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The redheaded pirate called as the fist closed in on her cut. She moved but not quick enough to completely negate the thrown punch's impact. It winged her, barely touching her skin at all, but the force behind it was enough to make her swirl a half spin. Once she got her motion under control she jumped a few steps back, and checked the sword. It was definitely hers which ruled out the idea someone switched it while she wasn't looking. "Damn."

"Kid" Abigail grinned as she rushed forwards to take another slash at the armor, hoping to see something different from the total lack of progress the first attack had done. This time there was a bit of a spark but that was the end of it. Not even a scratch. "Don't waste your time bragging and I'll think about calling you something else, but until then your staying a kid, munchkin, child, little one, baby, adolescent, our future, whipper-snapper, and/ or youngster. You could give me your name too, but again. Your more likely to make some advancement in that direction by showing me how much of an adult you can be."

Without waiting for a reply the pirate took a few quick jump backs so she could get some distance while her mind raced for another way to go about doing damage.
A bump before work
Kind of rushed that. Sorry. Didn't want to leave and have everyone waiting for another nine hours for my post. However if there's anything wrong I could try changing it on my phone........but its an old piece of junk so........ God I hope that's an okay post.
Things didn't go the way Abigail had planned. Yes the lightning worked and her aim wasn't off but instead of frying her opponent nothing seemed to happen. There was a hammer but it was metal so it shouldn't have made a difference. "Why?" She muttered and held up her blasting hand for a closer look. "Damn it, fruit! HOw do you work?" Something drew her attention back to her foe. "WAit. ARe you a kid?" She leaned closer but that didn't change anything. "Wouldn't you rather be home on your dad's knee, being read a story than out here in the middle of nowhere fighting complete strangers?"

Somethings just weren't fair. How quickly the heavy armored was on her was one of them. "Crap. Crap!" Abigail muttered trying to move out of the way and draw her blade for a quick desperate slash.

There was someone in the room with her. Not that Abigail was surprised. It was just there was a little bit of hope she'd walk into a room and there wouldn't be anyone waiting for her and all she had to do was trust in the strength of her friends. Really, was that so much to ask for?

"Me?" Abigail said pointing to herself. "I didn't cause any trouble. Personally I was always on the defense, well, except for the roof part, that was planned." There was a slam behind her and Abigail whirled on her heels, fingers charged with energy, but it was only the door closing. Which wasn't nothing, but it wasn't going to go on the attack, was it?

The redheaded pirate started to say something, but stopped to blink at the strange metal figure before her. "Operation? What operation? I thought this was just another military outpost. Do you mean to say there's actually something going on here that would make us the heroes?" There was a tremor of excitement in Abigail's voice. She would've tried to hide it if she was aware it was happening. "That's great!" A weight she hadn't been aware of slid off her shoulders. "Really. Now I don't feel so guilty with the damage I've caused."

"Worship?" It was a strange thing to hear from a marine but Abigail was too giddy with relief to judge. "No, I don't worship anything, but if your taking request how about you and your buddies surrender? Think about it. Nobody else gets hurt. Your operations get to stay safe. None of us will let word leak to the other marines we pass by, scout's honor. We get to be on our merry way. The list goes on and on like that ocean my crew and I will travel down and none of you guys will ever see us again."

Abigail turns back and looks at the door behind her. "Seastone door?" She scratches her chin and turns back to her opponent. "Maybe I'm not as familiar with seastone as I thought I was, but how is that going to stop me? I mean it messes with my power if I'm touching it right, so how's it going to stop me from just blasting it off from a few feet away?" She shook her head and narrowed her eyes at the opponent. "Sorry, I get carried away." The pirate's wait shifts so the hip with her sword angles to face the armored foe. Her hand moved to her side and she takes a hold of her blade's handle. "Let's just get started shall we?"

As innocent as the busty bukineer was, she learned a few things about the marines since her arrival at the island. The first of which was that there wasn't anything wrong with playing dirty. For example, as she touched her weapon's handle, electricity quickly gathered in her other hand. Without warning she thrust it up and yelled "Dendo-Dendo snake" right before a blast of red electricity sped towards the Aeisir armored enemy.
@eemmtt
Hey eemmtt, thanks for your interest.
Just one or two more to go before starting the ooc, but I won't wait past Saturday(unless life butts in(which it likes to do)) >. <
@Jensoman
Oops sorry. I misread somewhere down the line. I'll fix it up ASAP
@malmshodes What is the "a skinny red maniac who finally found the guys who owed him money." thing a reference too?


@Duthguy
lol Sorry I was thinking of that old show freakazoid when I wrote that, and couldn't get the image of him rushing at someone who owed him 3.50 out of my head : P

The OOC roleplayerguild.com/topics/92474-jumpi..

First off, let me apologize. The idea just came to me so everything is coming off the top of my head. So I'll try and get everything straightened out as time goes by.

I love doing multiverse rps, but don't get to really do too many because there's so many players with multiple characters that respond so fast I have no idea what's going on and just can't keep up, or they die off before I can even get my toes wet, possibly due to people having similar issues as myself, or life getting in the way like its want to do.

I have two ideas for this, but their really only just starters. The rest will be created as a group effort.
1. We'll be playing ourselves living out our normal everyday lives. Then something will happen, we'll be contacted by an angel that wants to save the multiverse, a wormhole will open up and suck us into another universe, a man will be killed and we'll somehow get a hold of his inventions which allow for multiverse travelling, or whatever. The point is we'll be our characters and we'll be able to move around the multiverse.

2. We're characters from various series who are contacted by an outside force to stop an imminent threat to the rest of existence, or again whatever. The point is we'll be characters(cannon or OC) who'll have to go around saving worlds.

So the gist of the rp will be our characters going from world to world doing whatever it is they have to do, stopping evil, setting things right, repairing tears in the time space continuum, etc, etc, from world to world. Each world will have different rules and physics our characters are going to have to adjust to. If they've got powers or abilities some of them might not be usable in other worlds. We'll work out the details of each world as a group. Also, since we'll be doing different worlds I'd like to do them in arcs and we'll each take turns running lead on an arc.

Rules
1. I reserve the right to add or alter the rules as I see fit.
2. Post, and post often. I know its pretty much impossible to have something up daily but I at expect everyone to be capable of getting something up on a 5/7 basis. That means that if someone is cruising through the rp they should see 5 new post by one of the players at weeks end. I know this isn't always possible, but you know what is -communication. In today's world there's no reasons for not giving everyone, or me, a heads up if the reply well is going to be dry for awhile. So if every so often you just can't make it. Let me know and we'll work something out.
3. Be respectful in OOC. Understandably our characters might get into it from time to time, but there's no reason for us, the actual human beings to. We all have issues but taking it out on your fellow rper isn't going to make anything better.
4. I'm not too picky with grammar, because we're all humans and everyone makes mistakes, but if I have to take two tries to understand just what your sentence is about somethings wrong and that won't do. So, don't be perfect
5. Now, while we're on the subject of writing, this is going to be a casual rp so everyone should be on casual standards so I'm not going to get too much into it, but there is one thing I'd really like to say. When you post, and you'll know when its you doing it because your fingers will be dancing on something and the words in your head will start appearing on screen, please put something that advances the action. I can't say how agitating it is to wait all day for a reply and there's nothing but description or a character's thought on it. The hell am I supposed to do with that?!



"Well that's a start" Abigail muttered as she let her hand rest at her side so it wouldn't be in danger of going off on someone. "Almost a finish too. NIce!" She perked up as she looked around and noted there didn't seem to be anyone there who would would try and get in their way. "Just three doors?"

"Hmmm." She turned her attention to Asus. "I guess they want us to split up?" She arched an eyebrow. "But why would we? I mean we can just go together through each door taking out whoever's behind there, can't we, or is there some kind of pirate vs marine code I'm unfamiliar with, because if there is then those guys" she pointed a finger at all the limp bodies on the ground. "Didn't read it either."

She turned back to the doors and rests her hands on her hips. "But then again if there's some kind of super booby trap behind one of those it'll take two of us out instead of just one, won't it?" She shook her head. "Probably separating would be a better idea then." She looked over her shoulder at her crewmate. "I'm getting the door in the middle, or was it the one you wanted?"
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