I will be Updating this list as I participate in New threads and site/ player run events, and will be linking from my first post within that thread. I will also be adding threads in which I RP as NPCs. However, these threads will be listed as such (unless they are a part of my own core story/ revolve around Minato).

Note: Kakashi and I have jumped back and forth between some threads, but they were appropriately marked (I went back and added ion some quotation messages that I hope are accurate).

I dont see it, but I have always assumed...

If a Secondary dies, does that open up another slot for the 5 per level thing?

And to confirm, No they can't be resummoned right?

Character name:
The Black Mage

Character source:
Final Fantasy

Character history:

It all began with a quartet of crystals, a quartet of heroes. Neither Black Mage nor his companions could remember where the crystals came from, let alone their own natures. Despite their lack of knowledge they knew the light of their crystals needed to be restored, lest the world continue down a path of ruin.

A princess was saved. A rogue knight defeated. Black Mage was skeptical of wasting time settling "local" disputes, but the White Mage and Warrior agreed they should help all in need. The Light of the Crystals was powerful, but heroes should be indiscriminate in their aid. So they continued to fight the good fight, freeing a town from pirates, hunting for jewels of seers, and defeating dark elf 'kings' along the way. The Warrior was galant, defending the realm. The Thief was nimble, slicing would-be assassins with strength and cunning. The White Mage was kind, healing all wounds and curing all afflictions. The Black Mage was above all curious, wondering why all he could bring with his great magical power was the stench of death.

The others attempted to console him as they continued on quest after quest, defeating an undead wizard of great strength and giving light to the Warriors crystal. Hoorahs were made at the success before they continued with strengthened resolve, giving light to Thief's crystal at the defeat of a serpent of a woman, then White Mage's when the Kraken met his end. Next was Black Mage's, to be powered at a fortress floating high in the sky. Yet fate seemed to intervene.

The Flying Fortress was different, a product of strange Lufenian magic, the likes of which none of the Light Warriors had ever seen. Contraptions abound, but none stopped the determined heroes. Till the Fourth Fiend was in sight, and the Warriors of Light were attacked by a beast of incomparable strength. The Warmech's power proved too much, stripping past the Warrior's armor, besting the Thief's speed, rending the White Mage's attempts at healing. Alone and outmatched the Black Mage was ready for the end until he blacked out, awaking to find himself made mute, paralyzed, and forced to listen to the words of a faceless deity. Where once the Black Mage questioned his destiny as a Warrior of Light he now held a far different question.

Why me?


Physical Description:


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

Starting Proficiencies:
Ranged (1000 OM)

Starting Powers:

Starting Moves:
Fire (300 OM)
Black Mage quickly creates a small fireball and launches it at an opponent, with a travel speed comparable to a medieval crossbow bolt. Damage is decent, though the intensity of the fire is not enough to cause combustion on an enemy. After around 50 meters of travel the fireball quickly fizzles out, completely dispersing after a total of 60 meters.

Ice (300 OM)
Black Mage quickly creates a small crystal of ice before shooting it at an opponent. Damage from individual crystals is minuscule, but travel at a speed comparable to a bullet. Assuming a level playing field typical range is around 50 meters, but depending on how far up/down hill the opponent is this can vary by around 25 meters.


Bolt (300 OM)
Black Mage focuses magic into a hand before releasing it, causing a bolt of lightning to course through it for another 10 meters. Deals intense damage.

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

Don't be a drama llama, don't spawn Griffons/X-Wings on Coruscant/Camelot, don't mess with other people's plots/characters, post in character, don't do stupid stuff, and no alts(for a while). Got it.

Name: Top Man (DWN-021)

Source: Mega Man 3

Appearance: [spoiler][/spoiler]

History: Top Man arrived with his brothers (and half-brothers) two years ago. With his fellow 'hybrids' or 'Gen-3s,' he set up a residence on Coruscant's lower tiers, where his siblings and he kept an eye on the Gen-2 Robot Masters. A series of scuffles broke out between the two rival groups of machines until they agreed to leave on another alone, allowing the Gen-2s the time they needed to further their plans. The Gen-3s, more curious with the world at large, were freed to explore the Omniverse, although they continued to keep an eye on the other Robot Masters (as well as those who settled in the Tier Six Community Center).

