Can I buy an item and give it to another person?

As long as I give permission to another and they have a communicator... They can Use my Recall systemto my base right?

“Mistah Nailbrain, set course fer plunder!”

The final words of the great, brutish captain echoed in his own mind. One of the few things he could remember clearly as he floated through emptiness. It was a great black void, like space, but without all those shiny lights. Well, there was one shiny light...wait no, that was a person! Looked more like a humie, or maybe one of those pansy Eldar! The git was grinning at the good Kaptin, but he couldn’t really see anything but the shape and that cheeky grin! What right did he have to grin like that?! Bluddflagg opened his mouth to try and demand some answers before he cut this git down to size but...he couldn’t speak! what kind of foul pansy trickery was going on to deny a Kaptin his voice?! Yet, as if he had spoken anyway, the shiny grot over there started speaking, and just like some pansy Eldar, he seemed to be talking absolute nonsense! To be honest, Bluddflagg was just a bit too angry to really pay as much attention as he probably should, so it was quite likely that his own fury kept him from understanding some of what he was told. All Bluddflagg really grasped, was that the git’s name was Omni, that there was some shiny orb of stuff in his hand, and that this naff grot talked far too much! No, calling this git a grot was too good for him! Bluddflagg was going to have to come up with a new word, a worse word to describe this pansy! Then, suddenly everything went white, as the grinning figure vanished.

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Water ran over his face, flowing between the massive, tusked teeth of his jaw. Bluddflagg was...laying in water. Wait, where the Zog had that naff git gone?! Bluddflagg’s arms heaved himself up, pushing against the stone floor of the fountain as he threw himself upwards. A low, guttural snarl escaped his mouth, a small red eye, well in comparison to the rest of his bulk, glaring about. Water dripped off the edges of his hat, water dripping down his arm, and off the heavy, metallic pads of his shoulder armor. The snarl rose in volume as he got his feet out from under him, as he found himself staring at just...white, it was just a big white room! What kind of naff Zog was this?! “Where are ya, ya git?!” Bluddflagg roared, his voice deep and guttural, rumbling like a rockslide as he stepped out of the fountain. He was furious, his Spacey Hulk, his crew, all the boyz he’d gathered, and all the fancy loot and Dakka he’d accrued during that whole frantic and chaotic war! Admittedly it had been tons of fun, but now all of it was gone! Where was it?! “Where’s me Spacy Hulk!” He roared up at the featureless white sky. “Why, when I find ya, I’m gonna pound ya inta Squig Goo! I’m gunna mount yer skull on me wall!” The Kaptin started to rant and rave for true and sure, his arms waving and surging as if he were searching for something to grab and beat the stuffing out of! That, was when he caught a glimpse of something shiny, someone walking right up to him. He turned, his bulk shifting surprisingly quick for someone of his massive, twelve foot size, but still not especially fast. The figure took a step back quickly, a hand going to the barrel of a strange looking shoota he had in his hand.

The git with the black rifle was dressed head to toe in white, shiny armor with a few black streaks here and there. His helmet looked weird too. However, of all the gits Bluddflagg had ever seen, only one race of pansies were both this hilariously small, and this ridiculously shiny and slick looking! The pansy started to speak, but Bluddflagg ran roughshod right over the unprepared soldier, “I shoulda known you sneaky Eldar Panzies were behind this! Didn’ gettin’ all your boys stomped on Typhon teach ya?! Ya don’ mess with Kaptin Bluddflagg!” His red eye rolled up, to see more of the Eldar gits behind him, about eight of ‘em, with the same black rifles. None of those cheating Eldar psyker types either.

“I think there’s been a misunderstanding Captain.” The shiny git started to say, but then, Bluddflagg stepped forward, and his fist slammed into his helmet. There was a sickening crack as the massive, half ton bulk of the Ork boss slammed through that fist. The helmet cracked, and his body went hurtling backwards, soaring back to come to a sliding stop severl feet past the further Stormtroopers. “Since ya panzy gets have fergotten. Well then, ol’ Bluddflagg’s jus’ gonna have to remind ya! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUGH!” With the titular battlecry of the Ork bellowing from his mouth, Bluddflagg began hurtling forwards, his foots stomping on the seemingly blank white floor as he rushed the other soldiers.

