So, this is a thing. I'm doing this. Not just yet, but soon.

I just wanted to let it out in the open that I do intend to hunt down my Artefact and battle for it. It's not personal, it's just business, let's have a lot of fun writing our stories!

Edit: Also, on the off chance you don't want to fight, but would rather just give it to me, (I doubt it) I am making a dataverse post that will allow you to do just that and even get a reward for it! Again, I doubt it, but I wanted to view every option as to make this process easier. Look forward to it!

After long consideration I have decided that Desco had a good run but I am no longer interested in continuing her Storyline.

I would like to retire Desco and take her OM and transfer it to Schwi as if I had just character changed to Schwi.

Earned OM: 29555.38 - 5000 = 24555.38 / 2 = 12277. + 5000 = 17277

Would this be permissable?

Character Name: The Revanchist, Revan 

Character Source: Star Wars Knights of The Old Republic

Character History: (As canon as I can get it, taking him from his second confrontation with the Sith Emperor Vitiate but of course a very, very brief history.)  Born in the Outer Rim at around 3994 BBY the man that would later come to be called Revan was found at an early age by the Jedi Order. For a time he was apprenticed by the Jedi master Kreia. As a Padawan and even Jedi he had an ever-growing hunger for knowledge and learned from several masters besides Kreia, which included Zhar Lestin, Dorak, and Arren Kae. Between the masters he trained by, he said to be a promising Jedi and a champion among the order. Later, along the side with his close friend Alek, they would become key vocalists on criticizing the order on their lack of action towards the Mandalorian Wars. In defiance of the Jedi Order, he took the name Revan and lead a group of Jedi that would follow him into battle with the Mandalorian Neo Crusaders. Revan and these Jedi would later be known as the Revanchists and Jedi Crusaders. Taking command of most of the Republic's military forces Revan lead the Jedi and the Republic army through countless victories. Revan and his friend Alek who would change his name to Malak would continue winning battles for the Republic until the war changed them into doing more of moral sacrificing tactics and from there, their fall to the Dark Side began. At the end of the war, Revan defeated the Mandalorians at the planet Malachor V. There he used the superweapon known as the mass shadow generator to destroy the Mandalorian fleet. Near at the same time, Revan defeated the leader of the Mandalorians Mandalore The Ultimate in single combat, thus ending the Mandalorian Wars. From there Revan and Malak went off to unknown space to face a more terrible evil. Returning back to the Republic Revan and Malak returned as full-fledged Sith Lords and planned to conquer the Republic. In a final attempt to stop Revan and Malak, the Jedi order sent a Jedi strike team led by Bastila Shan to capture Revan. In combat with the strike team Malak’s hunger for conquest to over, ordering his ship fire upon Revan’s. The sudden attack left Revan conscience allowing Bastila to take him back to the Jedi Council. From there the council held Revan on trial before erasing his mind and programming a new one. To the council’s luck, Revan fell back to the Light Side and eventually rediscovered who he was. Revan defeated his former friend and apprentice Malak in combat thus saving the Republic and ending the Jedi Civil War. Some years later Revan’s fractured mind began to plague him with visions of the evil he had previously sent to defeat in the unknown regions of space. From there Omni took him.  

Character Appearance:
    

Stats: 

ATK: 2

DEF: 2

SPD: 3
TEC: 3 + 1, 1000 OM

(I'm purchasing a stat boost if that's alright.)         

Starting Proficiencies: Physical Proficiency 1000 OM, Ranged Proficiency 1000 OM, Remote Control Proficiency 600 OM, Homing Proficiency 600 OM






Powers: Telekinesis Basic 400 OM      



Moves: 



Revan’s Lightsaber 300 OM- Not as clumsy as a blaster and built for a more civilized age. The lightsaber to the Jedi is a symbol that they are in the order and a champion of the light. It is not purely a weapon but a tool as well. Revan’s was built in the Jedi Enclave on Dantooine as his return to the Light side of the Force. With an intricate hilt design such as a copper tent to the front end of the hilt, lines run down the hilt stopping in the middle, and at the end of the hilt a small spherical knob. Inside the hilt lies a green Force-sensitive crystal. This crystal gives the blades green coloring. The blade stands at four foot six inches. It only takes Revan a second to draw and activate the saber. The blade deals mid to light damage while in combat, Revan’s lightsaber can also be used with his force powers though it would take more concentration in the force to do so.            



Blaster Pistol 300 OM- Due to the age Revan lived in it was sometimes required to hide the nature of being a Jedi. Especially during the Jedi Civil War where Jedi and Dark Jedi were hunted alike. This standard blaster pistol has is solid black and would be used frequently with smugglers. The blaster pistols range can reach up to 50 meters and depend on how close the target is the pistol will normally do mild damage. Located on Revan’s belt t only takes a second to draw the pistol and fire. Taking up to at least 100 shots Revan would need to reload which unless being directly attacked should take 5 seconds. 



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Koal brought me to this site back in 2015

Dane suggested i post this here instead of the move workshop. So here we go.

Making pokemon trainer work within Omniverse.

I was thinking the following would be a nice way of being able to become a pokemon trainer without having to use assist. Let me know what you guys think.

Whenever Trainer x summons a Pokémon from its Poke ball he transfers his prime powers to the summoned companion by holding on to said poke ball. The Pokémon will have access to Trainer x moves and proficiencies. This makes it possible for the Pokémon to attack, Trainer x however cannot perform any attacks, all of his prime energy is being transferred through the Poke ball to his currently chosen Pokémon. Even though he can still move out of the way and dodge, he is unable to take actions himself, fighting with his Pokémon requires too much concentration from him. He controls them by communicating with them, as long as the Pokémon can hear him, he can give commands. If for any reason Trainer x loses the poke ball from his hand the Pokémon becomes passive and returns to Trainer x like an ingame pet, he can still communicate with them, they just do not posses any power to do anything.

thoughts ?

Shantotto stepped through the gateway, arriving in an entirely different place, no tunnel, no sense of travel, just stepping through a doorway from one room to another. The temperature change was the only thing that made her feel like there was a change. The glare of the sun high in the sky casted short shadows from the trees in the distance upon the plains around the gate. A worn dirt path severed the tall grasses, splitting them like a canyon.

People trotting along the pathway with wagons and large animals was a sight that reminded Shantotto of Windhurst. Her little tarutaru heart yearned for home thinking of how little time she had spent back among the tarutaru of Windhurst. The feeling abated quickly as the short woman began waddling along the dirt path.

The wind was blowing at just a light breeze, still it was enough to blow the pigtails of her hair around, the distinct scent of the woods filled her little nose, she pulled the journal from her pocket as she waddled along making a small note here and there, she only glanced up once every few words and found herself drifting off the beaten path more than once, small drawings filled her book quickly as she quickly sketched every little animal or insect she came across. The plant life was very familiar to that of Vanadiel, and so was the wild life. Still in her short time in the Omniverse she had already seen mechanical constructs as well as overbearing clowns and even a little goth loli girl.

Still for one such as herself, her physical attributes were somewhat lacking, and something of such a long journey they were simply not adequate. She knew she needed something to get her from one location to another quickly. Something like the giant bird known universally as the chocobo.

The thinking seemed to take longer than Shantotto had realized as she looked up from the journal and slid it into the pocket once more after reducing the leather bound book in size. She was no longer in the plains and instead was now walking in the midst of the trees. The moist air smelt of moss and fungi, some of the capped mushrooms we're nearly as tall as she was.

The path she now walked upon was now less traveled, in fact it was one that looked rarely traveled. The pathway was full of moss and stone, the walking was getting tiring, Shantotto was not nearly as young as she used to be, even if her body was seemingly no older than that of a young adult tarutaru. Still her mind felt the fatigue, the day so far had proven to be one that had been full of surprises.

Grabbing the orb of omnilium Shantotto focused once more this time focusing her thoughts on a simple hammock, to hang between a pair of trees. Slowly the makeshift bed took shape. The woven linen fabric finished being constructed, resting in a heap on the moist dirt.

Shantotto picked up the thick fabric and rope, and made a quick knot, slipping it around the thick trunk of a sturdy oak tree. Waddling to the second tree she did the same thing, tightening the ropes to make the hammock go tight.

Looking up at the hammock Shantotto decided to climb the trunk of one of the trees. And using the rope to get into the hammock. It was not as comfortable as a best and nowhere near as comfortable as the bed she had in the name academy in Windhurst.

With the sun setting she could hear the sounds of predatory animals beginning their nighttime prowl. Such things were trivial for a mage of Shantotto’s caliber however there was no reason for her to waste even a sliver of her power to quell something she could just avoid out right.

Name: Taloc Sa'Koro

Spent OM: 7200

Consumed OM (0):

Proficiencies (3000): Physical Strength (1000), Ranged Proficiency (1000), Debuff Proficiency (1000)

Powers (3200/8000): Burst Movement (800), Master Acrobat (400), Foresight (1500), Advanced Super Jump (500)

Moves (900): Ire and Woe (900)

Super Moves (0):

Transformations (0):

Assists (0):

Items (0):

Artefacts: None

Bases (0):

Unlocks (0):

Base stats:
ATK: 2
DEF: 1
SPD: 3
TEC: 4

Hi guys!!!!!!!! Miss ALL OF YOU. Hella busy with work and school but I received some money so I'll have one extra day of work off a week which means maybe I'll have more time to post and visit here!!!!!

Recently my boyfriend bought overwatch for PC and we've been playing together (ish/ taking turns bc my laptop is Mac) but he might also get it for PS4 so if anyone wants to play with a noob healer and catch up lemme know!

Send me a message on Skype so we can catch up ! I MISS YOU ALL AND WANNA BE FRIENDS AND STUFF AND AM KINDA NERVOUS THAT IF I MESSAGE FIRST IT WILL BE UNWELCOME.

Also ever since my parents divorced I've realized I've had a rough time dealing with it and it was around the time I had to start working full time and became isolated and stopped writing and staying in contact with the OV- which has been my outlet and a very influential community for me- which I now realize has not been healthy for me to cut out and exclude myself from because it kind of perpetuated my "oh this is bad" to "shit why am I crying every day" and I don't want to feel like I lost my friends and stuff bc I love you guys and have just been treading water and struggling to stay afloat. Luckily financially I'm better off than last year and I got some better roomies- MOM MOVED TO TOWN WHICH MEANS GIRLTIME ALL THE TIME (she's good to live with and we cook together and rent is literally 70% more cheap for me and I no longer need to drive to work) so life is doing a bit better in the family department and stuff.

ANYWAY LOVE YOU!!! :pink:

It had been an uneventful several months for the almighty Lord Zedd. Shortly after his return from the ill-fated endeavor that had been Dante’s Abyss, he’d returned to his typical service. With his previous history of inciting mass chaos on the entire seventh tier, despite its irrelevance, as well as stirring up the tier four and five gangs by attacking a prominent gang member, he’d been given simpler assignments on the higher tiers since his return to Coruscant. It hadn’t curbed his ruthlessness any, and only made him more stir crazy. Simple missions had been carried forward with extreme and unnecessary prejudice, at least in the eyes of his superiors. Zedd was infuriated to be essentially working a beat, yet his definite skill clearly remained from a life before he conquered the known universe. Before he ended up here.

With his patience already past his limit, he stormed into one of the many Imperial buildings on the first tier. He hadn’t been in this one for some time, as he’d been bounced around between other subordinates that tried to tame his fury with various degrees of failure. Finally, after months of slaughtering his way through Coruscant’s minor infractions, he was back in the office of Captain Desh, the man who had originally set him up within the Empire. As he marched in, he saw a dark haired man in a pressed suit standing beside the desk the Stormtrooper captain sat comfortably at. It was of no immediate concern.

“What is it you want, you insufferable obstacle to my ascension?” Zedd demanded of the captain as he entered the office.

“Been awhile, Zedd,” Desh calmly commented, never looking up from his paperwork as usual.

“Lord Zedd,” the prime remained firm on how he was to be addressed, despite it never panning out. “Have you finally given up on letting your fledgling leaders try to contain my raw power?”

“Actually, its out of my hands now,” Desh casually said, then pointed at the other man with his pen. “He’s your direct and only supervisor from here on.”

