The sun rose over Omniville and its denizens awoke. After the long night, they had begun to hope that perhaps all that had happened the day before was but part of their dreams. That hope was dashed as they gathered in the Town Square and saw that not only was Retane, Carn, and Axorn still dead, but, after a quick head-count, yet another of their number was missing.

Gilgamesh pulled a sheet of paper from his pocket and began calling out names, as was his duty as mayor. When he got to ‘Strazio Rockwell’, there was no answering cry from the crowd. The Townies began a search for the man, hoping and praying that perhaps the homeless man had merely slept in. And perhaps in a way, they were right.

His corpse was found lying in a dirty and tattered blanket, newly soiled with not just feces, urine, and general grime, but also the man’s blood. It appeared almost peaceful in his soggy cardboard box, and a few among the town felt a pang of relief that, at least, he had died in his sleep. This new death, however, brought to the fore of their minds the gravity of their situation and the ruthlessness of the Mafia.

Quote: Strazio Rockwell was kill by the Mafia.
King Axorn: Dead - Townie!
Thaal Sinestro
Proto Man
Gilgamesh
Victor Wolfe
Jon Snow
Retane: Dead - Townie!
Guu
Strazio Rockwell: Dead- Townie!
Carn_Val: Dead - Mafia!
Tartaros
Mickey Mouse
Magus

The Day Phase will last until 48 hours have passed from the time of this post, more or less. As always, vote by posting: Lynch: (name here) in bold. Votes can be changed until I end the Day Phase, and it requires a >50% (5) vote to Lynch someone. And also as always, being inactive will also end in your death. ^_^

Quote:Zack's dream the first time he sleeps in the Omniverse.

I was told I should do my EventVerse thing so I'm tell it to you here. I came up with this ideA out of boredom and would like to thank those select few who encouraged me to post it here. The EventVerse is a verse where, for a month, player characters are placed in an accurate universe such as Star Trek, or Speed Racer, and given roles like out of a movie. Some know what is happening and others just play their part. So, for instance, you have Star Trek for a month, then we take names and draw roles for them. So Lara ends up as an Engineer and you end up as a captain or something, or vice versa. Some events will have quirks added to them, like if we did a Jurassic Park/World one then we would be without our powers and whoever dies is kicked out of the EventVerse for the remainder of the event... It's a game of survival there. Scenarios will be provided for each player, so maybe I have to fix something in the warp core on the Voyager or maybe we encounter Romulans, the scenarios are up to the submitter of that month's event and the mods and a select council of people chosen for their creativity. You're given a role and you have to play it. This is as much for fun as it is to educate writers on being more versatile in their skills and the areas in which they can write. It's my thesis that providing random events and scenarios in a grpup writing setting improves one's skill in that area and expands your horizons
It happens once a month, for a total of twelve events a year. Of course it isn't set in stone so the events may take longer if necessary.

Remember this is a rough draft of the idea, please ask your questions, give your suggestions and your input here!

Nealaphh emerged into the ridiculously bright sun of Costa Del Sol, its three eyes squinting in adjustment to the beautiful seaside vista. The ocean town was a bizarre mixture of a tropical city and something you might see from Cape Cod. Nealaphh didn't really pick up on the dissonance of these two clashing maritime cultures; its was focused more on staying out of sight of the Imperial patrol that was marching down the street. The shadow stuck closely to a large crowd that was moving in the opposite direction, trying to duck into a nearby alleyway when it could. It worked for the most part, but as the battalion walked by, one of the rear soldiers noticed Nealaphh's green eyes watching from the shadows.

"Sir, let's scout this alleyway. I saw something..." the grunt said, peering into the darkness even as Nealaphh retreated deeper into the dank gloom. The lead stormtrooper, who wore some sort of orange shoulder pad, turned around slowly and spoke in a dismissive tone.

"Check it yourself, private. The rest of us are heading to the mess." the lead said, rejoining the rest of the ranks. The stormtrooper who had spotted Nealaphh watched for a moment as the rest of his compatriots marched off, and let off a small sigh. With angry vigor, he shoved his way past a couple of civilians into the alleyway. The trooper shouldered his rifle and crept slowly down the puddle-ridden lane, peering in every direction, looking for signs of movement. Suddenly, before he could even scream, the trooper was bashed against the brick wall once...twice...thrice...until he went limp. Nealaphh emerged from a pile of trash bags, approaching the dazed man with grim purpose. Clearly moving around in its usual attire was too conspicuous within this verse; it would need a better way to blend in. What better way than to wear a full suit of face-concealing armor that also brought a modicum of authority with it? As such, the god-mind absorbed the soldier's Omnilium into itself, perfectly disposing of the body and leaving an empty suit of armor to don. Nealaphh also reabsorbed its cloak, and after a few minutes, had the stormtrooper attire fitting more or less perfectly. The god-mind looked down at the blaster rifle that sat in the grime of the alleyway with disdain. Such human weapons were beneath its use, but it would need to tote the useless trinket in order to better play the part. The god-mind called the gun to its hand and exited the alleyway, back into the sun.

