Name: Ben Tennyson
Spent OM: 4900
Consumed OM: 0
Proficiencies (2000): Physical Strength (1000), Ranged (1000)
Powers (300/8000): Super Jumping - Basic (300)
Moves (600): Fireball (300), Flaming Sword (300)
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Transformations (2000): Alt Form - Heatblast (2000)
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ATK: 2
DEF: 2
SPD: 2
TEC: 4

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The door bursts open, and in is shoved an Istan woman. She stood about 5’4” although she was barely standing tall as she was shoved inside, long blue hair which fell out of her hood and around her face, and sea green eyes that were wide with fear and carried worry in the form of dark circles under them. She crashed into the side of a large wooden crate and quickly righted herself before backing around its corner. “H-hey guys... What's with the rough treatment?” She asked a false ignorance made her voice waver. They had taken her daggers, but she grabbed for the left one still. “I still have a few days to get the money I owe your boss.”

At this point, a man almost as short as her came in through the foggy dim light. He was a man that enjoyed frequently eating, and showed it. Between his excessive weight and the stains ever present on his clothes. His fat fingers were adorned with gaudy rings, but in the right was a cobra head cane. “Indeed, you do Skye. But I know how difficult it would be to come up with 50,000 gold pieces in such a short time frame.” He came closer, the oak wood tapping the hard ground of the warehouse. “That’s why I wanted to give you an option B. See, there’s a man in town that I need you to retrieve and bring here to me.” He lifts up his staff and points the hissing cobra head towards a wagon-sized cage. It looked like the things you moved animals with. “Specifically to that.”

She stared at the two big men, then braved the action of pulling herself around the corner to see what he was pointing at. The sun came through the cracks in the roof, making the cage look like a cell. She swallowed hard and pushed back into her cubby hole. “That's it? He gets in the cage and I'm debt free?”

The smile on his face looked a little like the face his cane was making. “Absolutely. As free as a canary.”

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Name: Casshan
Spent OM: 3900
Consumed OM: 0
Proficiencies (100): Physical Strength (1000)
Powers (2300/8000): Survival (2000), Super Jumping - Basic (300)
Moves (600): Boulder Chop (300), Catapult Knee (300)
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Hello, Omniverse Members. I've decided to redo this thread. As some of you are aware, I have a personal web server setup in my closet for various things I do. One of them is an image hosting platform. Last year when Photobucket went bonkers I decided to look into seeing if I could host something similar hassle free. Through software called Chevereto you can host and hot-link, direct link, and display all the images you'd like to this website. I only ask that you keep this link between Omniverse members only, since it is my personal hardware. The link is below:


http://www.cytokineindustries.com/chevereto/ 

How this works, is you send me a PM or post here if you don't have an account and would like one. I'll set you up with a temporary password and PM your login information to you. I had open registration before, but some Costa Rican business thought it wise to host their hundreds of twitter images on it so I disabled the ability to register freely. 

I check this nearly every day, but if I haven't seen it you're free to ping me on Discord or around the Site. Takes but a second to setup. 

Thanks and enjoy!

Whattup, I'm Frisco! Some of you may remember me from like.. 3 years ago. I left basically because I was hella burned out and honestly being kind of a dickhole because the spirit of competition had sort of gotten to me. And the Sinestro mindset had started to set in a bit more in earnest than I wanted it to, but, ya know, Role Playing. Bleed happens.

Also, a major reason I haven't RETURNED is because I've been writing games, helping run (and starting up) LARPs and crafting a shitload. I'm kind of here because I love Alex and have never competed in DA before, and also to sort of let go of my deathgrip on those projects and focus a little bit of energy elsewhere.

I started this thread to hear about the cool projects you guys are doing outside of this site!!

I'm gonna embed some images of the stuff I've been making if you're even slightly interested

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CHARACTER NAME: Tetsuya "Casshan" Azuma

CHARACTER SOURCE: Casshan/Casshern anime from 1974

CHARACTER HISTORY: Tetsuya was the son of Midori Azuma and Kotaru Azuma. Kotaro dreamed of making robots to help people, though one night, lightening struck his lab, and his first robot, BK-1 broke free prematurely. Disgusted by the way humans perceived him, he built his own robot army and set off to kill all of the humans. Wanting to help, Tetsuya volunteered to get turned into a robot to defeat BK-1 (now known as Braiking Boss). Donning the name Casshan, Tetsuya fought to stop Braiking, with the help of his girlfriend Luna, and his robot dog Friender.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: 5'11", muscular though thin. He wears a full body white suit, with his C shaped emblem on his chest. He wears a helmet where only his eyes can be seen, though he can lower the face guard.