Top Man, fascinated with the Dataverse, created a blog and video series to record his adventures across the Omniverse. Over a year, he visited all of the major verses, posing for 'candid' pics with local leaders, partying with rebels and aristocrats, and even trying to arm-wrestle Vi. You ever drink ice team at the top of a mountain in the Frozen Fields? You ever go ballroom dancing with two of Tyrande's chamber-maidens? How about sword fighting Victor von Magnus? Maybe you should live a little more.

Recently, one of his followers linked him to a group of secondaries organzing to find Omni. Realizing this could be his best shot at genuine superstar-dom (as well as finding out answers or something?), Top Man followed the leads to get added to the group.

Goals and motivations: & Why do they want to find Omni? - A growing Dataverse personality, Top Man has traveled to various locations in the Omniverse while 'out on missions' for his siblings. He's written accounts of these adventures and filmed many of them for his online blog/vlog. Although he's been traveling for over a year, his ventures at Dataverse fame are only about half that old. What would be more remarkable than making it to the Oververse and taking a selfie with Omni?

Personality: Flamboyant and out-going, Top Man will talk you ear off and would never back down from a fight. He acts a little more ridiculous while filming, although in personal conversations he tends to be far more down-to-earth.

Possible Reactions: To what?

Acquaintances: Vi, Dobson, Bowser, Mewtwo, Baron Victor von Magnus, Bruenor Battlehammer, Sapphiron, Darunia, Tyrande, Tsundae, Pepsiman, Karl Jak, Roland, Whompt, Princess Sunshine, Thrall, Aragorn, Dwayne Johnson, and many others

Combat Style: Dancing

Skills: Dancing, Bombast, Sass, Rollerblading, Mountain Climbing, Camping, Selfies

Extra: CAN'T STOP THE TOP

Is this allowed as a NPC, secondary or Tier 1 assist possibly?

What i'm talking about is perhaps:


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for John Connor?

Character name: D.J Phylactery

Character source: The twisted minds of /tg/, slightly adapted for Forgotten Realms.

Character history:

Now, this is the story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the lord of my evil lair.

In West Waterdeep, born and raised
In the backstreets is where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool
And a stark difference from my life with Ghouls.

When a few men, my troubles they understood
Finally bothered to arrive in my neighborhood
Oh, when I took a chance, approach them I dared,
I finally knew my destiny: "An Adventurer!" I declared.

I begged and pleaded with them on that day
Until they relented, and took me with them on their way!
We traveled together until we inevitably split,
For I had seen my calling, to hit it!

I arrived at the courts, a lowly cad.
So there I was, knocking heels with high class.
And among the ladies, well, I was not the topic of their dislike.
Hmmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?
I don't think so, I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the future prince of the lair.

But it turns out, one of their husbands wasn't just a lout.
And to the cause of evil, he was very much devout.
Well, to see what happened next, you don't need a seer.
He sprang with the quickness like lightning, and I disappeared.

When it was over, my flesh was but a veneer,
Cursed to rot eternal, far too many years.
In the rhymes I fancied, I was ensnared,
And I fled to what became my evil lair.

Adventurers came, in leather, robe, and plate,
And fed a hunger only their souls could sate.
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of my Evil Lair.

[spoiler]D.J Phylactery was once a traveling bard, serving as a court poet. Sadly, due to the frequency of which he participated in extramarital affairs, he attracted the attention of a hidden necromancer. The Necromancer's jealousy and rage were made apparent on Phylactery's mortal form, cursing him to wander the earth while he rotted to naught but bone, speaking in nothing but rhymes. After his transformation, he fled into isolation, seeking to never be seen again by mortal eyes. Sadly, intentions do not always equal success, and he was forced to use the magical energies involved in his transformation to fend off his attackers. Quickly developing a taste for their soulstuff, he began to expand his influence, merging his previously famed gift for rhyme and song with his magical prowess. As he began to encroach on vengeance, and repaying his malefactor in kind, he was taken to the Omniverse.

D.J Phylactery is quite insane, a perfectly reasonable state of mind given decades of undeath and constant rhyming. However, at times, the shattered remnants of his psyche fall into place, allowing him to think with unerring clarity.[/spoiler]

Physical Description: (originals only)


D.J's Phylactery's skin and flesh has long since rotten away to nothing, leaving him little more than a skeleton animated by fell powers. He clothes himself in rich and expensive finery, kept loose around his ravaged body to hide his curse, and promote the image of being nothing more than an eccentric nobleman. He is very much fond of jewelry and gold, and often enchants his adornments for additional power.