Suddenly, a loud voice came blaring in Nealaphh's ear. The regiment captain wanted to know what was taking so long. Nealaphh elicited a mental sigh and fiddled with the radio pack on the armor's waistband until it figured out how to turn the blasted thing off. Now, dressed in acceptable camouflage, and unbothered by petty military concerns, Nealaphh journeyed out into the city to try and find a few, small items of note...

Quote:This is going to be my default Nexus travel thread. If make sure I'm still in the Nexus before jumping in, though.

This topic is inspired by the possible need for it.

People who are having trouble, want a second opinion, or want their posts proofread before they put them up "officially" should post it here under a quote and spoiler tag. Any browsing member is free to respond and offer pleasant commentary and feedback, as well as screen for any typos so they aren't seen after it's too late.

If someone has quite a few typos, please PM them because it can be a bit embarrassing for someone to point out when you have more than five or six. (They may have a reason such as tiredness or typed up on their phone, but it doesn't feel good when mistakes are pointed out publicly.)

Use this thread whenever you need but up to 3 times in a row, and I know I personally will try to offer some feedback to most that are placed here, I want to inspire other players to do this as well.

Lara landed on her feet in her chosen destination but this place looked a little different than she had pictured, there was no one around or at least no one that was alive. At a first glance Lara could tell that surrounding her were very early colonial ruins, but there was something weird about them. They seemed to be in good positions, in fact they were pristine but that wasn't possible. Everything looked like it was period, like everyone had just literally dropped everything and left and things were left frozen in some sort of stasis only to be wondered upon by her.

A creaking noise sounded behind her and she turned to see that a boy with a ghostly complexion was hanging up a shirt on a clothes line before he turned to pick up some sort of metal object. Lara quirked a brow and watched them smoothly pick it up, and then in a blink of the eye they were gone. The Croft furrowed her brows in confusion and then out of nowhere the boy appeared in front of her, swinging down the object. It was a metal club, damn it!

Her hand rose up to grab onto their arm, the arm felt weird, it didn't feel like it was alive. The flesh was extra squishy and it was almost translucent. Lara had never seen anything quite like this but little did the young woman know it was about to get a lot worse. She felt her fingers go through the flesh and pulled back in surprise before watching maggots worm out of the skin, in response to the stench her nostrils flared. Lara gagged and took her climbing axe in her free hand, swinging at the limb and severing it. Unfortunately they simple regrew the limb, and Lara grot her teeth as she dropped the limb and grabbed an arrow from her quill, she thrust it up into the inhuman brat's chin and listened to it beep twice, a green LED light blinking in synch and turning red in one last beep as the arrow's incendiary tip combusted and caught their head a flame.

Croft frowned as the now engulfed figure rushed towards her, the woman's feet pushed off of the ground and she hurtled over them in a near inhuman backflip, landing flawlessly and promptly placing her axe back in its place to activate her retractable compound bow. Lara notched an explosive arrow and fired it into the back of the creature, smirking as they were blown to pieces. That's when it hit her, this was Roanoke... Or that's what a painted sign as where a pier would have been said. It was ni e she had lessons in Old English.

"Roanoke, eh? Here I come Valkyr. The Key to Everything should be fun to get." Lara hoisted her bow around her left shoulder and began to look around for anything that would resemble the place that had been missing from the world so long. The best she could guess was that some supernatural catastrophe took place, all the citizens were turned into some weird type of monster, and that the town was transported to an otherworldly alternate dimension. Just like her... Ya'know, aside from the being turned into a monster. I mean, she had to kill that kid for a reason right? Plus he didn't exactly count as human so that mattered not.

Lara's gloved hand came across a lever and accidentally pulled it, and low and behold absolutely nothing happened except for a bloody bell ringing. A bell! Wait, church bells? Her head turned and she noticed that at the center of the settlement was a church, and of course around that church were more of those things. Lara sighed, never one to give up a challenge she held up her bow and fired an explosive arrow just as one of those wraith-like zombie creatures appeared in front of her and was hit by it, she was thrown back by the explosion and grunted before rising up and readying another arrow. If only she had a crew, that'd be amazing to have pop up right now...

Quote:((I used Combat Axe and Compound Bow with Fire Arrow and Explosive Arrow in this))

It had been months since the expedition ship Lara was on had crashed onto the shore of the century’s lost Kingdom of Yamatai and wondered upon the extremist cult of the Solarii, a cult that worshipped the powerful witch known as the Sun Queen. Despite their efforts no one was able to rescue her or the group, if they tried their plane crashed because of a lightning bolt, their helicopter was ripped apart midair by a flurry of powerful wind, or their boar was sunk by the quasisentient waters surrounding the island. Whatever was keeping them there was powerful and nearly indomitable until Lara got the crew back together and they destroyed that thing that had essentially kidnapped them from the world. It was hard to survive there, really hard, and they lost people that matteredc, people that they loved including mentors and even lovers. It made her internally tremble with the fear of losing them all if this last escape effort didn't work. She promised Alex and the old man that she would get the rest of the crew out of here, and promised herself she wouldn't let anyone else die. It was important that she got everyone home and Lara would be damned if they got hurt.

