Welcome to the Pale Moors, place of desecration and darkness and death. It was only fitting that a devil such as Dracula would make his home here. A slight smirk crawled across my face, I would be lying if I didn't feel a sort of giddy anticipation. My boots crunched against the muddy gravel road, I was unsure of where to go, but in this place of damnation I got the feeling that action would find me sooner rather than later. A thick haze hung in the air and everything was silent, except for the sound of my boots crunching against that gravel path. For hours I walked, hood drawn and silent slogging forth into the unknown and unfamiliar, oh god how it was boring.

The gravel path came to an abrupt end, as if the road itself was swallowed by the gloomy drear of the moors.Stretched out before me was a decaying swampland, vast and ominous. The occasional groan and creak of dying trees called from the marsh. THe rancid water bubbled and frothed, entranced and perhaps a bit naive I watched the water curiously. From the murky depths below a black tendril, slimy and slick launched forth. Instinctively I pumped energy into my legs and jumped to the side, narrowly dodging the tentacle. My feet skidded across the muck-covered gravel and I fell my knee.

"Shit" white lightning sparked across my body and I tried to move fast enough to avoid the inevitable. The thick ropey tendril slammed into me and sent me tumbling into the ditch besides the road. My arm roared with energy as I tried to charge a blast, but the creature wrapped its fleshy appendage around my chest and pinned my arms around my waist, The energy diffused and fizzled as I was drug deep into the murky swamp. Deep below the the rancid bog the creature dragged me. I came face-to-face with a large blood-shot eye as large as a dinner plate.
I had to think fast, the creature was crushing my torso and trying to force air from my lungs. My body sparked with white-hot magick, energy arced into my core and began to well up. A wicked beak was brought to bare, revealing a gaping maw with rows of razor teeth. The creature brought me close to the snapping, grabbing beak. Deep in my chest the roiling energy bruised my already burning lungs. Mere inches from death I released the stored energy in a devastating shockwave. The tendril wrapping around my torso was incinerated and the creature was probably blind and burnt from the explosion. Using my remaining energy I swam towards the surface. I breached the surface of the water and took a deep breath. The disgusting water stung my eyes and nose, but that was better than being eaten alive by a disgusting bog creature.

This place was much more dangerous that I originally thought, I needed to be more careful and alert. The water was thick and soupy, but the creature seemed to not be interested in my anymore and I was able to easily swim to relative safety. My body was sore and I took a few moments to catch my breath and squeeze the water from my cloak. The gravel path was no where to be found and I had completely lost my bearings. Then I realized that my leather book was soaked, every page was completely drenched with that rotten water. Frantically I opened the book, but the pages melted into a soupy mess. A lifetime of work gone in an instant, gone with one mistake.

My fury peeked. I yelled out in vain and charged an attack. I launched a bright white lance of energy into the swamp, than another one and another one. I didn't stop assailing the pool of water until my arms burned and the water began to boil. Dejected I threw my ruined tome into the water and launched one final lance to make sure.

"Dammit"

How much information do you need in the Fight discussion topic? I didn't see any specific parameters listed in the rules, and I was hoping you could tell me how much info you would like.

You like your work being read right? Me too! ...and I like reading your work as well! I know, I'm just a kick ass guy, thank you. So why this post you ask? Well, and mind you, you don't have to, but if you would all put links to your IC threads (in order that they happen) on your roster I would most certainly read your work ...and more others probably would too!

Some of you make summaries for your threads and that's cool too (You kick ass go get'ers, you!) but you don't have to if that's whats discouraging you. A simple list of links to your threads is perfect! Just throwing it out there. Its better to read your work in order than to of jumped around reading this or that, helps the process a lot actually. Can't wait to read all your blockbuster, ass kicking tales of legend. Thanks for being a rock-star and stay classy. *Flashes finger guns at you*

Thor watched as Mjolnir entered the portal before him and it felt as though time slowed. It was a strange feeling. Thor new he was going fast enough that the time between his hammers entrance into the portal and is own should be at most a second. But the strangeness was not limited to slowness. Thor felt weak as he watched his Hammer enter the portal, he felt vulnerable. He had only ever felt this way once before, when his father had cast his hammer from him and sent them both to earth. Then he had been arrogant and prideful, and had refused to believe that even at his weakest he was anywhere near a normal human in strength, but now he was humble enough to recognize the feeling for what it was. He felt mortal.