Stats:
ATK: 2
You won't be able to feel his jibes in the morning,
DEF: 0
But your loved one will be too busy for mourning.
SPD: 3
His Ethereal Tongue is the quickest,
TEC: 5
DJ Phylactery's burns are the sickest.

Starting Proficiencies:
Ranged Proficiency (1000 OM)
Debuff Proficiency (1000 OM)
Area Attack Proficiency (600 OM)

Starting Powers:
Telepathy (1500 OM)

Starting Moves:
The Amplifier of Eternal Burns (600 OM, requires Ranged, Debuff, Area Attack Proficiencies, Telepathy)
A simple artifact, enchanted with a variety of illusion spells to throw the user's voice, The Amplifier of Eternal Burns is empowered by the souls of its victims, feeding its dread powers with those unable to withstand its fell onslaught. As an added bonus, it acts as the focus of DJ Phylactery's magic, allowing him to concentrate his powers on the unfortunate who believed they could step to him, reading through their thoughts, then their memories, in search of the sickest burn imaginable. Unfortunately, the spirits inside long for a hero to set them free of Phylactery's clutches, and often fly to the subject of his assault when his concentration slips, granting them the power to respond in kind. Of course, D.J P is unable to scour the depths of his victim's mind without having at least double their technique.

Total OM Spent: 4700 OM out of 5000 OM.
I confirm that I have read and agreed to the Rules of Conduct.

The King sat there smiling at his assassin who was like putty in his hands. Knocking at the door and his healed jolted. Anos slowly entered the room eyeing the assassin, unsure of his qualities and his trustworthiness. His blue eyes showing no sign of emotion and dully looked at his King. It seems as if he was tired of dealing with the other primes.

"My lord, the two Primes who had left to deal with the Empire has come back."

Gilgamesh's crooked smile grew wider. "Oh that sounds great. Did they return with what I asked for?" He could wait to place his trophy in his bedroom as a sign of the weak empire's leadership.

Anos looked a bit flustered as he began to speak. "Well about that sir…they seem to have brought more than just a helmet." Gilgamesh raised his eyebrow almost dragging every word from his servant. "They had captured…"

Shay and Agnès entered the room with a man on Shay's shoulder. He tossed him on the floor causing a large "Ooof" from the target. He sat there groaning in pain for a while before Gilgamesh finally spoke.

"Perfect!" I am so glad that you two have succeeded the mission without harm I suppose? I see no wounds, would you like to be sent to the Infirmary?"

Shay spoke up before Agnès. "No-"

Gilgamesh's lips curled and he immediately interrupted. "Excellent." He walked down from his throne towards the body on the floor. He lifted the man's head and looked as if he were inspecting an animal. "Anos, please take off this man's uniform and prepare the interrogation room." His eyes turned to the other primes in the group.

"Ah yes the rest of you. You shall interrogate this man as soon as he is ready and find any information that I may deem valuable. Raid plots, supply runs, any plans to destroy my Kingdom…or well anything the mongrels have come up with to try and deter my progress." The King sat back on his throne looking down at his hands. "Oh and I assure you, you'll be greatly rewarded. For I am a kind and generous King."

Matrix was surprised as he emerged from the portal, taking in the radically different environment of the Vasty Deep, specifically the bustling city of Costa Del Sol. He'd rarely seen anything like this in all the time he'd been alive. In fact, other than Mainframe, only the desert port system he'd been to matched this level of bustling activity. People were moving in all directions on the street, vendors were offering wares of all sorts, and every building seemed to have a steady influx of traffic in and out of it. All of it seemed so alive, so vivid. It was surreal.

As the two of them stepped away from the portal, Matrix glanced to AndrAIa, watching as her hair blew in the wind. He could see strands of hair individually, and she obviously felt them as she was reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ears. He was mesmerized by her, but at the same time he realized that there was something unique and different about this world, compared to what they knew. He would have to figure out the details later, for now he was already growing uncomfortable by standing in such a crowded area.

"Well, it feels better!" AndrAIa announced with a smile, basking in the bright sunlight and warm weather. She then looked around the crowded street before she echoed Matrix's thoughts. "Where do we go from here?"

"Let's keep moving down the street. Maybe the crowd will clear out once we get away from this portal," Matrix decided. AndrAIa, partially distracted by the many different types of people milling about, nodded and they quickly began walking down the street.

One thing Matrix was noticing, meanwhile, was the presence of the stormtroopers amongst the population. There seemed to be no shortage of them. It wasn't a comfortable sight to him, as he didn't like any sort of stifling military presence from anyone, much less these people he'd already had an uneasy experience with, already.

