A sprawling landscape of colors laid out Vekta City in Lucas's dream. Vekta City was a truly remarkable place if Lucas ever had time to view Vekta City in its full wonder.

He looked up at the VSA (Vektan Security Agency) building, remembering every bit and piece of the Shadow Marshall training academy. The training was mostly classified but graduation consisted of a hologram where one of the academy's top directors stared down each willing recruit and said a deep yet hearty Congrats to each and every new Shadow Marshal.

Lucas remembered each word as each Shadow Marshall played a quiet role in the background while the other parts of the Vektan armies played bigger parts on the battlefield.

The freed hostages spilled out from the building in a great tide, whilst the Battle Rabbit stood off to one side, returned to his human form for the time being, his broken arm hanging by his side and his expression rigid and controlled as he fought not to show the pain he was feeling.

He had no idea what had come over Shotgun Steve to encourage the man to actually make use of one of his Secondaries in combat, rather than simply treating her as a mere accessory, as the racist, old Prime had done when they had first fought… but it would appear that even someone such as that was not completely incapable of learning.

It had occurred to Hijiri that he may need to summon himself one of those banishment circles he’d heard tell of from the Dataverse… if the Northside Wolfpack’s Claw was going to continue growing in power and unleashing new, unique abilities every time he returned from death then he could quickly become a serious threat if not removed from the picture permanently.

That was a longer term goal, though. For now, his first task was simply getting home… which could pose some difficulty. Even if the NSW themselves somehow hadn’t noticed the goings on here, despite the whole thing being broadcast on live TV, there were plenty of other petty criminals around, even here in Northside, where the two primary gangs—the Wolfpack and the Pyros—held their nigh-unassailable duopoly over organised crime.

Any one of those thugs and lowlifes could decide that even a Prime might make an easy target when worn out and suffering from a broken limb… and that killing one such as this, who had openly challenged one of the superpowers of the region, could net them quite the reward.

Still, there was little point in putting it off, so once he was sure that everyone else had abandoned the scene of the crime, and he had called the nearest EPD station to alert the Empire’s soldiers to the occurrence—acting the part of a good and upstanding citizen—the Rabbit strode off down the street, his eyes peeled for danger.

When the eighteen-wheeler rounded the corner, he was tempted to smile, but instead put a scowl he wasn’t feeling on his face. It was one of his, and in his absence it would appear that some enterprising gangsters had thought to paint their logo—a thick, dark green stripe with the letters ‘TTG’ emblazoned across it in white, along with a pair of much thinner white lines, one each positioned just a little way inwards from the top and bottom of the green section—along the sides of the silver behemoth.

When it drew to a halt, a smug-looking Alejandro reached across from the driver’s seat to open the passenger door, “Need a lift, sir?”

“Didn’t I explicitly tell you to wait back at the Pillar?” though he wasn’t about to show any gratitude after having a direct order disobeyed, the question was uttered drily, as he climbed up into the vehicle. He couldn’t really pretend to be too angry, since this was potentially saving him a whole lot of trouble.

“You did,” his security chief admitted, with not a hint of contrition in his tone, “though if I remember correctly you also said something about it being easy to defeat that guy… and then left us to watch as you went and got the shit kicked out of you by a half-naked girl. Good job there, by the way, sir, if you were aiming to lull the enemy into a false sense of security then you’ve done a bang up job. I’m sure no one in all of Northside will consider us any sort of serious threat now.”

“Alright, alright, point taken,” Hijiri muttered irritably, slamming the door shut behind him, “going after him alone may have been a bad call. You happy?”

“I’d be a lot happier if I hadn’t been forced to watch you almost getting yourself killed, but right now I’ll settle for getting you back home in more-or-less one piece, so you can get that arm seen to… sir.” as he spoke, the Spaniard pulled away from the roadside, before taking the first left, following the quickest route back to their base of operations.

Quote:“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.” 

Omni hands you a glimmering orb in which all the colors of the rainbow coalesce. “This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most."

“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn. 

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

Earlier in the day, Jack had been on his way to Oa. This had not been by his own choice but because a power ring had latched onto his finger, and had been rather insistent. Unfortunately Jack did not think he had reached the destination of Oa. The reason he did not believe he had reached Oa was where he was currently at. At present he was floating inside of a black void and completely unable to make his limbs respond to his commands at all. A million questions, and then some ran through the brain of the human turned Cybertronian turned Green Lantern.

As he thought of some of the questions, a white entity appeared. The individual appeared to be made out of pure white which seared his ey...his optics to look at due to the contrast.

“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.” 

Hopefully Omni was not like Unicron, or someone along those lines. For Jack really didn’t want to have to restore the memories of Optimus Prime. Wherever he was, was enough of a problem for him to have to resolve. What he did not need was anything else added to the list of things he needed to get done in a short order.

A glimmering orb of what was dubbed Omnilium was handed over to him. 

“This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most.

The orb appeared to shine on the interior with all the colors of a rainbow. In a way it reminded him of the beauty of the Matrix of Leadership, or the other Iacon Relics. Relics that were beyond the reach he had. Thinking of the relics made him think of the people he had left behind when this had happened. Essentially he had been kidnapped by Omni. 

“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn.

So Omni had essentially teleported him here for his amusement. There was something about him that “interested” Omni. This was something that Jack did not know about. Apparently the Omniverse played by video game rules of “respawning” unlike his world. Or perhaps a clone was made and all his memories were transferred. Starscream had after all managed to make a clone armada at one point that were linked to him. Admittedly they had not lasted long, but they had been used against Megatron. Still, Jack had no plans to try to escape just yet. 

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

The blackness faded away, revealing the harsh white that seared his optics forcing the young Darby, the former Green Lantern to shut them. Summoning the orb of Omnilium to his hands, Jack admitted he was at a loss. Omnilium was not something Jack had ever encountered before and he had no clue as to how to make the substance work. 

“Password” said Jack, as he held out the orb. Nothing. 

“Access Granted,”  Yet again, nothing.

“Work already!”  Jack slammed the orb against the ground hard, and yet again, nothing.

“Do something!.”

“Initiate Protocols.”

Both of those statements did not make the orb of Omnilium do anything. How was he supposed to make the orb of Omnilium work, when he didn’t even understand the basic principles behind said orb, at present? There was one of the questions Jack was going to have to find the answer to, along with the answer to why Omni had kidnapped him.

The orb of Omnilium was banged into the ground by Jack who was beginning to get a bit frustrated. For one thing he was stuck in a place that appeared to be so bright it was almost blinding. His eyes wanted to shut, and were tearing up because of how much the white environment shone. Really, this place, whatever it was, was one that Jack hated.The one thing he hated more than that was his confusion about this place. One thing was for certain, though. Judging from what Omni had said there would be others here in the Omniverse. Thus, it was in his best interest to get his power ring working as soon as possible. Yet try as he might it would not make even the most basic of construct, nor light up. In addition, it was not allowing him to contact the Green Lantern Corps - or anyone else for that matter. 

Sighing, Jack slid the ring off of his finger. If only there was a way to make the ring do what he needed. 

Name: Jack Darby 
Spent OM: 9300
Consumed OM (0); (for consumed items or OM permanently lost from respecs, etc)
Proficiencies (3200); Physical Strength (1000) Ranged Proficiency (1000) Ranged Materialize Prof (600) Remote Control Prof (600) 
Powers (2200/8000);  Flight,  Master Acrobat
Moves (3600); Bow of Primus Replica, Oan Power Ring, Will Rifle, Mechanical Hands, Unstable Construct - Emerald Revolver,  Unstable Emerald Blast Wave
Super Moves (0); 
Transformations (0); 
Assists (0); 
Items (300);  Communicator,  Mobile Dataverse Device 
Artefacts: N/A
Bases (250);  Spectrum Corps Base - Frozen Fields (Joint Purchase with 3 others.)  
Unlocks (0); 
Base stats: 
ATK: 2
DEF: 2
SPD: 2
TEC: 4

Name: Lambert
Spent OM: 6900
Consumed OM (0):
Proficiencies (1000): Physical Strength (1000)
Powers (5600/8000): Master Enhanced Senses (2000), Insight (1600), Survivor (2000)
Moves (300): Witcher Swords
Super Moves (0):
Transformations (0):
Assists (0):
Items:
Artefacts:
Bases:
Unlocks (0):
Base stats:
ATK: 3
DEF: 2
SPD: 1
TEC: 4

Note: Dane has approved the moves via PM.

Character Name: Otto Wellworth, the BomBARDier

Total Spent OM: 4,200

Character Source: Original

Character History: Otto Wellworth is all about value.  As the only mercenary bard in the realm, he believes his services should provide paying adventurers with a little bang, as it were, for their buck.  Whether empowering his companions with thunderous song or shattering the very earth with explosive riffs from his spectral guitar, creative ballistics is the name of Otto’s game.

Specializing in area-of-effect crowd control and buff tactics, Otto feels most at home charging into battle against hordes of enemies.  An infamous mercenary in his homeland, he specialized in accompanying groups of adventurers on spectacular quests to the far-reaches of the realms, blasting, strumming, and singing his way to glory… for the right price, of course.

It was during one such adventure that Otto, ever ready for the next in a long line of perilous undertakings, answered the call to the Omniverse.