Thor entered the portal and hit the ground roughly, his flight giving faltering as his strength had. He groaned. How can this be? He pulled his hammer close, gripping the handle tightly and felt his strength returning. Thank the gods! I have not been forsaken! Thor had for a moment that he had somehow angered his father to the point of true banishment. Not to earth but to somewhere he could not return from. But such was not the case. Thor began to pick himself up off the cobble stone ground, using his hammer as a momentary crutch, in time to see more white soldiers with plastic armor and black rifles moving in on him. His strength was returning quickly, but the sudden lose had fatigued him more than any blow could have. Still he was relieved to here Bluddflagg emerge from the portal with a grunt.

As Thor rose to his full height he realized they were in a sunlit court yard with palm trees, obviously planted and maintained by an intelligent hand, around them. A large sign could be seen not to far away that read 'Welcome to Costa del Sol' in bright colors with a picture of a beach making the sign's background. Thor raised his Hammer in a stance ready to throw.

"Are you ready my friend? For the gods favor us with more fools to fight!"

Out of all of the npcs, besides Omni and Diablo who is the most powerful? I understood it to be Palpatine, followed secondly by Aragorn. Is this not correct?

This is a crossover rpg, so lets talk crossover. Who are some primes you'd like to see entering the omniverse? Personally there are a few characters I hope join us such as:

Inuyahsa: I think people forget about the older, but still great animes and it's sad cause their are great characters waiting to be used. I loved to see this or any other from the anime like Koga or Seshomaru.

Yu Yu Hakasho: For many the same reasons as above and I just loved this show. Hiei, need I say more? Yusuke, Kuabara, or Kurama would be just as good also.

DBZ: Can't ever have enough DBZ

Bleach: How do we not have a soul reaper?

Marvel: Deadpool and Thor are here and it's cooler than I expected it too be. Lets see more of this.

Adventure Time: All I am gonna say about this is that is was extremely hard for me not to be Fin when I joined as Sasuke xD

Attack on Titan: Although they don't have a ton of supernatural abilities, I would still love to see these characters zipping around with co2 power grappling hooks. lol

These are just a few I'd like to see.... so whats yours? and... Go!

Quote:Continued from How to Troll your Mayor.

As Gilgamesh stood proudly at the base of his Kingdom he couldn't help but let out a small laugh. This pathetic town would be the capital of his new city. The King, in his comfortable clothes turned around to see the encouraged faces of his town and his pet. Their eyes were filled with potential and Gilgamesh turned to his audience in order to help them rebuild his town. Gilgamesh felt the brazen sun beat down on his neck but he no longer cared about the sun's heat. The fire in his eyes out burned any fire that would be compared to him.

Yes, my citizens, you no longer need to fear for harm or poverty. All shall prosper here, however in order to ensure that you all need to work. Our first step to prosperity is rebuilding this town, you shall be heavily rewarded for your service. Report to Anos for your assignments and your rewards. He forced a friendly smile and he took a walk with his pet following up behind. She looked up curiously at him, her horns looking out of place in her fairly human body. Her eyes looked at him up with expectancy and Gilgamesh felt a buzz in his pocket.

"Oh did the child respond yet? I do love her tweets!" Her eyes filled with happiness for a second before she realized her faux pas. "Oh, I mean….I think your tweets to be rather witty my king! The child is not funny at all!"

A forced tone in her voice gave away her true intentions. Her face reeked of relief and he could tell that she internally thought she had saved it. A small smile and a little whisper came out of her mouth, "Totally saved it." The King replied with a glare…her usefulness was running out. He thought about if he needed her anymore…probably not. However, he didn't want to find out what happens when you piss off a loyal prime…The satisfaction wasn't worth it…not yet. Gilgamesh sighed and rolled his eyes, he wished he could end the annoying prime.

Gilgamesh opened the device and his eyes scanned over the words, at first casually and then getting more intense. His eyes flamed up and the King felt pent up inside. His teeth gritted together and his fists clenched. This was the last time Gilgamesh would take anything from this pathetic child. The pet looked up at Gilgamesh with curious eyes and he forced a smile and petted her head. His pent up frustration was killing him inside but he couldn't deal with his pet's humor at the moment.

"Its nothing my pet. However, I have a job for you."Eudocia plopped on the ground looking up at the King and she yawned, indicating she was bored. Gilgamesh smiled and knelt beside her. She put up a curious look as she let out a giant yawn He rubbed her hair and he looked he in the eyes. "I have an errand to run, by myself and I need you to protect my Kingdom while I am gone. Please make sure nothing else happens to my citizens…and do not eat them.

Her eyes grew determined and she put up a half-assed salute. She was still on the ground so she looked very comical while doing it. Anos came up behind the king, his hand touching the King's shoulder. Gilgamesh turned lazily and his expression had relaxed, showing his sour state. His hand was on Gilgamesh's shoulder with his eyes staring at his clipboard. He casually looked up and noted Gilgamesh's attitude. The King didn't even need to speak to convey his emotions to his loyal servant. The servant just smiled and spoke softly, just so his pet couldn't hear.

