in a bored voice. "Well since you're a new Prime thus process shouldn't take too long. Not much information to collect." He said once again, pop ulking out what appeared to be a more advanced tablet. A small projection appeared from the device as the trooper typed away. 

" You don't have any concealed weapons do you?" The trooper said finally as he looked Cyborg up and down.

"Uhh , well I have this but its not very leathal." Cyborg said as he transformed his hand into his blaster. He then let his hand return back to his normal state. Next he made it grow Int a large gauntlet as gears shifted and changed to add the parts required to create the large gauntlet. If Cyborg could see the masked trooper's face it would have definitely been impressed at the speedy change of his aresnal of weaponry.

"Mm, that's not something you see everyday." The trooper said continuing to type away. Cyborg couldn't help but smile at the trooper.


"Alright, all set, obviously no using your weapons. Can't really take them from you since their integrated into your person but since you were open about them I'll trust that u know better. Just know that the EPD will crack down on you if you become hostile. Any questions?"

"Oh of course, not going to be any trouble" Cyborg said as he raised his giant metallic hands to show his submissive nature. "I do have one question. Where can I find more information about this place?"

"Library, continue up the street and take a left at  the next block. Its a short distance from there." He said motioning with his hand. 

"Thanks, have a good one" Cyborg said. The trooper grunted and nodded as he turned to face the Nexus gate once again. He began to follow the route he was given, still amazed as he looked around the city before him.

Cyborg was surprised that he didn't have the usual gawking and staring as he made his way down the street. He didn't blame those who would stare at him back home. A large walking robot man wasn't something you saw everyday. But here no one paid him any attention. A small black droid zoomed around the street, scooping up trash as it went. 

Guess that's why no one is concerned with me Cyborg thought as he watched the small robot continue on its way down the street opposite of him. Cyborg was really starting to enjoy Courscant, he fit in here. Even though he had been with the Justice League for several years, the silent judgmental stares from the citizens never quite went away. 

"Woa..." Cyborg gasped as he took in the view of the library. It stood several stories tall and took up a third of the block. Large ivory pillars stood at the façade of the entrance. Other than this notable detail, the building appeared to look just like the rest. With a smile, he walked up the large stone steps and entered through the doors.