Kafka Komedy

Kingdom Hearts: Memories of the Chosen

How familiar do you have to be with the Kingdom Hearts lore here? I know the full plots of 1 and Re: Chain of Memories, and I've played through about half-75% of KH2. I've also played up until the Tron world in Dream Drop Distance. Is that enough, or should I brush up on my lore?

Weapons feelings

Sure. Jude knows Mila well enough to put some apparent faith in her, as well as know that she can be nice sometimes, though this may be an assumption made off of less interactions then normal. Jude is decent at making guesses about people, as evidenced by his empathy-grabbing persona.

"Play As Gods" RP?

This has potential. Will it have an over arcing plot, or will it be a general fun just mess around kinda game?

Return to the Multiverse

Damn, again? Although the site is working fine for me, I may just be lucky or something. We should change site, I think.
Also, seeya 'round Cheshire.

Jumping through the multi-verse

So, you still playing, or...?

Weapons feelings

Jude Styles [Day 0, Paul Vanishes]

"This is so friggin' stupid..." Jude said to himself as he walked down the hall. Could the rumors be true? If that raving lunatic of a scientist was finally gone then everything would erupt into chaos, right? He had heard of it from a janitor, but he needed confirmation by someone at least a little higher up before starting a plan of some sort. He might not be able to get to Mila, an assistant (lap dog) of the bad doctor's and actually kind of nice sometimes, even if she doesn't show it. Would she tell Jude about Pauls disappearance? He never really told her of his hatred of Pauls, so... maybe? No, it was unlikely...
"I need my meds." He once again mumbled to himself as he approached a lift. As he fumbled around with his pockets to find his ID, he noticed some people quietly discussing something, most likely how to take over this damned hell. They wouldn't know what to do with it. Not many people would, but he had to find a nice person to take over this place after he usurps power. All he was going to use it for was a suicide method, so he needed to pick out a good leader. Again, Mila came up, but she'd have to prove she was going to take this place in a 'betterment of society' angle before he put stock into letting her have the place. Unfortunately she was the only person he really knew who'd be up for taking the Bad Doctor's mantle.
The door to the lift opened and once again Jude's gloom leaked out into the air surrounding him. He was on floor seven, this was where some of the medical care stuff was, and where Jude got his depression medication. It didn't help as much, being almost all robot and all, which is why he didn't take it as often as he probably should. Still though, it dropped some of his anxiety, and he'd need all the charisma he could get. Other than his blades, the empathy he could elicit from others was his main weapon.
He got to the pharmaceuticals counter nearest to him. He always used this one. Jim was here, and he was really easily manipulated. If Jim confirmed this than Jude definitely needed to create a plan.
"Uh, hey, Jim." Jude said, rubbing the back of his robotic head and intentionally fluctuating his voice. "I'm uh, h-hear for my meds."
"Sure man." Jim said with a grimace, sliding the pill bottle over to Jude before typing in some stuff. Those jerkoffs were keeping track of when he got more meds to make sure he wasn't A. taking to little, or B. taking to many. This didn't stop him from not taking his meds enough, he just got rid of the pills at the scheduled times, but that was neither here nor there. "Thanks Jim. It helps a lot, I guess." Jude said, placing the pill bottle in his pants pocket and pointed his sorrow filled face at Jim. "Hey, uh, I r-really hate to, um, ask you, but, there was this rumor going around about Dr. Pauls..." He said, intentionally facing away to accentuate the fact he was avoiding the question. It was more believable that way. "Look, don't tell this to anyone else, alright?" Jim whispered, pulling Jude closer. "But Doctor Pauls is totally gone! He just up and disappeared in one of the lower labs. News spread fast, I think Mila is gonna try and hold up base until either the doctor or his other assistant returns. Again, didn't here it from me though."
"O-oh my gosh! I hope he's okay." Jude whisper-shouted, his surprised tone unfitting of his inner thoughts. He was slightly angry at Mila, but more importantly he now knew he had to work out a plan. He turned away from Jim with a murmured "Bye Jim, see you later." and started stalking back to his room.
"I will have my revenge Dr. Pauls." Jude whispered to himself "I'm going to make your company someone else's, and I will erase you from history. Then I may finally rest."

Weapons feelings

I'm getting a post up right now.

Jumping through the multi-verse

A loud scream could be heard as a young man fell out of the sky, desperately gasping for breath and fearing for his life. The screaming turned into an abrupt groan of pain as said young boy's bottom hits the ground. "Ow, shit. At least this isn't the first time my ass's been sore." He whisper-shouted while rubbing the injured area in an attempt to alleviate the pain. He suddenly noticed the two other dudes there, as well as the unfamiliar-ness of the pond and forest surrounding it. He first looked over the brown haired fellow, who seemed to regard this in a dream like state. "Duck pond? Dude, what the hell are you- nevermind, actually, that doesn't even need my input to be funny." He said, getting up and kind of giving off that condescending 'your an idiot/what the hell are you thinking' vibe in his stare. He then looked at the other guy who had recently pulled himself out of the lake by the looks of things. "You know where we are man? And better question, you want my coat? You and hypothermia are about to have sloppy makeouts from how much you're shaking." He asked, taking off his brown hoodie and gesturing for Jynmi to take it. "I'm Matt, by the way. Nice to meet you."

Marvel/DC: The Coming Storm

As Matt basked in the glory of heroism, that is to say daydreamed about being adored because of his daring rescues. "Oh Deathlok, your so cool, swoon" everyone would say, and he'd be like "I totally am, wanna go to my golden space mansion?" And-
Matt was suddenly interrupted from his thoughts of adoration by a flash of red darting across one of the roofs he was sitting near. Why did everyone use these as transportation? More importantly, why were people never really complaining about the noise?
"Whatever." Matt said as he shook himself from his thoughts and got up to follow the darting figure. They could be throwing themselves at danger, and that was his job! Matt dashed after the mysterious figure, far enough behind that if they were a villain they wouldn't hear him. He didn't suspect the figure as being as such, especially when they stopped pursuing the person in red. "Uh, hey." Matt said to the person. Judging by the figure they were a twenty-thirty something female, but that was about all the information he could get without her turning around. He really wished his father had built some sort of scanner thing in his eyes...
"So, hi, that guy you were chasin' look evil? He an evil dude that needs apprehending? Because I'm totally the guy for that." He asked her, trying to get her to reveal more information about the situation before leaping into what could potentially be a good guy hideout, and then he'd look like an idiot.

Marvel/DC: The Coming Storm

Yeah. I'll try to actually get a friggin post up now.