"Start the engines!" The engineer yelled out just before smoke bustled up from the engine and the old motor boat they were in shot forward across the water. While everyone else was cheering in excitement, her best friend Sam squealing, Lara couldn't help but look back at Yamatai and remember Alex, and the old man, and everyone else they'd lost. She tilted her head upwards and to the right, biting her left cheek before sighing a heavy breath of anxiety. The air seemed to become tainted with her worry and the calm waters immediately disappeared. Lara turned to check on the crew in worry and grabbed ahold of the motor to steer the boat when the big guy was tossed to the side. Salty water rose up all around them and through the dense mist created by the miniature storm Lara could see what looked like the silhouette of a woman in an ancient dress wearing a crown, a woman with such power she could control storms and break the very fabric of reality itself. Her thoughts were cut short as she felt her body scream unwillingly once the boat wrecked to the left, everything went black. Luckily for Lara someone with more power would intervene.

Croft woke up hovering in a cold empty space, a mysterious being in front of her as she floated weightless and guided by some unknown force to ensure that she didn't float away from the man speaking to her. "My name is Omni, you are in the Nexus, or at least part of it." She couldn't speak but this thing knew her thoughts, that's when she noticed every piece of equipment sxcept her climbing axe and compound bow were missing. "Don't worry, you'll be able to earn them back eventually, but with your gear you would have been too powerful to just start out." Lara noticed that every question or even instinctual response she had was answered or remedied with a clarification, it was interesting and there was something about this Omni that didn't make her want to pqnic and instead kept the young woman fairly calm, so calm you could call it serene or zen. With all of Lara's questions answered in the time of what seemed like a few moments instead of the hours long debate it should have been, the curious twenty one year old was asked what world they wanted to go to. The choice was difficult, should she choose a world of high technology or one that thrived on magic and fantasy or a world of so-called Shinobi, or even a wild west like setting that thrived on something just barely recognizable as order? In the end the choice was simple and she chose the one that seemed like the most refreshing, the Endless Dunes seemed like the most interesting since she hadn't ever gotten to experience the wild west or anything like it. This was going to be an interesting journey to say the least, and honestly she liked trouble.

Lara just hoped that her crew would be there to meet her and as the interdimensionally known Tomb Raider dropped through a portal and landed on her feet in the sand Lara hoped that everything would be as interesting as she thought it would be to her so that she could have some fun up in this new and strange place. Plus it seemed like there would be a lot to explore in this world, and knowing the young Croft she never got tired of exploration since there was always something new.

If anyone needs an NPC to write with or something, let me know here on PM me! I would love to do a little writing on the side. I can make an original character or I can play someone else...whatever works!

In silence, the two men traversed the white line—their eyes surveying the black and gray land that surrounded them.

“Have you explained what happened to you?” Shang muttered as the two men walked across the Void.

Atelos shook his head. “I was free of this place. I woke up in a barn and got caught up in the actions of these adventurers who sought to slay a mighty beast. We fought against it valiantly… but after that, it grows foggy.”

“Did you win?” The sorcerer inquired.

“Aye. It fell, but then we squabbled over a relic left behind by the creature. The next thing I know, I awoke on the battlefield in bruises, and then I was back here.” The Spartan put a hand on the side of his head. “Everything has been such a blurred whirlwind lately.”

His associated nodded his head. “I understand,” he spoke as he reached into the bag hanging from his belt. He dug down passed the metal-encased vial and retrieved the strange object left behind by the Spartan. “You left this… thing behind.” He handed the skull to the Spartan, who seemed to liven up just a little at the sight of his garish item.

“Thank you,” Atelos remarked as he stowed the object away.

Up ahead, Shang noticed something on the horizon—a large gate, much like the ones in the Nexus. “Look,” he said, prompting his friend to lift up his head. Without needing another remark, the two jogged over to the gate, and while neither paid attention to it, the white path upon which they’d been traveling led right up to the portal.

“Where do you think it leads?” The Spartan inquired as Shang stepped forward and gingerly passed his hand through the portal. He pulled it out a moment later to confirm that they wouldn’t be stepping into a volcano or anything hazardous to their health.

“Let’s find out,” the sorcerer replied as he stepped through the gate.

On the other side, Shang Tsung was immediately assaulted by the stark difference in lighting. They’d left behind the grayscale nothingness and walked into a verse filled with sunshine and clouds. A glance down to his boots revealed that he was actually standing on a cloud.

“What is this?” Atelos declared after stepping through the Gate and glancing out across the serene landscape of clouds, sunshine, and pillars. In the far distance, they could spy what seemed to be a city.

“I’m not sure, but that,” Shang answered, pointing toward the city. “Is where we need to go.”