Physical Description: Closer to seven feet than to six, Otto Wellworth is a mass of tan skin and corded muscle.  While his head is shaved bald, he has enormous, bushy eyebrows and a thick mustache that is his pride and joy.  When the elements allow, he prefers to remain bare-chested, clad only in leather breeches and high boots.  If he must, he begrudgingly dons a fur-trimmed leather jerkin.  Otto strikes most as intimidating, but the perpetual twinkle of humor in his deep, blue eyes reveals his true personality: a fierce love for adventure, and a fiercer loyalty to those whose coin funds his endless travels.

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

Starting Proficiencies: 3,600 OM

Physical Strength – 1000 OM
Ranged Proficiency – 1000 OM
Area Attack Proficiency – 600 OM
Area Defense Proficiency – 400 OM
Ranged Materialize Proficiency – 600 OM

Starting Powers: None

Starting Moves: 600 OM

The Axe (300 OM) (Physical Strength)

Otto’s signature weapon, The Axe is the source of the bom-bard-ier’s power.  The weapon measures 6 feet in length and the dual heads measure about 3.5 feet from point to point.  A heavily ensorcelled item, The Axe can be used as a melee weapon, where it functions as a normal battle-axe.  Otto can also play one of many chords and songs to invoke the power of The Axe (each to be purchased as a separate move).

Chords: Rock and Roll (300 OM) (Ranged Proficiency, Area Attack Proficiency, Area Defense Proficiency, Ranged Materialize Proficiency)

Otto plays a series of rock and roll chords for three seconds.  When he's finished, a wave of destructive energy pours from The Axe in a twenty-foot cone in front of Otto at the speed of sound, ten feet wide at its widest point.  Terrain affected by the wave shakes and cracks, rolling forward to knock down and impede advancing enemies.  At the end of the cone a pillar of earth erupts from the ground, occupying about half the width of the cone's ten foot width and extending ten feet into the air and flinging unfortunate souls skyward.  The pillar remains until it is broken.

Subject: Seeking Interview for Nippur!Chronical and The Nippurian Gazette

Zubair el-Sahli <nctngeditor@omail.com>
to <newbabylonpr@omail.com>

Lord Wolfe,

My name is Zubair el-Sahli. I'm reaching out on behalf of the Nippur!Chronical magazine and The Nippurian Gazette newspaper to request an interview with you at your earliest convenience. The interview can proceed over digital format or in person, which ever is easiest for a much busy figure of importance such as yourself, and will be inquiring into New Babylon's public plans for the reformation of the city and public concerns/complaints.


Thank you for the consideration.

CHARACTER NAME: Eleanor Lamb

CHARACTER SOURCE: BioShock 2

CHARACTER HISTORY:

Eleanor Lamb is the daughter of Sofia Lamb, a highly-respected doctor in the underground city of rapture. She was born shortly after her mother's arrival in Rapture and raised away from other children, until her mother's arrest by Andrew Ryan. While being cared for by one of her mother's friends, Grace Holloway, Eleanor was kidnapped and transformed into a Little Sister -- a brainwashed young child that exists only for the purpose of gathering ADAM. As a sister, she was partnered with Subject Delta, a Big Daddy whom she would form a lifelong (so far) connection with.

Eventually, Eleanor's mother Sofia escaped prison, murdered her Big Daddy companion, and rescued her daughter, undoing the Little Sister conditioning and returning her to her normal self. Sofia confined Eleanor to a small corner of Rapture, and eventually began performing medical experiments on her after she realized the positive changes the Little Sister conditioning had on her daughter's body.

Frustrated by her isolated existence as a test subject for her mother's mad science, after turning eighteen Eleanor arranged for the revival of her Big Daddy companion, Subject Delta, and led him to her location, convincing him to rescue her. After fighting off her mother and her mother's minions, Eleanor gets Subject Delta to retrieve a Big Sister suit for her, and together they fight through Rapture and escape to the surface. In her frantic race to the world above, Eleanor loses track of Delta, and when she emerges from Rapture, finds herself in a wholly different world than she expected: the Omniverse.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:

Unmasked:



In full Big Sister armor:



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

STARTING PROFICIENCIES: Physical Strength (1000), Debuff (1000)

STARTING POWERS: Basic Enhanced Senses (1400)

STARTING MOVES:

Syringe (300)
One of Eleanor's hands is outfitted with a giant syringe. It begins at her wrist, is approximately a foot long and is about the girth of an Elizabethan rapier. It is attached to a wrist-band that also has a small tank on the underside of it, originally used to store the ADAM the syringe extracts. In the Omniverse, with the absence of ADAM, it no longer is used for that purpose. Eleanor can use it as a melee weapon, stabbing with it; she is capable of quick jabs that can penetrate skin, but don't particularly cause any lasting damage; rather this mostly just bothers her enemies. The syringe also cannot penetrate any sort of strong armor (stronger than, say, leather).

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