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Current That isekai idea works until you take into account the advanced part and include things like AI, brain machine interfaces, etc. Knowledge can just be downloaded.
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5 yrs ago
Some day's I regret setting foot in this site.
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5 yrs ago
What do you mean by added? Like to a PM or something?
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5 yrs ago
What the pog doin?
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5 yrs ago
Unless you love kids a little too much, then a prison sentence is what can be done about it.
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Ah, things are developing. Hopefully weapons are not fired by other ships :) Anyway, I'll see about getting a post up soon. If not tonight, then tomorrow.
~ALASTOR~




A hospital? Doctor? Hmm. If his memory served, such words were used by humans in relation to healing and rest. And a quick glance down at the cast on his arm, in addition to the doctors words, only helped to confirm this notion. Shifting his gaze back to the doctor, Alastor swallowed a bit from the pain that began to creep through his physical form, and began to formulate a way of answering the man's questions without revealing his true nature. While he knew humanity was intelligent to a certain degree, he had heard more than enough stories about their fear of his people when they had sent observers to this realm to know that, that was a bad idea.

So he decided to make something up instead.

"I'm not entirely sure where I fell from, the impact seemed to have... addled my senses, so I can't say for sure myself." He said, feigning ignorance and uncertainty over the situation. "As for my name... you may call me Alastor. And residence... well, I'm afraid I don't exactly have one at the moment. I'm kind of a... how do you say... a drifter. Don't usually stay in one place for too long." He said, smiling slightly. Hopefully this was enough to appease the man. He didn't want to be stuck here any longer than was absolutely necessary. Working on ways of getting back to Chaazim was of the utmost importance, and he couldn't do any of that by laying here in this bed and answering questions.
@Blackstripe

Alright, here's my CS. History is a bit short though.

@Blackstripe
I know this may seem odd, but can I just flesh out my character's history IC through dialogue and the like? I feel like it would not only be more natural that way, but also help add to the overall creepiness factor of the character if no one knows how he became the way he is now. That and I kind of planned for this to be the start of his power stealing spree, not the middle or end of it.
So this character history is kicking my ass, but I'll try to get it up before the day ends.
I'll begin work on my characters history tomorrow. Only thing I have left to finish.
@Blackstripe
Hate to bother you again, but will there be a timeline of recent events or at least a brief summary in the official RP? I'm just wondering because I'd like my characters history to fit as smoothly as possible into the pre-existing lore.
@Blackstripe

Here's a work in progress CS for your consideration.

EDIT: Also, if I may, might I suggest this as a possible theme for the roleplay itself? youtube.com/watch?v=l67HcrhyCFE




@Sep, @Flamelord, @Assallya, @mattmanganon, @thedman, @CaptainBritton, @Mataus

Valtrix whirled round towards the bridges communication console as a hail was broadcast. One in which the person on the other end was asking about Atlantis. Could that be the city ship? And if it was, were these people sent here to bring him back? Had the Council finally caught wind of his desertion and sent a fleet to capture him? Valtrix turned his gaze back to the viewport and gazed out at the varying shapes floating in the void around him, cutting off that line of thought. If it was the Council's doing, they wouldn't have made a hail like that. No, they would have aimed their guns at him and demanded his immediate surrender. Clearly this was not their doing, and now that he was examining the ships more carefully than before, Ornus realized that they did not bear the standard design of his peoples warships. So these were different groups of people then, most likely from different civilizations and, from the looks of things, all in the same situation he himself was.

Valtrix stepped away from the window and paced about for a bit, his mind racing in a hundred directions at once as he went over everything he had just been through. From the looks of things, it seemed as though he had been transported to another star system, or a new galaxy entirely seeing as how he couldn't recognize any of the local constellations. And it seemed as though the other craft had been brought here in much the same way his was. Which meant that they were most likely strangers here as well. Ornus halted mid stride and walked back to the comms console. There was only one way to find out who these people were and how they had gotten here. Assuming it wasn't all an intentional act to begin with that is. Pressing a couple of crystals on the surface of the console, Valtrix braced himself against the metallic edge of the device and leaned over slightly. Taking a deep breath, he began a broadcast to all ships in the surrounding space.

"This is Valtrix Ornus, captain of the Renatus speaking. I ask that you state your identities, intentions, and worlds of origin." He said, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow. The abilities of these craft were completely unknown to him. For all he knew, they could be capable of tearing through stars or worse. Taking a moment to compose himself, he continued. "I also ask that you refrain from firing upon each other or myself. While I'd like to settle this peacefully, I will not hesitate to unleash the full might of this vessel upon you should things get out of hand." With that said, Valtrix stepped away from the console and strode back over to the ships control chair. Leaning back, he took control of the Renatus's pulse turrets and trained them on each of the ships around him so they knew he intended to keep his word.

Letting out a small sigh, he waited to see what happened next.
I'll work on getting a CS up today, tomorrow at the latest.

EDIT: Might make some changes to the structure as the character is a serial killer and not really a supervillain. Least not in his own eyes.
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