However, unbeknownst to him, these weren’t some pansy Eldar guardians or any form of Eldar at all. They were in fact Stormtroopers, and though the one who had been trying to speak with the newly arrived Prime had been taken off guard by Bluddflagg’s tendency towards violence, the rest were prepared. Immediately the standing eight storm troopers spread out, three going to the left, three going to the right, and two just backing up directly. Rifles were raised and pointed, and a hail of energy bolts began to fire forth, a stream of red bolts of energy filling the air, seeking Bluddflagg’s gigantic green body! Naturally many of them hit home, he was a massive, green juggernaut of rage and muscle after all. Thus, multiple bolts slammed into his arms and sides, leaving stinging black welts and burns over his arms, and along the leathery tunic he wore over his chest. Yet...these just seemed to infuriate the great Ork further. He roared as he just hurtled along. The bolts from the two in front of him slammed into his chest, one hit his jaw, leaving a long, black streak along his chin, but he just refused to stop! He rushed forward, and a leathery green fist rose up, before slamming down. Both stormtroopers though managed to dive out of the way, avoiding the fist as it slammed into the featureless white ground with a heavy crash. Without skipping a beat though, Bluddflagg turned, his fist dragging out and up in a vicious backhand towards the stormtrooper that had dodged to the Ork’s right. This time, he struck home, his massive bar of an arm striking him full on in the chest and sending him hurtling backwards.

Without stopping to see if he’d taken down the git, Bluddflagg twisted to face the one on his left, and was rewarded with a full taste of blaster fire unloaded right into his stomach! He roared out his rage as he felt his clothing tear and burn away, the blasts impacting on muscled green flesh, burning it severely, but not managing to penetrate beneath. The stormtrooper had a brief moment to wonder just what the hell this Prime was made of, before Bluddflagg’s fist slammed into his head, sending him slamming into the ground as his helmet cracked and shattered from first the impact with fist, and then with the featureless ground. Yet, he still had six gits firing upon him...and the git he’d backhanded was picking himself back up, the sweep not having had the concentrated force of a full on fist to the face. What Bluddflagg needed was a weapon, but the pansy shootas were too small, he wouldn’t even be able to squeeze the trigger of these guns, and they didn’t have choppa’s of any kind! Then...an idea occurred to the crafty freebooter, and his massive jaw managed to twitch into a grin, even with the constant fire blackening his hide and tearing apart his shirt. His arm reached down and gripped the stormtrooper by his ankles, pressing them together, his massive hand able to easily wrap around both. Then he hefted the fallen soldier up, and turned towards one of the groups of three. Once again the battlecry of the Ork erupted from his massive, fanged mouth, as he rushed forward, swinging the stormtrooper around like a flail!

Some quick things

Telepathic Suggestion: This doesn't seem too bad other than the fact that you can abuse it too much seeing as it has little to no cool down. If you add some fatigue factor or another form of balance I think there should be no problem

Psychic Spiral: I don't think you need a move with this due to the fact that you can already send images and other distracting thoughts into the opponents head, but if you wanted a charge for a lasting effect then this is fine. The thing is that a minute is quite some time so cut down the duration time a little bit. Also same criticism as before, make sure you balance it with Fatigue or something so this can't be overly spammed.

“THAT’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH!!!”

*BOOM*

It wasn't even light outside and it had been like this for weeks. Blood and sweat soaked the ground and there had to be something said about the air; just never seemed to be enough of it. It was just so hard to breathe that you were literally always short on breath.

“STILL TOO SLOW!!!”

*CLASH*

Thundering sounds of the shinobi colliding and exchanging blows rang throughout the mountains echoing to the forests below. The speed in which they moved was unnatural and the young Genin known as Sasuke, had found himself on the wrong end of a spinning back elbow. It was a shame really as he had foreseen and blocked the previous elbow, but in his hesitation he failed to counter. Life’s funny that way; some of the best lessons have to be learned the hard way.