Regardless, he was right about one thing. As they ventured away from the portal and by extension the prime real estate for shop owners, the crowd thinned to a still busy, but much more acceptable level. Matrix glanced to the side to see AndrAIa moving towards a stand with multiple brochures sticking out of it, and quickly joined her.

"It's a tourist trap!" AndrAIa cheerfully announced as she grabbed pamphlet after pamphlet. "We might be able to get all the info we need right here."

"Good. Let's grab a seat and look everything over," Matrix said as he looked at a few fliers and advertisements. He didn't take anything, trusting AndrAIa's judgement on this one.

The two of them moved down the road a bit further until they found a small restaurant. They walked up the steps to an outdoor patio, and took a seat at a small table with an umbrella providing a little bit of shade on this bright and hot day. Immediately AndrAIa began spreading out the informational brochures she had looted, and then scanned them for what might be the most relevant.

Matrix grabbed one and she grabbed another, and they both quickly began to read up on the place they were in as fast as possible. They both learned that this place was called the Vasty Deep, that they were on an island named Costa Del Sol, and that there were many more islands litering this verse. From there, the information was a bit more scattered and harder to decipher.

"This is one of the largest 'verses' in this Omniverse," Matrix read aloud from a brochure, tossing it aside once he determined it held no more useful information.

"A verse must be about the same as a system, to us," AndrAIa realized, opening another flier and skimming it until something caught her eye. "Ok, here! The Empire, from Coruscant, uses Costa Del Sol as a base of operations."

"The Empire. That's the people I talked to before," Matrix nodded, turning one of his brochures over to read the back. "Looks like they're at war with Camelot. I saw them, too, but I thought it was just a broken game, then.

AndrAIa giggled at that thought. "Well, unless you want to do any windsurfing, I think we're tapped out on this resource."

"I agree. What we need now is a plan," Matrix said, tossing his last pamphlet back into the stack.

"Hmm..." AndrAIa mused aloud, tapping her fingers on the table as she looked around and observed the crowd. "If there was a way out of here through this island, everyone would know about it."

"You think we need to go and try another verse?" Matrix asked in surprise, not seeing her point yet.

"No, just the opposite. There's a lot to see and do in this one. I bet our chances of escaping are pretty good from here," AndrAIa said. "The only problem is, it won't be on this island. We need a boat."

Matrix nodded, agreeing with that logic. "I like it. We just have to find one."

"I think we can manage," AndrAIa grinned as they stood up. "Come on. Let's look for the docks."

Matrix gestured his arm to the side, jokingly indicating that he would follow her. AndrAIa smiled as she walked past him and down the stairs. Matrix followed her, staying constantly alert and carefully watching the area as he walked. If they could avoid it, he didn't want to steal something Imperial and get on their bad side, yet. He had no qualms about fighting anything that needed to be set straight, but he didn't want to jump into something without all the facts. It had nearly cost him before, and now he was even further out of his element. The risks were high, but at the same time he felt confident, and even a little excited.

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i found this highly enjoyable but im curious to what you guys think. If something like this were to happen here in our own Oniverse, how would it?

Alright, so as I've probably mentioned before, I plan to do the Dunes Void Quest after I've finished up with Lubbock Gin and Mami. Since it's a uh..pretty big quest, I thought I might as well sort out a few things before getting to the Dunes.

Eventually, it'll probably be a month or two until I actually start this.

Anyway, I plan to visit New Babylon and LAW for information that they probably don't have (not like Alain would know that). After maybe a quick visit to Rick's Cafe and The Town with No Name. So I'm gonna ask the G-Team and their factions whether or not they're up for a brief or not-so-brief interaction.

On another note, I'll also be up for having somebody join me on the quest...but just one person. Partly because a 200,000 word quest would be a gigantic pain for staff to judge, and partly because the quest would take even longer than it would normally and if there's events in that time, both me and the other participants might be locked into the quest until we're done. Also, I'm going to judge who the partner will be (assuming anyone's up for it) based on who Alain would team up with IC. I mean, would you team up with the creepy machete wielding serial killer? Anyway, just post here if you're interested. If you want to think about whether or not you want to devote yourself to a quest, well, it's not like you're not lacking time to think about it.

And yeah, a month or two is just a bit early to make a thread for, but I thought I'd get it out of the way before I forget. :frogsiren: