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The Crucible - Winner Take All

@Lugubrious
Edited again.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

@Lugubrious
Did a bit of tweaking on the original CS. Feel free to review.

The War of the Three

Bonesword

~Hyperion Outskirts~

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Bonesword was surprised when he heard a knock at the door of his hovel, and was even more surprised when he saw who it was. He didn't expect to see Ni-Mu around the outskirts of Hyperion, especially considering that she was... well... he expected her to be one of the more protected soldiers of the Machina Army. Why was she out here in the middle of nowhere? He hoped it wasn't because of Charlie being a thing that he had, as that kind of posed a threat to Eos' existence and reign. Why wouldn't it? It was a giant snake made from the very material that Bonesword could control, and since Bonesword was a demon, it wouldn't go without being watched.

The skeleton had hushed Charlie before opening the door to the hovel, standing directly in front of Ni-Mu. In the hovel, Charlie was staring at the metal soldier all the while the two talked. "Hello... What're you doing here...?"

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Abigail, the Restless

~Celestia~

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The spectre froze up from the presence of Ciel, and hastily turned around to face her. This was an unexpected situation, and it spooked Abigail. Heh, spooking a ghost. That's kind of ironic. "O-oh sorry. I didn't mean to be a bother to the festival that was going on. It's just that... well... I don't know exactly." Abigail was timidly speaking about all of this, and had floated over to Ciel while she spoke. "I don't really think that I want to talk about what's disturbing me, but I'll come to the festival if it makes you feel better." The spectre had a smile on her face as she spoke to the Stargazer in her cottage. She didn't want to upset her or anything, but she didn't really want to have to pour out all the details of her life to this woman who she just met. Maybe the festival would relieve some of this tension anyway.

@KoL

The Crucible - Winner Take All

*character has been moved to the char tab*

Pop. I did this thing.

EDIT: I did another thing.

Busting Out of this Fresh Hell

The whole situation that was going on in the RV had drawn to a halt when the RV started to slow down gradually, with Weave taking the vehicle to the side of the road the crew was driving on before turning off the car. She was confused with the RV's performance, and didn't know why it wasn't working on this road. She did get an idea though when the rest of the crew's technology began to fritz and then stop working. All dataslabs were just hunks of solid metal, Toby's arm was no more than a large knife that couldn't change, and everything else was... dead.

"The fuck...? Yo, is someone doing this back there? Not funny!" Weave cried out to the group. She had expected one of the few members of this crew to have done the deed of shorting-out all the technology in the RV. Jen had stayed calm about it though, probably considering that she didn't care much for the power of technology. "It is not me, I know that for certain. Maybe the light knows?"

With the mention of the Light, Jen had raised her arm into the air and held her palm skyward, speaking towards the ball of light that had been floating over it. "O Light. What is the cause of this complication?" What would come from the Light was delivered in the form of a riddle, involving heavy amounts of wordplay. "What lies beyond the land of east, but is far more than the very least. A shocking spirit lies ahead, making electrical power dead."

"What the fuck does that shit mean... and how the fuck do you do that J?" Betty seemed to be mystified by the Light's presence, but that may just be the alcohol talking. Either way the riddle was lain in front of them, and nobody seemed to know the answer.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

*rubs his hands gladly*

The Bonesword will be participating for sure, under a different guise however...

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

Tibulus raised the shields of the ship with haste while staring towards the rig. He had used his root and left hand to do these two things, and his other hand was busy fumbling around on a console to his side. If anyone was to notice what he was doing, it would be that he was trying to figure out the controls to one of the free guns on the ship, possibly to return some fire to rig because he felt kind of unused at the moment. Sure he was intent on dodging all the fire that would quickly be coming at the ship.

The ship flew behind the planet cracker with respectable agility as the free hand found control of one of the guns, aiming it towards the imminent explosion. "In position."

The Crucible - a 'multiversal' tournament with your soul on the line

Sign me up. This banana has a skeleton character that may be a good swordsman in this.

Interest.

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

Ursaren couldn't help but lose his jolly facade as he wandered into the ruined village. There were dead lining the streets, blood strewn everywhere, and children decapitated, their heads in one place while their body was in another, barreled over into a pile of slumping silence. Never had the old man seen this before, and never had he felt so... so off-put by the stench of the deceased.

The eyes of the old man wandered the various streets of the village, stopping when he saw the slow and steady motion of a canine breathing. As Alice had been under the spell of dizziness, Ursaren quickly limped to the canine, and sadly found it lying in a pool of it's own blood, it's organs spilled out into a pile beside it. The sight made the old man lurch with disgust, but he regained a sense of composure as he tried to bring his hands over the dying dog in order to try and keep it from passing to the other side. Alas, the dog was surrounded by a golden glow of light, but it remained the complete same. The damage was irreversible at this point, and the dog was suffering so much. With a heavy sigh, the old man that tried to save it stood up and aimed his weapon at the dog's head, and with one clean stab, the canine died with a loud whimper.

When Ursaren returned to the scouting group, they could easily see that he had just shed a few tears while he put the dog down, and it was even more evident with the trident above him trickling blood down the rest of the points. It was clear that he was not in a good mood, and he desperately wanted to avenge these lost souls by bringing justice down upon whoever was responsible for this. This was also reflected in his reaction to the scavenger that was crouching over a small girl's body. After Alice asked him if the scavenger was a friend or a foe, the old man spoke up in a very grizzly voice to the man, drawing his trident and shield while he did. "I hope you weren't the one who did this!"

The War of the Three

If I may sum up Hell's situation with a single picture...