Endless White overrode his vision as his limbs failed him and went limp. His vision returned but only for a moment. It then grew dark as his body collapsed from under himself, onto his knees, before finally finding himself face first in the dirt.

“Tell me Sasuke. Is that all there is left of the great Uchiha Clan?”

And like that the walls came crashing down, consciousness flooded back into the young shinobi breathing life anew. He was up and with haste he was on his opponent with an ill intention. His eye’s a fiery red known only to the Uchihas, as he rushed forward and began to unleash a barrage of furious punches and kicks, all of which found contact; none of which found an opening but this did not deter the young upstar---

*SMASH*

This time his vision would remain intact, better that way, now he would be able to see the smug expression on Kakashi’s face as he fell to his knees. Kakashi took a knee so that he was face to face with his pupil before speaking, “I thought you had purpose. I thought you had someone to kill.”

His breathing was heavy and he couldn’t, for the life of him, catch his breath. Damn this elevation he thought, but he knew he had to answer, “I will kill him.”

The young ninja sprang fourth with all his might, clenching all the power he could in his right hand and he fired a hell of a right hook intended for the silver haired instructor.

*SWOOSH*

“How are you going to do that, when you can’t even hit me?” the words soft, but only a whisper on the tongue of Kakashi and only audible to Sasuke because mid-way through the punch Kakshi had instantly vanished, only to reappear directly behind him.

“You have these damn weights on me, of course you’re dodging me. I bet it’d be a different story if I took them off.” The youth retorted, exposing a contempt he did not mean to show.

Kakashi shrugged, looked Sasuke over with his eyes, and said simply, “the weights I applied to your ankles are only half the weight being used for Rock Lee’s training.”

Sasuke’s eyes widened in embarrassment.

His sensei grinned and began again, “honestly, they aren’t even as heavy as the ones I am using now.” he finished talking, removed his under garments, tossed them to Sasuke and upon catching them, they plummeted to the floor with Sasuke unable to hold them up.

Frustrated the teenage ninja snapped back, “It doesn’t even matter. I will still kill him.”

Kakashi arched an eyebrow, grinned, and rushed the young shinobi with his own barrage of punches and kicks.

“NOT IF YOU DON’T GET FASTER!!!”

*CRASH*

It continued like this for some time and looking back on it Sasuke would value Kakashi’s training far more than he ever could have imagined. For, it was about to be one of the last times he would ever train under the great Kakashi Sensei ever again. Through this training he would gain great power, hands down, but nothing would prepare Sasuke for what would come next.

“Arrg!.. Man, I swear if he doesn’t show I’ll kill him. I swear, I’ll kill him!”

Pacing back and forth in frustration a youth who had to be no older than Sasuke gritted his teeth and balled his fist in front of him. He stood from what looked like a private box seating apart of a larger coliseum. His clothes dirty and worn as through he had just been through a battle and upon his chest he wore a badge that read...

[spoiler]

Quote:“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”

Quote:“This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most. "

Quote:“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn."

Quote:“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”

Ok so just so I get the summons right, can I add a Lythian to this Move withut issue? Or do I have to pay OM to add one?

I know the stats are divided among them all and all that.  But  if its all a single Summon, doI need to  request  another NOC to  be in it, pay OM for it and so on?  I think.... Im fine to add  any Lythian  but just need  to let you guys know though?

Quote:Mark of Lythia: Using the Mark of Lythia upon his arm, Retane summons forth a dark shadowy mist. From this mist he is able to call forth sentiant being of Lythia to his aid. The more he summons the weaker they are. At the time being a single blow to the Lythians can turn them back into the shadowy mist. (This is for more Rp Fodder and such). Retane can resummon after a bit of concentration. But consecutively doing so can be draining.
Currently Retane is only able to summon Arith.
ATK: 1
DEF: 1
SPD: 1
TEC: 2

Arith: A Lythian warrior clad in golden armor, with a dragon helm who wields two sabers. Arith is quick and cunning with a peculiar personality.