"Is there something I need to take care of or is it a personal problem?" Gilgamesh stared intently at his servant and Anos chuckled. He put his hand to his forehead and his clipboard to his side. The scribbled names seemed to blend in, as the numbers of Gilgamesh's kingdom grew.

"Alright, I shall take care of your Kingdom while you are away, and I'll make sure the beast does not ruin the Kingdom." Gilgamesh angry face lifted softly and a small smirk came to his face. He was glad that Anos knew him so well. He felt safe knowing his Kingdom would be held in…well not bad hands. Gilgamesh gave him a smile before he walked off towards the Endless Sands where he would search for his defiler.

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Gilgamesh survived the many hours of travel in the hot sun, he had learned partially through the ways of the desert and learned the suns pattern and the significance of it's travel. However, he did not appreciate the heat…the intense heat where his white shirt became soaked and stunk beyond comprehension. His odor and appearance did not resemble a King, especially not a King of his caliber as he walked into the abomination of a city called Carrefore.Gilgamesh walked into the city of heathens and looked for anything that could give him a sign…a sign that he could find information that the child has been here or at least a place where he could find her. He walked through the town, his golden armor coming to life before him, a couple of minutes passed as his armor came to be. Gilgamesh walked by and the people around him ran away, letting out muffled whimpers and screams. Hurried whispers flew around him as doors shut and Gilgamesh walked by an all to familiar Saloon. Gilgamesh pushed the doors open to the busy mingling of the bar. The bartender was polishing his glasses as he said his routine lines.

"Welcome to the Saloon. What can I-" His speech stopped and Gilgamesh heard the smashing of glass on the floor. The bartender recognized him, and he began to stutter. "Y-y-y-you?" The commotion began to stop as people noticed that the man was not taking a step from the door. Their eyes began to trail towards him and a sudden realization drew to their faces. The King let an evil grin slip from his lips and his eyes grew in blissful vengeance. The King moved over to the wall and laid against the splintery, antique building. His eyes danced into the sky and his mind seemed to wander before grasping the hold of an idea.

Ah yes, this pile of shit. You mongrels have information I need about the location of a criminal of my state. Where is this…Guu creature? Those that assist your King shall receive a healthy reward." Silence cursed the saloon and peoples lips started to dry up and loud swallowing noises came from people's mouths. Their attempts to lick their lips was to no avail and led with horrible results. Gilgamesh's smile grew wider with malice.

"Perfect, I wanted a way to vent my anger. I will get the information, even if it requires painful methods." A portal opened up behind him and a couple of weapons came out and people hid underneath tables and some began to draw weapons.

"YOU DARE DRAW YOUR WEAPONS IN THE PRESENCE OF A KING! IF YOU WISH TO LIVE SHEATH YOUR WEAPONS!" His voice screamed in anger as his eyes trailed across the room. A small phone was on a table that had one person underneath it and the King smiled. Gilgamesh wouldn't even notice it, but the man underneath the table was attempting to retrieve it before he could see it.

"You! You must stay and answer my questions. All the other rats, Leave my presence." His finger condemning the man who had the device and the man cursed underneath his breathe. The Saloon emptied, no man wanted to mess with the King, even if they could take him out they would lose their lives as well. The man backed up and laughed a little.

"I know nothing…your majesty…please do not hurt me." His voice trembled as he backed up against the wall. His hands were fidgeting and he began to sweat profusely.

"Oh Do not worry, I won't hurt you…if you tell me everything you know." Portals opened up and chains flew out and bound the man by his limbs. The man let out a whimper and his limbs began to stretch out. "Now why don't you be a good mongrel and obey your master!"

"I don't know anything! I swear!" The man spewed frantically in panic. The chains around him tightened and he couldn't breathe. The man desperately tried to say something and Gilgamesh let the chains loose a little bit. The man's eyes grew wide as he said everything he knew.

"She is in the Tangled somewhere! I don't know where! Honestly!" Gilgamesh's chains retracted back into the golden portals as he smiled. The man fell to the ground, breathing heavily and he collapsed falling unconscious to the floor. Gilgamesh got the information he wanted though and walked out of the Saloon, catching a glimpse of the Bartender coming out from underneath the bar. He exited the bar seeing the people slowly enter back in, avoiding eye contact with the King. Gilgamesh walked towards a portal he knew nothing about with one intention.

"Your silver tongue shall be your downfall."

Discussion for a possible Gilgamesh vs. Guu fight. We need to figure out what's going to happen and anything else for this interaction.

So, how exactly does it work? Can it be used at the whim of the user? Does it only kick in at moments of danger and/or need? And how does one go exactly about RPing it?