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*Eventually, the voice directs you to surface, and you emerge in the midst of what looks like a lot of public housing. It's all very dilapidated, erected from prefab panels and cheap concrete; it's a far cry from the sleek city of tomorrow just a few minutes' walk north. The people here... well, almost no one's here right now, but the few who are wear notably less trendy clothing, and seem even less willing to talk. There's no sign of police, however; you can see their shuttles still swarming around where you were last seen, but they don't seem to have clocked that you left quite yet.*

*You get what you're searching for, in the form of a disheveled old man sitting propped up against a wall. He's very clearly homeless; his clothes are ratty and torn, his skin dirty and leathery. He's coughing up a lung; whenever it seems like he'll recover long enough to take a breath, he descends into another bout of coughing. Bloody spittle collects on his chin. He's not long for this world.*


Ah, perfect.
*Approaches the man and kneels down*
Hello there, sir. You were just the one I was looking for.
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- Head south, about half a mile. You'll get towards the southern fringe; it still gets fallout from Washington DC now and then, so it's a bit of a shithole. It's not radioactive enough to kill you, but, uh, wouldn't wanna live there for years on end.

*At some point along the journey south, you do actually find one of those caches marked with the symbol. It's been ransacked, and anything of value has been taken, but there's a pair of jeans, an old jacket, and a faded, threadbare T-shirt with the logo of some band's 2196 tour on it. It'll probably fit in where you're going.*

- What do you need injured people for?


Just a little bit of insurance for our upcoming trip. Nothing high-profile, I assure you.
*Changes into the clothes, my arm miraculously and visibly healed when I put on the t shirt, and I start south*
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- I don't know. I don't think anybody but the guy you talked to would've had the chance, but you definitely need to change clothes. Insurrectionists like to keep caches down here; see if you find a symbol on the walls, something like an eye with an X over it. It might have something to change into. Second on the left, by the way.


Strange question, but do you happen to know if there's any kind of a slum nearby? Somewhere with injured people.
*Skips the first corridor and turns left at the second, looking for distinctive marks across the sewers*
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UNKNOWN: I saw. You could've just said you were new and left it at that. You definitely didn't have to show them your arm.

*She sighs.*

UNKNOWN: I'm the person who's supposed to pick you up at the spaceport, but I don't know how the hell we're going to do that now. I'm going to direct you out of these sewers, and then we're going to figure out what on God's green Earth you're going to do next, because plan A's gonna go out the window if they get a bead on you in another district. Take the next right, by the way.


I'm unfamiliar with your customs, my apologies.
*Takes a right*
But lucky for us, I happen to be in perfect health. Did they capture an image of my face, by chance?
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My plan was that, like the Sol Cooperative and DARPA team, the Varroi would be hunting Lucy across the multiverse themselves using their own transdimensional travel methods. The Sol Cooperative uses a modified warp drive, DARPA a prototype wormhole generator, and the Varroi an airship modified with void-protection magic, similar to the Spelljammers from D&D.


I can't say I'm familiar, but a technoboost qualifies as far as I'm concerned.
Basically Focus Mode is about the only major ability he has besides his Gladius (Roman short sword) and shield.


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I was actually going to do it anyways as part of a plot involving another one of my characters, Mr. Lucy. The Varroi was to be part of the group that's currently trying to hunt Lucy down, so that could loop you in if they meet (and you want to be looped in, ofc)


I'm fine with that for these purposes. I'd probably suggest them picking up something that can sustain themselves long-term in the multiverse if they're going to branch out to Existence proper after that point.
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*The voice that comes out is high, clearly feminine, and very, very angry.*

UNKNOWN: You're on the news; they're deploying CRS Counter-Terror to South Union, something about an active bioweapon in city limits. Vector, what the fuck did you do?


I said hello to a couple of officers. Frankly, I think they overreacted.
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*The officers scatter in search of the blast, giving you just enough time to slip into the storm drain without anyone noticing. However, you're then confronted with a different problem: you have no idea what the sewer system's layout is and how to get out of this district. It's possible that you could find a map down here, but time is of the essence; it's likely the Central Response Service will begin blocking off the sewers soon to prevent you from leaving the district.*

*Suddenly, something starts buzzing in your pocket. It's a flip phone, one you didn't have on your person before. Someone's calling you.*


Oh? How fascinating.
*Flips open the phone as I walk through one of the corridors at random*
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1. The Broken Oath Gate (Most Canon-Respectful)

Rome already toys with the supernatural: Nemesis, souls, cursed blood, gods who interfere but never explain themselves.

How it happens

After the fall of Nero and the collapse of Rome’s divine favor, Nemesis’ domain fractures.

Marius dies again—but this time, there is no proper judgment.

Instead of returning to the Underworld or the mortal world, he is cast out of the Roman cosmology entirely.

Result

He awakens in another world, armor intact, sword real, but Rome silent.

No gods answering him.

No prophecy.

Just a soldier displaced.

Why it works in RP

He doesn’t know multiverse rules.

He assumes this is exile or punishment.

His goal becomes service, order, and survival, not conquest.


Okay, I'm fine with that idea. What sort of abilities would he retain? I don't assume he'd just be an "above average strong guy"?
@darkred

Do you have any backstory on how they became interdimensional or the ways you see him participating in a multiverse RP?
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