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You can find me on discord if you so wish~
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6 yrs ago
Sorry about my lack of appearances. At this point Im taking a much needed hiatus from here after 5 long years. Not sure when I'll be back, but it won't be for awhile... sorry about that... : (
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6 yrs ago
Revenge of the 5th has always been a thing tho...
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6 yrs ago
Do not forget about the GOD DAMN bacon.
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6 yrs ago
Once upon a time, I used to cheer for May the 4th... now I cry with disappointment. *Except Clone Wars S7 and the Mandalorian - they are awesome*
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@tipssyCalibrator And added Doom slayer's post.

He will not take NO for an answer I'm afraid.
Aaand Kylo Ren's post is out!

I'll be adding a Doom Slayer response post in the same post in just a bit. I only wanted to get this post out of the way first.





Mentions: @Hokagae





STAR WARS


Episode IX
"CROSSROADS OF FATE"

"The galaxy is in chaos.
After the FIRST ORDER raided
the RESISTANCE'S base on Crait,
they found themselves biting
at the heels of the last hope
of the galaxy.

Upon encountering the home fleet
above the planet of ORD MANTELL,
Supreme Leader KYLO REN launched
an all out surprise attack to
destroy the last remnants of their
enemy once and for all.

However, during the battle, an
unforeseen phenomenon had casted
out the First Order's commander
out of the battlefield and landed
him in a new world unlike anything
he had seen before..."






Deep within a vast snowy forest, smoke could be seen rising from the proud conifers. If one was to follow its trail through the winding trees, they would come upon the wreckage of a vehicle. It was buried underneath a significant amount of snow, rock, and compromised by a fallen tree that fell upon it. It was a fighter thrown into complete disarray and unable to be properly salvaged. Animals nearby investigated the wreckage with some smaller creatures finding themselves on top the ruined vessel while other herbivorous fauna fed on the frostbitten bushes nearby. All however seemed quiet. But even the animals couldn't help but to feel somewhat uneasy about their surroundings. For there was a dark and rather unnatural aura surrounding this metallic vessel. It would be unwise for them to believe that they can let their guard rest for only a minute.

Suddenly, a cackling crimson blade shot out from within the ship, scaring off the nearby animals within its vicinity. The glowing blade shrieked and groaned as it cut through the cold metal like butter. It would then begin to move downwards before making a right, eventually making a crude square-like cut from within. The metal slab would be violently forced open, where a figure emerged from the grimy darkness. From it, a masked figure coated in black revealed himself, wielding his crimson crossguard lightsaber that sizzled for every piece of snow that landed on its plasma blade.

The once proud supreme leader, the vicious and hot-tempered Kylo Ren, who was leading his fleet just minutes ago to victory, has found himself in a cold dark forest with only the force and his thin long-sleeved attire keeping him warm. He was seething in rage, completely lost and confused as to how exactly he got here. The last thing he remember was a bright light that disoriented his vision before blacking out. He initially believed that it was some kind of tactic that the Resistance utilized to disorient him and force him to crash on the planet below. But as far as he knew, Ord Mantell didn't have any environment quite like this. If there was anything he could familiarize with, would lead to painful memories found upon his conflict on Starkiller Base. For it too was an ice world.

In fact, his battle with the Scavenger Girl and a treasonous ex-stormtrooper took place in a location eerily similar to here... where he was robbed victory by the surprise appearance of the Millennium Falcon blasting him away. Ren's hands continued to shake before he lunged with a frustrated roar at a nearby tree, slicing through its thick trunk and causing it to fall down just short of where he stood. He took a moment to calm himself before taking a deep breath. Shifting through his robe, the masked character would find his comnlink and attempt to contact his fleet.

"Command, come in." he bluntly blurted out.

No signal. Ren quietly sighed before trying again.

"Command, this is your Supreme Leader, come in."

Still nothing but static. Already madly irritated as is, he turned off his comnlink as he scoured the forests for any sign of potential assistance. However, seconds later, he would hear a faint beeping coming from the device. Someone had finally answered it seemed. Ren pulls out his comnlink once again and raises it in front of him, expecting for someone like General Hux or someone to respond.

What he got however, was something far more disappointing:



By the force, how hard did he actually hit his head? Ren wanted to believe that this was all a dream or some myriad of the force, only to wrap around the sad, unfortunate reality of his situation. He was transported by means unknown to what he could only describe as a warp in the universe, where it seemed to play out like a cruel game. With no contact with his fleet or his advisors, the Supreme Leader found himself to be alone in a world he did not yet understand. His fury continued to boil within him to the point where he simply wanted to scream in agony.

Then he felt five items magically appear in his hands. Ren looked down at his free hand, opening it to reveal the very five tokens mentioned in the message. They looked and were shaped like traditional credits used in his world. He glared down at them as he recalled the spending rules, or more specifically, the one regarding three tokens. Ren could wish for an entire military division to show up right at his heel or perhaps bring his own star destroyer into orbit. For a brief moment he began to shift through his options, thinking up of grand plans of what to bring into this world to help him on his way.

But then Ren managed to stop himself. He was getting far too ahead of himself. After all, he knew next to nothing about what this realm would throw at him. And even so, what would happen if he wished for particular individuals to join him here? Would they be copies of his real life counterparts? or would they be directly taken from his home universe? And if the latter, Ren feared that his ranks will falter and allow the Resistance time to regroup and return to power. He just didn't know the consequences.

Nonetheless, he was still going to gain his wish - howbeit something on a smaller scale. He rose the three coins up with the force and glared at them with intense concentration.

"I demand a squad of stormtroopers by my side." he ordered with little change in his voice.

The tokens would soon vanish as Ren stood motionlessly in place, waiting several long seconds for the results to come. So long were these "seconds" that he found himself becoming even more impatient. But then, he would hear someone call from behind him.

"Supreme Leader?"

The masked commander swiftly turned around to see a squad of six First Order Stormtroopers lined up side-by-side. From the squad, he noticed that the squad was made up of four regular stormtroopers, one flametrooper, and of course one stormtrooper squad officer. It was a small yet fairly well-rounded squad, which satisfied Ren. He approached the officer and stopped within just a foot in front of his face.

"What is your designation, officer?" Ren asked him.

"FN-924, sir." the officer replied at the ready.

The Supreme Leader paused for a brief moment, almost as if lost in thought, before returning his gaze back onto him.

"How did you know I was here, FN-924?" he asked the officer as if he was testing him.

The officer seemed to hesitate for a second - albeit genuine - before answering.

"You called for us, sir." he replied in an orderly way, "We simply responded to orders."

Another pause filled the air as Ren thought to himself once more.

"Where were you and your troops stationed before I called upon you?" he would then ask.

However, the troops were silent on the matter, almost as if they didn't quite truly know. Where they based on real or fictitious members? He began to regret not wishing for someone like General Hux or Captain Phasma to test his suspicions. But knowing that he wouldn't get answers, he quickly dismissed that question.

"Don't answer that." Ren finished in moderate respite as he paced back and forth in front of the squad, "All you should know is that you all directly serve under my control. Any other person who claims to be a general or a commander of the First Order are to be ignored unless I give the permission to recognize their authority. For we are no longer in our same universe."

He stopped right back at the Officer's face and glared into his soul through his soulless mask.

"And in order to survive, we must stick together. Understood?"

"Sir yes sir!" the squad replied in loyal unison.

Ren nodded approvingly of their loyalty before continuing on.

"Your first order is to scout the surrounding area." he ordered, "Report back to me any unusual activity that you encounter on your way; whether it be unidentified personnel or for any change in environments, as well as the existence of structures. I want to know what we are dealing with before we can advance from our position. Is that clear?"

Once again, the squad acknowledged in unison.

"Sir yes sir!"

"Then you're dismissed." the masked warrior concluded as he made it back within the ruins of his ship.

In the meantime, the stormtrooper squad proceeded to spread out as they began to search the forest of anything of interest. What they would find is anyone's guess.

The First Order was once again on the move...



The Slayer's shot almost missed it's mark, the shell having grazed the man's shoulder. He would get a good look at this "demon" as soon as he turned to face him - a caucasian male with white hair, wearing a dark-red coat and dark pants. While it seemed that this figure was nothing like the demons he encountered in Hell, the Slayer was more than aware of how such figures can morph into various different forms. Human forms were no different, as they could blend into society with little effort. Now face to face with his demonic adversary, the Slayer was ready for him to make his next move.

Instead, he seemed far more frustrated and annoyed rather than screaming in a demonic frenzy.

"Alright look G.I. Joe, I dunno whatever beef it is you have with me, and to be honest I couldn't give half a damn. You're lucky I'm not in the mood to deal with you right now, so I'm gonna let you off with a warning, alright?"
Dante


He would then turn around and continue walking in the opposite direction. The armored warrior would stand silently in place, almost stunned at the interaction that took place. This was one brave demon indeed, especially for one to not coward in the face of their own walking, breathing, nightmare. But rather than the opponent's words cooling down the conflict between them, it would have much more of the opposite affect. Intense levels of insulted testosterone rose from the Slayer's skin as he is reminded of a certain phrase one wise man said to him all those years ago.

With those words etched into his very primal nature, the Doom Slayer rushed at Dante with surprising speed. The harsh thumping of his suits against the ruined pavement would no doubt alert the white-haired man of what was heading towards him. If he refused to get out of the way in time, he would be met with a solid powerful punch to his face that would threaten to knock him back considerably.

For the Doomslayer will not let any demon live on his sight. For he will not be persuaded by their cries of mercy or postponement. He will fight them; right here, right now.

With swift... and relentless prejudice in tow.
@Ladypug I'm glad you liked it, lol, I tried to emulate DIO's speech patterns as closely as I could. I do heartily recommend it, it's my favorite TV show. It's hammy and hilarious, but it's also very genuine and earnest in it's story telling.

But DIO is just a god damn drama queen, ontop of the already dramatic exaggeration of the show.


Patrick Seitz as Dio for the English dub is an absolutely great and faithful combo for him.

I also find it funny that the MK voice actors for Scorpion, Erron Black, and Raiden happen to be dubbing this legendary show
Just want to say, I'm open to anyone encountering Skulduggery and Valkyrie in the snowy forest.



Got a Doomslayer post out and boy it was a fairly long one.

I'll get a Kylo Ren and Godzilla post in awhile, but I'd at least like to start with one character on the ground.

(And for those wondering, the Slayer's interaction with Dante has been roughly planned out with the GM himself)


"I am not the villain in this story..."

The armored warrior launched forward with primal rage to strangle the mechanical antagonist with his bare hands, only to be lurched back into place via the plasma tethers attached to his body. Dr. Samuel Hayden's tech had done its job, both to the benefit and detriment of an enraged slayer of Hell. He knew well that he couldn't fully trust the CEO of the Union Aerospace Corporation. That's exactly why he considered to destroy the corrupt scientist the very moment he returned.

But Hayden was one step ahead of him. It was clear to him who he was dealing with. After all, he bore witness to the wrathful Doomslayer's destruction, regarding the demons of Hell and his own personal tech. He - a man of logic and reason - attempted to explain to him - one who lacks the ability to negotiate - his reasoning for what he did. Yet he knew what his reaction would be, especially considering the item he just confiscated from him.

"I do, what I do, because there is no choice."

. . .

"<:Rerouting_Tether_Coordinates_..._Complete:>"

The scientist paused briefly to hear the announcement before turning his gaze back towards his enraged captive.

"Our time is up." Hayden bluntly concluded as he shook his head, "I can't kill you, but I won't have you standing in our way."

Upon saying that, he ignited the item in his hand to reveal a crimson plasma blade that jetted from the crossguard-handle, ending with a twin-hooked blade. Inscripted upon the blade were demonic runes telling whatever one needed to know about it or how to use it. The Doomslayer needed no introduction for what the Crucible could do and utterly lamented the idea of how Hayden wanted to utilize it. Sure it can absorb large amounts of demonic energy and perhaps save the UAC after their temporary mercenary destroyed the only renewable sources of Argent Supply in the entire Solar System...

But the marine didn't care. He knew better than to reap the benefits of such unholy energy that would inevitably cause malevolency upon Earth. But with Samuel Hayden's possession of the artifact, he can continue his work. And being chained in place, all the Doomslayer could do was watch helplessly as his newfound nemesis reaped the benefits of the Slayer's achievements

"Until we see each other again." the mad, mechanical scientist ominously finished before proceeded to walk slowly back into the dark, ruined, depths of a destroyed Mars.

The armored warrior began to violently twist and turn in place, attempting to break the shackles and set himself free. But by then it was too late. His HUD confirmed the completion of the Tether's activation as he found himself floating in mid air for a few moments before his vision turned suddenly white.

Silent screams rippled through the Slayer's body as he swore vengeance over Hayden and his diabolical scheme with Hell. When he returns... he will purge Hell 10 times over, and present the head of their false idol on a metal pike.



After what seemed to be hours stuck within a bone-white purgatory, the Slayer found his vision quickly fade to black. At last, his consciousness had finally returned. When he arose, he found himself within a ruined metropolis, littered with the remains of once proud skyscrapers and covered in debris. He proceeded to look at his surroundings, inspecting every nook and cranny within his immediate vicinity. Then it slowly began to hit him.

Was he finally back on Earth after being exiled away for eons? And if so, had the demons already overran the world in hellfire?

Another wave of intense fury began to resonate within the Doomslayer's violent psyche. But just before he could take his fury out on the surrounding environment, his eye caught sight of another familiar object. A fairly large stone protrusion that sported a glowing green rune in its center. However, this was no ordinary inscription that was etched into the stone. It was a mark...

The Mark of the Doom Slayer himself.

He slowly walked towards the ominous rune, his boots crunching against the debris underfoot, before raising an armored hand out to it. There it touched his mark, before a quick shock rippled through his arm. The Slayer did not feel pain however, other then the high of power surging through his limb, as he let it limp back to his side. But instead of power, the rune gave him information. A deep demonic voice then began to explain to the armored Hell Walker about the new world that laid in front of him within his suit's codex folder:



His initial assumption was apparently incorrect. He was not on Earth, or rather perhaps, not the Earth he once knew. He was stuck in a world forever stuck in between dimensions, each colliding with one another to form one crude unintended universe. It wouldn't be the first time the Doomslayer had traveled through dimensions, but this place was nearly nothing like what he'd seen thus far.

Luckily, the world was fair enough to provide an escape route for those unwilling to stay. If the Slayer was to collect 100 of these... collectibles, he can wish himself back to his universe and continue with his intended goal. But to do so, he'll have to remain here for a while, ripping and tearing into hordes of enemies until he has enough of said currency. However, as what he was told, the Slayer would start out with 5 of these tokens, which were presented to him in a small case that laid beside the demonic ruin. Picking them up, the Slayer inserted them into a storage compartment within his suit.

5 down, 95 more to go.

But just as he was about to plan his next objective, he would hear an angry cry coming from behind him.

"What's a half-demon gotta do to get a damn pizza?!"
Dante


The Slayer froze for half a mili-second, his mind permeated by a particular phrase, before swiftly turning around and firing the first weapon that came to his hands - his trusty combat shotgun. From the range he was currently at, it was expected that he would miss his target, but that was merely just him making sure his weapons were at working condition. And indeed, his shotgun was at near-full capacity, ready to rip through demon flesh at a moment's notice.

This would be the perfect candidate for the Slayer to release his pent up aggression on.

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I hope so too. What I'm hoping will eventually happen is that we get enough players so that there will be a bunch of individual stories happening independently of each other (which will every once in a while converge into one big climactic fight)


Precisely what I'm hoping for.
Good god I can't wait for this RP to start~

I pack in some powerful players - some more powerful than others - but I definitely see much potential with the line up currently in place.

Lowkey hope more players will come, but still like what I'm seeing.
@tipssyCalibrator At long last the Doomslayer is finally complete.
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