Zedd’s head abruptly turned towards the man who dared to attempt to rule over him. Even while devoid of facial expressions, his reaction was easy to read.

“Identify yourself, immediately,” Zedd ordered the mysterious individual before him.

“I am Agent Tate Schell,” the man replied with a light chuckle. “Come, let us talk away from here.”

“Please do,” Desh bluntly requested.

Zedd shot one final, fleeting look of unnoticed contempt towards the man that set him on this path through the Imperial hierarchy, before turning and following the Imperial agent from the office.

“Desh’s indifference was a constant chore for me to navigate,” Zedd remarked as they made their way down the hallway. “Tell me, Schell, what obstinate quality do you possess?”

“You are the second unique prime I’ve had to deal with,” Schell explained. “You and the one before you never quite fell into Imperial structure or command very well. That, and you both participated in Dante’s Abyss. I would still be dealing with the other, had he not abandoned the Empire as a whole and foolishly made himself a wanted man.”

“I understand,” Zedd nodded as they walked. “You’re boring.”

“Consider me your new leash, Zedd,” Tate sharply stated, feeling compelled to get to the point.

“Lord Zedd.”

“You’re removed from the street level work, but you’ll respond to me directly from here on out,” Tate continued, unimpeded by Zedd’s interruption. “Because of their experience with you and the fact you haven’t run them off like anyone else you’ve been grouped with in the past months, your four stormtroopers will fall under my command as well when they return from the Vasty Deep.”

“You are not beginning on a strong footing with me,” Zedd snarled through his visor as they walked.

“Now, now,” the Imperial agent chuckled. “I hear they’re doing quite well over there. Lots of hands on experience. They may even get into the specialty schools they requested.”

“We are drifting dangerously close to idle conversation. I recommend you correct this course,” Zedd snapped abruptly.

Tate stopped his stride, and Zedd only took one further step before halting as well. The prime turned to face the new Imperial in his life with growing animosity. It didn’t take much.

“Your first mission will have no room for failure. Is that understood?” Tate snapped.

“I have yet to fail,” Zedd sharply replied.

“Very well,” Tate calmed himself a bit before continuing, allowing his cocky demeanor to take over once more. “Your first mission will be to recover a stolen car.”

A silence fell between them as Zedd was at last without an immediate quip. Instead, complete disbelief washed over him. He thought he was above such menial tasks by now.

“Surely you jest,” Zedd broke the silence with scathing judgment. “You would have me deal with something so trivial to start our new relationship? I though I had advanced beyond Desh and his petty tasks.”

“The car is important to the high ranking scientist that owns it,” Tate explained. “The contents are important to the Empire as a whole. Is that understood?”

After another beat of silence, Zedd allowed himself to slip into maniacal laughter. Of course, whatever was contained in the car may be important, but this grunt didn’t know what it was, exactly.  To think he’d been fooled about this man’s level of authority by his slick tongue. He really was succumbing to the Imperial system.

“Yes, of course,” Zedd cackled as he walked away. “Just point me in the appropriate direction.”

As Agent Schell pulled out his datapad, he glared at Zedd with contempt. After his previous failure to contain a rogue prime he was being closely watched. Zedd was a testing ground for him, and he wouldn’t let this prime’s ego get in his way. He showed Zedd all the information he had on the car’s location, but continued to glance hatefully at the skinless prime. Only Tate understood it, but both men saw each other the same way: as just another to reach the top of the ladder.

Tate was simply ahead of the curve.

With their redeployment to the Sulaco, Hammer Squad had been given the best of the best equipment to choose from. The 13th Stormtrooper legion was stationed out of the docked Venator spacecraft on Tier 1 and had taken in some of the underlying Trooper squads in the area. One of them had been Hammer. Assigned personal living space along with their own area of the giant hangar, team members of Hammer Squad were living the good life. That is until the coffee machine broke in the break room on their floor.

“Who in their right mind let Fuse fix the coffee maker?” Sarge said from behind his morning paper. “We need finely roasted beans not finely roasted soldier.” He adjusted his feet, which were propped up on a nearby table.

“Very funny, Sarge.” Fuse said as sparks sprayed from the back panel of the disassembled coffee machine. “I meant to do that.”

