Quote:The 'Viola flashback thread'.

Age: 231 years.

WANTED: 1000 OM REWARD!!!

Offering a 1000 Omnilium reward for the safe return of the lost artefact, Sword of Kusanagi. The item was last seen in The Nexus during the week of Monday, March 14th, through Monday, March 21st, 2016, during an epic battle between multiple primes, arranged by a prime name Red Hood.

Offering a 200 Omnilium reward for any unknown information leading to the retrieval of the stolen artefact. If you have information on its whereabouts or the whereabouts of any persons in its possession, New Babylon is seeking your assistance in recovering the lost item. Persons with the artefact or information should contact:

 New Babylon
 Hand of the King
 Sasuke Uchiha
 avenger1@newbabylon.omni

 Thank you for your assistance in this matter.

Does anybody end up finding themselves talking, acting, or presenting themselves in a manner similar to one of their characters?

I know this happens for me mainly at work I find myself speaking to my co-workers in rhyme.

Just making this OOC thread to confirm that this fight will be happening. The goal is to claim the bounty that Pennywise notified on the board, so if that could be processed and made official before the fight is over, that would be good.

Time Limit: 3 days
Wordcount: 1,000 for Kopaka & Dawn. 1,500 for Pennywise.
Random Elements: Not really a factor, but sure.
Post Order: Dawn, Pennywise, Kopaka
Judge: NEEDED

As for the hunting process, we're claiming it's not necessary since Pennywise is still standing next to the Stormtroopers it killed. Pennywise basically already accepted anyway.

I should have an intro post and new thread up some time tonight.

Sand scurried along slowly eroding all in its path, blown adrift by the howling, sweltering winds. Amongst the sandstorm stood a solitary figure clad in a black dress, their knees slowly claimed by the ever building sand. It was uncertain how long the figure had stood there, staring upon the dunes that extended beyond what eyes could perceive. Of course, given the black blizzard howling all around them, vision was limited regardless.

“Analysis: Sand is covering unit 2B. Proposal: Unit 2B should move.”

There was no reaction from the figure. It was clear from how the dress of the figure - assumably a female given the dress - was dirtied with the sand and the various crevasses and creeks housing small piles of dust, that she had stood there for a while now. The sandspout roared and the dirt levels slowly accumulated, burying more of the figure into the dune.

“Analysis: Sand is covering unit 2B. Proposal: unit 2B should move.”

Beside the figure’s head hovered a small box ornamented with small protrusions armed with claws. It was hardly an impressive sight, yet somehow it remained in flight and completely stable in resistance of the gales and invasive dust. Its voice was the epitome of machine language, void of emotion and tone, simply stating its line over and over, as it continued to float.

“Analysis: Sand is covering unit 2B. Proposal: unit 2B should move.”

The howling winds and sandstorms were no longer, much akin to the fact that the figure was buried by her waist by this time. Still she remained lifeless, nothing signifying that the girl whom was now half-buried by the unforgiving grime had once been a living entity.

“Analysis: Sand is covering unit 2B. Proposal: unit 2B should evacuate immediately.”

The Pod, known as Pod 042 continued its insistent monotony of proposals and analyses, never ceasing to advice its apparent owner, regardless how lifeless she seemed.

“Analysis: Unit 2B has been inactive for 289 day and night cycles. Proposal: Unit 2B should evacuate.”

Deaf to its cries, the pod’s owner remained dormant. Even if the sand continued to creep higher, devouring her along with it. Her pose still holding her sword raised high, as if she had been about to attack as her body had frozen.

“Analysis: Uni…. B …. nin---” the pod’s doctrine buried beneath the suddenly howling winds.

And so, the Android continued to stand.

Hey guys! it's admit that you aren't going to finish this project and even if you did it's outdated Throwback Time!





The original plan was a Marvel-style "sea of characters" going in descending OM amounts. I got surprisingly far in retrospect, but then winter break ended and I ran out of time to keep at it (I also think the excessive layers were making my free software complain too but I don't remember)

Enjoy my attempts at topical refrences from December 2016 and mediocre art everybody!

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http://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php?...#pid127471  Posted on wrong account.

Helluva fight you three, honestly didn’t expect anyone besides Paleblood to give me a decent challenge. So good job, especially you girly, and I sincerely mean that. There ain’t too many primes in this world that I can honestly say I respect, but you three chucklefucks gave me a run for my money.

Now, with all of the ass-kissing out of the way, I figure I’d offer a friendly warning. Just cause you beat me doesn’t mean I’m going to leave you alone. I’m kind of a masochist that way, I want more. Don’t worry it won’t be anytime soon, but sometime in the future I’ll be coming for your respective heads. So please do whatever you think will help you prepare. Train, get stronger, recruit allies -- do whatever it is that’s going to make you a greater challenge, because I’ll be sorely disappointed if our next tea party ends prematurely because you can’t keep up.

This doesn’t have to be a bad thing. Think of it as an exam so you don’t end up soft like so many others in this wonderful world.

Much love,
Kuzuru

Sunny has been here in the Nexus for about... Fifteen minutes now. Confusion and wonder swept across their mind. Omniverse, huh? What a place! Well, from what they have seen so far, this whole empty white void seems to be all there is. But they can see some things in the distance... How far away are they? Surely Sunny can just use a shortcut to get over there. So they looked... Focused...

Nothing. Welp. Guess walking is gonna have to do. Darn.

The fusion just kinda stood there now, humming a tune and tapping their foot. They walked in a circle and looked around, hoping that someone can come along and possibly give them the rundown. This isn't their timeline. This isn't their world. And without them to keep Chara in check, the previous one is gonna be destroyed for sure. There goes the deal. Oh well. Once fused, always fused. Can't do anything now except to wing it and see what happens.

After he had fallen asleep on his journey, and began to dream, Warren was having anything but a pleasant dream. The dream he was currently in involving an event that he hadn't experienced. In this case, a mob of  Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xXs were pounding Warren. 

"Hecate-Sama!"  Several of them were punching him in the ribs, or kicking him in the gonads in the dream. Of course this was symbolism of how his efforts outside of the Astral verse had dashed Warren's dreams like a piece of pottery. Some of the even poured lemon juice in his eyes, or broke his legs. 

"Is."  One of them tied up Warren, to a railroad track that appeared. 

"Ours," stated another, who was in the caboose of a train that had just materialized in the dream. 

The dream was one that was making Warren panicked. This couldn't be real, and yet he was feeling it. Warren tried to slap himself, but could not because of his broken arms, and being tied down. Really this could not be real. 

If this was real, he was doomed.