((This is Chosen Undead, making my SECOND CHARACTER quee: ))



Character name: Kaptin Bluddflag

Character source: Dawn of War 2: Retribution

Character history: Right after duffing that sour git, the Chaos traitor Kyras, Bluddflagg and his crew had gotten aboard their space hulk. With a new ship in hand, and a new hat on his spikes, courtesy of that humie inquisitor, Bluddflagg was ready to sow terror and get all the shiny trinkets in the galaxy. Yet, when they jumped into the warp, he found himself pulled off his ship, and dumped into the Omniverse! He’s going to be right mad when he appears at that fountain, that’s for sure.

Physical Description: (originals only)

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

Starting Proficiencies:(3,000 OM total) Physical Strength(1,000), Ranged Proficiency(1,000), Area Attack Proficiency (600), Buff Proficiency (400)

Starting Powers: Growth (800 OM)

Starting Moves: (1,200 OM total)
Twin Linked Shoota’ (300 OM) Requires Ranged Proficiency
This massive, semi-automatic double barreled gun would be an odd, short rifle in the hands of most human sized folks. In the hand of the massive Warboss however, it looks more like an oversized pistol, and that’s just how he uses it. The double barrels give it a higher rate of fire, firing bursts of two shots with each squeeze of the trigger. Given Bluddflagg's own trigger pulling speed, he can fire two rounds per second, for one squeeze each second. The clip itself holds thirty rounds, for fifteen shots before needing to reload. However, the weapon is terrifyingly inaccurate, and Kaptin Bluddflagg certainly doesn’t take the time to aim. As such, unless there’s a great horde of enemies, or he’s right up close, you’d have to be very unlucky to get hit by the Shoota.

‘Uge Choppa (300 OM) Requires Physical Strength proficiency
Coming in at three inches over a full five feet, the 'Uge Choppa is another weapon that would be more along the lines of a greatsword or claymore in the hands of most. Yet, once again, Bluddflagg’s sheer size and muscular bulk renders it to be a slightly longer than normal cutlass, at least in terms of proportions. It is a heavy, sharp blade, that Bluddflagg swings about with wild abandon to cleave and cut into his foes. However, the bulk and weight of the weapon slows it down from the comparably smaller swords of more normal sized foes, leaving it somewhat easier to dodge and avoid, but be careful not to get hit by it, the weight and force of his swings can leave some serious marks!

Stomp (300 OM) Requires Physical Strength Proficiency, and Area Attack Proficiency
Stomp is a move reserved for when hordes of weak little gits are all swarming Bluddflagg. With this ability he lifts up one of his big boots, and slams it into the ground, releasing a shockwave that spreads out in a circle, reaching to roughly five feet away from him in every direction. This shockwave can pick up smaller, weaker opponents, such as great groups of secondaries, and send them flying. However, solid, tougher enemies, such as primes with a high defense, might barely even feel a thing. Stomp truly doesn’t actually do much damage aside from flinging enemies away from him, and is just meant to buy time while he lays into them with Shoota and Choppa.

WAAAAAAAAUUUUGH! (300 OM) Requires Buff Proficiency
Bluddflagg stops where he is, throws his head back, and lets out a mighty roar of the titular Orky battlecry: WAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!!!! Of course, he does have to stop everything he’s doing to howl this out, but the effects can be worth it. Allies who hear this during the fight will gain a burst of morale and adrenaline. For a short time, about half a minute, those allies can shrug off injuries as if they had the Survival power, but they do still take the damage, and after the half minute is up, if a wound would have normally killed them, they’ll then likely keel over. Still, the move can buy himself and allies just enough time to at least take the sorry gits they’re fighting with them!

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So... I am rusty AF. Like I don't even have Photoshop anymore....

Can someone get this to work as my avatar?

https://www.google.com/search?q=sasuke&e...B256%3B256

Edit This has been resolved, thank you!

Everything looks good to me. I'll start writing up the paperwork for you.

Edit: asked Luffy to look over it.