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

STARTING PROFICIENCIES: Physical Strength

STARTING POWERS: Survival, Super Jump Tier 1

STARTING MOVES: Boulder Chop- Using both hands, he performs a chopping motion in front of him. It is slow and thus strong, though he can't move while doing it, and his backside is exposed. It takes a seconds to wind up, though if it succeeds in hitting an opponent, it may break something. The attack leaves Casshan fatigued, unable to use it again for 3 minutes if it hits, 1 if it misses.

Catapult Knee- A simple uppercut, but performed with his knee instead. It launches opponents in the air. It is a mid speed attack, so it's not super weak nor strong. It's mainly the force of them falling from the sky afterwards that hurts the opponent, though if they have resistance to fall damage, it's not super useful. He can't move much while doing it, so it could theoretically be dodged. That, and again, his back is exposed. It takes a second to wind up the attack, and he can't use it again for another minute.

All of his moves weaken him, causing him fatigue. Exposure to the sun, or other heat can recharge him, but only to his full capacity, not beyond, it's not like Superman where being closer to the sun makes him uber strong. It just makes him less tired. It also won't heal any physical damage.

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Heyyy, my parent account got deleted, so can you link Thaal and Bandit for me?

Thanks all <3

The trip from the Pale Moors to this...Camelot had been uneventful. Getting the helicopter for Lone Wolf to pilot through the gate had been the hardest part. Given their importance, the size of the gates left a lot to be desired. Even with the technological upgrades that Captain Wesker had devised and implemented to make the aircraft more compact, it had been tough to manage.

"Like trying to fit Beltway through a basketball hoop," Lone Wolf had said. "Or a golf ball through a garden hose."

Frustrating and time consuming. Several hours (or more; watch said longer, willingness to actually pay attention said otherwise) out from the mansion, dealing with the alternating stresses of unbearable monotony and more than a small amount of the terrors that occupied the landscape of the Moors, followed by the hassle of gate-traversal... HUNK's mood had taken a sharp downturn.

"Clear skies. Easy flying," Lone Wolf noted flatly, once they could finally take to the skies again. "Wonder if we'll run into anything else from the nightmares of Raccoon City survivors."

The pilot's tone was joking, but HUNK could detect the bitterness. Even if he was getting used to a new copter, those freaks had managed to land a blow on it. Lone Wolf never took a hit that did much more than scratch the paint of any ship he was at the controls of. This one had put a huge dent in the fuselage, and torn several long, jagged scratches in it. No punctures, but it had been enough to rock the entire ship and deal a hefty blow to the legendary pilot's pride.

"With any luck, it'll be easy flying," the survivor responded. "Clear skies and visibility here. None of that obnoxious fog and mist. Well lit, bright daylight. We'll see anything coming before it can get the drop on us again."

"Yeah, yeah...don't worry about that. I'll keep us in the air," the pilot said dismissively. "Just tell me where we're going, will ya?"

"....yeah. Right." Mister Death just returned his attention to the small portable computer that had been given to them to assist in research and seeking out a half-decent place to start their search. After a brief time he had what he was after. Not a place to go, exactly, but a secondary bit of info. Where the gate from the Moors had actually spat them out in this land of rolling green hills of fantasy headache. "Keep toward the North," he spoke up again, closing the small computer's monitor. "Try and find some kind of town or village."

"Going for the old-fashioned route with this one, then?" Lone Wolf just shrugged. "Boots on the ground, poking your nose into things and getting intel from the people who live here?"

"Yeah. Something like that." Truth be told, that was only a secondary bonus to finding a town somewhere. If it was at all important, there should be some kind of road or trail that lead out of it. Follow that, and it would (hopefully) connect to a bigger road, and a still bigger road, until you hit the main highway. And that was bound to lead somewhere important eventually.

Mapping out the terrain along the way would be another small bonus. And if Captain Wesker didn't like his methods, he could come do it himself. His fault for only specifying the what to do and where to do it, and not how to do it.

"Well. Probably take longer, but hell. More time in the air." The pilot just shrugged again.

And on they went.