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Do I or don't I? A question for the masses.

Anyone can give me your opinions.... In the upcoming Event, do I take the Artefact, or do I leave it behind?

It's a toss up. I mean its a risk losing it. But I'm not sure if Retane would take it off and leave it. I mean I know a few ways to do it, and in someways it may even seem right at that part in my storyline....

I'm not sure? Whats your opinions? Would you like to see The Horsemen walk into the Abyss with the risk of succmbing to the Abyss in an entirely different way?

last couple of days I've been trying to expand my reading selection on the site, and include a few other characters to follow. I figured it would be healthy to try and get an idea of some of you write. If for being else, just to see who I could become compatible with for potential IC interaction...

However, I've been running into some posts--no need to specify--that I'm getting lost in because of too much thesaurus-ing. Look, we all wanna sound intelligent and all, but a lot of times when you thesaurus something the meaning of what you're trying to convey gets lost in translation.


Ex. If your thesaurus the word bashing you will get a few words, like bludgeoning.

While both these words imply the same thing essentially, bludgeoning someone is bashing someone with a particular item--a bludgeon.

So, long story short, try to look up the meaning of a word you're thesaurus-ing before you decide to use it, because what you're trying to convey can potentially be lost in translation.



That's all. Happy writing everyone!


And sorry for so many errors in post. I lost internet service and am resorting to my phone

Crona still needed to get used to the feeling of being transported to another verse after using one of the strange gates that dotted the Nexus, but he didn't have the time to complain, he needed to find this 'Gilgamesh' so he could pay his debt back to the Empire. From then, maybe he could find a nice, quiet room where he could huddle up in a corner and forget about the world...

The boy shakes his head to stop himself from drifting into a daydream, he wasn't safe yet, not with the Empire was on his back, and with that thought in mind, he steps forward and takes a look of his surroundings. The gate had taken him to some sort of grassy plains that stretched to the horizon and dotted by strange-looking trees, though it was only now the climate of the place hits him. Crona almost reels from the sudden onset of humid heat as he clears some distance from the gate, immediately craving water or shelter, and looks around desperately to find some source of relief.

"Ugh, Crona." Ragnarok whines, lazily oozing from the boy's back to voice his complaints. "You. Stupid. Idiot. Couldn't you pick a target that didn't live in the middle of nowhere? Aargh, this must be what it feels like to be on the Runaway Train."

"But...but... how was I supposed to know? Its not like the dossier says a... uhm... like a warning or something." The child was more paying attention to where he could escape the climate then to his demon companion, but then he sees something in the distance! A set of buildings, so be sure, and with a huff of effort he immediately starts forward, and Ragnarok slinks into Crona's back to escape the weather.

The closer he got, the more trees populated the area, and soon the details of the rugged town came into the boy's view. Most of this stuff seemed mostly run down to him, and he was surprised to even see people living among the rubble, it was definitely quite a difference from Death City, and not even comparable to the technological marvel of Coruscant.

Regardless, the boy pressed on and entered the town, shuffling along the dusty road that led closer to the center of the town. He needed to talk with someone, get information, follow a lead... or at least, that was the idea, but as he nervously continued down the road, he could feel a hundred different eyes watching him, the locals looked like... cowboys, for lack of a better description, and Crona's weak stature and timid appearance made him easily stand out. Naturally in a town like this, someone so pathetic-looking would also make him a target.

"'Ey, girly." A husky sounding voice speaks, Crona stops and turns to see a rough and built looking man leaning against the side of a building, pushing himself off and making his way confidently over to the shaken boy. "Lookin' for ya mutha'? Tell ya' what, you give us what goods ya' got, and me n' my buddy 'ere make sure ya' get 'ome nice and safe, aight?"

By now, the boy was absolutely petrified, and it didn't help his condition as a similar looking man comes up behind him and cracks his knuckles to add to the intimidation. "I...I... Oh, no, they're trying to scare me. I think it worked. I can't deal with being scared, its too scary. What do I do?" The boy stutters out, visibly shaking, before Ragnarok's voice pops into his mind. "Eat them."

The two highwaymen exchange confused faces, something had changed in the boy, he stopped looking, he was still shaking, but it wasn't from fear anymore, it was something else, something darker. "Eat them?" Crona repeats, licking his lips. It had been so long since he had a human soul, when would he get another chance? Now was the perfect time, surely one wouldn't be too bad. "Oh, I didn't know that was an option."

"Ey, I'm talkin to ya, you little--" The first man begun to speak, but was interrupted by a blade being lodged in his stomach. Crona stares up at the man, wide-eyed, and with a gruesome smile, which horrified him to the core before he breathed his last breath. The boy would have enjoyed eating the man's soul if not for being summarily attacked by the other bandit standing behind him, a rusted longsword swinging through the air and colliding with Crona's shoulder. Surely a normal boy would have been decapitated, or at least killed, but the bandit looks on with a mix of horror and confusion as the child turns around, smiling manically, without a scratch.