Fuse furrowed his brow as he rooted around the internals of the brewer for which the motor had stopped working.

“Just have Scrubsey put in the paperwork for a new one man. Don’t blow us up.” Rooster said as he entered their break room having gone to another section to use their coffee maker.

“Where’s the fun in that?” As the words left Fuse’s mouth a unified groan came from his fellow team mates.

“Hahaha! Got it!” The orange armored clone trooper announced as he twisted together two wires.

As Fuse plugged in the power to the coffee maker the water pump that he had fixed immediately threw sparks and ejected a stream of flame onto his right arm, setting the armor ablaze. This made Rampage clap his hands and laugh with amusement as Fuse stood up, staring at his blazing arm. It was like he was unsure of how to proceed. From behind him Dan had grabbed the fire extinguisher off the wall. Raising the metal device above his head he conked Fused with it before spraying him down with the frozen carbon dioxide.

“Really? We’ve been here a week.” He muttered.

From the corner their assigned medic turned the page on whatever book he was reading and grunted.

“I’m supposed to be on leave, Fuse.” Grumps said, putting down his reading material and grabbing the kitchen first aid kit from the wall.

Character Name: Simon the Digger

Character Source: Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann

Character History: [spoiler]The events of the anime, up until Simon and Team Dai-Gurren are trapped within the Dimensional Labyrinth. He is pulled into the Omniverse before he can escape.[/spoiler]
Day in, day out, for almost all of his life, Simon dug holes. With his trusty hand drill, he'd dig out any passage, expanding the horizons for what little family he had. And there was no family he trusted more than his adoptive big brother, Kamina.

Life was tough, however. Their home, the mere Giha village, lay underground and oppressed by the terrifying and powerful Beastmen. They dominated the world above, living in luxury and keeping the humans in poverty.

But like any aspiring big brother, Kamina did not let himself be satisfied with that. With some encouragement to Simon, the two of them made a break from Giha in pursuit of the Capital City. There, they made a living as thieves; they used Simon's drill to burrow under banks and stores, robbing them blind in the dead of night. Though Kamina and Simon still ultimately lived underground, their ill-gotten gains allowed them a taste of the high life, eating extravagant feasts and wearing luxurious clothes.

Unfortunately, they did not live this life cautiously enough to savor it. Eventually, the authorities managed to catch up to the pair, sending them on the run to the outskirts of town before finally being cornered.

And when Simon thought it would end there - when he clutched for some lost possession at his chest - he was catapulted somewhere else entirely.

Physical Description:
[spoiler][/spoiler]

Stats:
ATK: 1
DEF: 2
SPD: 3
TEC: 4

Starting OM: 31700 - 5000 /2 = 13350

Starting Proficiencies (3600): Physical Strength (1000), Ranged (1000), Area Attack (600), Area Defense (400), Homing (600)

Starting Powers (7300): Burst Movement (800), Super Jumping [Adv.] (500), Integration (1000), Fusion [Basic] (1000), Symbiosis (1000), Survival (2000), Life Burn [Basic] (1000)

Starting Moves (300):
Crank Drill - 300 OM (Requires Physical Strength)
Simon's trusty tool for digging holes and tunnels. The drill itself is of a conical design, about as long as his forearm and twice as thick around at the base. It comes with a crank at the base for turning the drill manually.

Simon can use this tool to bore through most earthly materials, for as long as he can keep a steady pace. Generally, it takes him about one minute to drill 3 meters into a surface, through this may take more or less time depending on the surface in question. Dirt, clay, and gravel are the easiest and offer little resistance, while solid rock or unrefined metal may require a lot more effort to punch through. Energy-based barriers/shielding cannot be drilled through. The holes and tunnels created by this drill are large enough for Simon or any other slim-bodied human to fit through without too much struggle.

This particular drill doesn't have any sort of direct combat application. Nevertheless, the drill itself is quite resistant, and difficult to ruin just by using it- the tool would have to be deliberately broken by an attack to prevent use. If this drill is lost or broken, it must be re-summoned (taking three minutes to do so).

Total Spent OM: 11200

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Where did you find us? I've been here.


As part of this re-application, could I request a name change to "Simon"? Please and thank you.