"My blood. Its black. I wonder what color your blood is. Could be orange, green, blue, purple. Or maybe its just red, boring blood red." The man was too stunned by Crona's hardyness and change of demeanor to swing again, and the boy lifts his blade to point at the mans stomach. "If you don't want to find out, answer quickly. I'm looking for a man named Gilgamesh, where is he?"

If the demonic child wasn't enough to attract attention around the town, the name 'Gilgamesh' certainly got quite a few onlookers looking at the encounter. The bandit was near panicked as he looked down on Crona with fearful eyes. "Gilgamesh? The King? Hes likely in his castle, New Babylon, in Nippur, to the north. Hard to miss, fairly nearby, he comes here--." The man answers quickly, but not quickly enough, and as soon as he finishes speaking the boy slashes deeply right across the mans chest, watching curiously as he slumped to the floor and bled out.

Two human souls, a hunger Crona had not been able to feed for quite some time, and it felt -so- rejuvenating to feel the two bandit's force drain into him, his blood pulsed with power, and he looks down at his blade as Ragnarok added the souls to its own strength. Now he was well fed, and he had the location of his target. He breathes in and out heavily, today would be a good day after all.

Until, of course, the child's bloodlust ran out, and he found himself the center of attention as the locals watched curiously at the corpses and the boy, whispering in shocked tones amongst themselves. Crona rubs his elbow, quickly shuffling off and hanging his head to avoid any more scrutiny, soon leaving the strange rugged town behind him as quickly as possible.

It was quite the distance to this so called castle, and Crona quickly drifted off into a daydream as he made his way across the savannah. Gilgamesh the King? Resided in his castle? He thought this would be an easy target, perhaps he should just turn around, pick someone else who might be easier. Though, he didn't want all his efforts to be for nothing, and Ragnarok would torture him if he went back on his decision now after putting the demon through this heat, so he pressed on, wading again over the sweltering grass plains for what felt like an eternity before a new building came into view.

The boy was struck as he lay his eyed upon Gligamesh's Palace, it was beautiful to the point of awe, but stuck out like a sore thumb among the grasslands. Surely this must be the place, Crona could feel his heart pumping and his stomach churning as he closed the final gap between him and the castle, a billion questions fluttering through his mind, though he wasn't even able to think long on them before someone had stopped him in his tracks before he could try and enter. Had they said something? He was sure they said something, but it went through one ear and out the other.

"I said." The servant repeated, clearing his throat. "You walk in the Great King Gilgamesh's land, stranger, what is your business here?"

"Oh, me? I need to... uhm..." The boy paused for a moment, it occurred to him that stating his true intentions wouldn't get him easy access to the castle. "Sorry, I need to meet w-with him, just quickly, is that... uhm... OK?"

The servant looks quizzically, before holding his hand up and turning on his heel and making his way inside. Crona let off a loud sigh, he hoped he haden't gotten in over his head, and he certainly felt like he was doing this wrong, but he didn't have all that much choice, and there certainly wasn't any turning back now, he would just have to wait and see what happened after this supposed 'King' hears he has a visitor.

Alright, it's time! Mami, what do you think of these rules, starting from when Mami makes the first aggressive move (because Harry isn't going to Fuego a little girl until she starts doing something obviously aggressive and magic, like summoning a musket).

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Character name:
Carn, The Anomaly of Midnight Carnival

Character source:
Original

Character history:
Hmm...where should we start? Perhaps the place I was from or the things I do before coming here? I... I think we should start with what I am, okay? Deal? Good. Let's see... I, me, ehm Carn. Yes, I'm Carn and Carn is an Anomaly. We Anomalies are somewhat forces of nature, not in a sense of overwhelming strength, speed or whatever traits you start thinking of when someone mentions "force of nature". No, we don't throw balls of fire, bolts of lightning and what have you. We simply...uhm....exist, yes exist, just like the rest of you out there. We are beings that exist in the Event Horizon. Yes, we basically inhabit the place. Yeah, I know it sounds gibberish, but believe me when I say the place exists. I'm right in front of you, my very existence is proof of the Event Horizon.

Ok, so what is the Event Horizon you ask? Heh, well, it's a place I can't really describe in detail, and oh, pardon me for being a little vague but the Event Horizon is a place where everything exists and converge at the same time. Uhuh! Past, future, the present...all can be witnessed at the Event Horizon. It's like reading five pages of a books at the same time! Or maybe nine...t-ten...ten thousa~ I-I don't know, I lost count somewhere, okay? Well then, enough about the Horizon for now, we'll talk more about that later, right now we'll talk about how Anomalies are made. You like that, right? You wanna know how this adorably cute and charmingly irresistable Anomaly came to being, huh? Ofcourse you did, you cute thing. Don't worry, it doesn't involve any profound mating calls, dancing, sweaty situations and sticky stuff. It is however quite harder to do.

Anomalies are born from huge turns of events that happened in the world, may it be a great, century long war, some evil tyrant almost destroyed the world or succeeded in doing so, economic failure, alien invasions, you name it. All these things create ripples in the fabric of space-time and when they get too big, a swell/warp/irregularity in the fabric starts to grow, as it grows bigger, its starts taking a functional form, mainly affected by the events it feeds on, like me. Eventually they gain consciousness and descend into the Event Horizon, starting a life with its fellow Anomalies. To sum things up, the world is like a book, it's spine is the Event Horizon and Anomalies are like tabs or bookmarks for the interesting parts.

Phew...I never had to talk that much in a single breath before, heck, I don't even remember the need to breath in the Event Horizon, somehow I can feel tired and heavy too, maybe I'm getting fat...old...I don't know. How can someone be called "old' in the world anyway? Oh yeah, I also worked at this huge tent in the Event Horizon called Midnight Carnival where I'm basically the main attraction there, sometimes I do some tricks, sometimes I just stand still in the middle and they still keep clapping with enthusiasm. Oddballs.

Physical Description:
Carn is a humanform Anomaly, also one of the more intelligent ones. He is capable of speech and learns things quickly. Anomalies are considered sentient but only a limited number are actually responsive. Carn stands at a little more than 169cm and weighs a little bit over 200lbs although he is lean. He is dense both physically and mentally. He says his most dominant features are his nose(the lack thereof), his round, white eyes and his razor sharp teeth. As an Anomaly, he enjoys daily life without the need to breath, get hurt or be hungry which he starts to experience after becoming a Prime. As a Prime, he'll have to deal with a lot of things, especially with basic life support and survival. Even with these new things introduced to him, he's happy he can try out his skills from Carnival duels in this massive playground known as "Omniverse"

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

Starting Proficiencies:
Physical Strength

Starting Powers:
Burst Movement
Master Acrobat
Hive Mind
Regeneration(Basic)

Starting Moves:
Trauma and Tremor(Sycthe and Cleaver):Carn carries a pair of distinctly individual weapons he uses to carry on with his daily life in the Event Horizon. Trauma is a fairly light scythe with odd Anomaly traits, namely its ability to multiply its momentum up to a certain degree mainly affected by how hard Carn swings it around and hurts so much more than it looks. Tremor is a large and heavy cleaver Carn usually uses during his bizarre sword-swallowng acts at the Midnight Carnival. The cleaver is definitely a hulking piece of equipment but what gives wonderment is the fact that Carn can carry it around his back with ease, probably because he brings it with him every day. He does slow down when he tries to swing it around, usually requiring minimum feet movement.

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• Snatched from Marvel ***Nominated by Deadpool***
  Three words: this is insane. The good kind. Read it. Oh yeah Deadpool, might want to get a Mature tag edited in at the top of your thread. Be warned there’s lots of the foul-mouthed merc going on in this; and the fourth wall being shattered. If that’s not your cup of tea, well too bad. In case it’s not clear: Deadpool is an awesome character. That is all.
  
  
• Search for Power
  ***Nominated by Atelos***
  A New Prime, Straizo, is forced to deal with the Horrors of the Pale Moors along with his own internal fears until a Darkshire regimen comes and saves him. However, little to his knowledge, his own fears and demons follow to Darkshire with them.
  
  
• The Last Avenger and the World of Omni: Raincheck
  ***Nominated by Atelos***
  
  
• Needless Carnage
  ***Nominated by Gildarts***

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Sent: Mon Apr 13, 2015 10:10 am
From: Dio Brando
To: Mako Users of the Month

When someone wins best character because their pothead friends voted for them, yeah. It's literal abuse.

So, I figured that, sometimes, you need a place where you can ask questions in regards to your character, interaction with other players, or, and more likely, the actual plot of your story and these questions could be answered by anyone of the writers on this site as there is no right or wrong answer, only helpful suggestions!

Now, the reason I made this in the Discussion and not the Whateververse is because I want it to be a serious topic that helps the players sprout or transform ideas, not one to gag or spam up. Also, it is here and not the Help Desk, because I wanted everyone, not just Staff to be able to contribute. Now, if you can't, at this time, see the use for a thread like this, then I will go first as to give you an example of it's function:



Okay, I have this crazy mad scientist/laboratory scene that I want to do for a future post of mine I have in mind and I wanted for there to be bizarre and inhuman experiments to be going on in the background. Any suggestions as to what the experiments could be here?

Another question: I have one idea for an experiment that could be happening, but it involves me doing research and finding the right thing to fit for this idea. Does anyone know of a fictional species (Like the Saiyans or Nameks of DBZ) in which the female warriors are capable of far more destructive abilities and powers than the males? (This would be a great help for my idea)

Okay, so that's how this thread would work. I have two questions that could dramatically change the post I am working on and would love any suggestions on how to write these up. I usually turn to someone to brainstorm about these things,(Usually Proto and more recently, Jon Snow and Gilgamesh) but I figured it could be cool to get everyone's take, rather than just one or two writers I go to all the time.