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I am still on RPG, so do feel free to message me. Just don't have the time or energy to actually join any RP's right now. Focusing on a LOT of other projects, including getting into Audio Drama.
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I am still on RPG, so do feel free to message me. Just don't have the time or energy to actually join any RP's right now. Focusing on a LOT of other projects, including getting into Audio Drama.
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Sorry for disappearing for 2 months. Life kinda went to shit and RPG was pushed to the back of my mind.
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Computer is broke AGAIN. Dog jumped on me when I had a glass of water in my hand, but some of it leaked in. Posts are going to be slow for the next week.
As the firing line moved away from the beam-in site, pushing them back towards the lifts and stairs to the bridge, K'Tari finally let up the green barrier and moved up to one of the consoles. The others had to duck down and keep low. Luckily, her diminutive stature, meant she could stand fully upright. She then saw one of the aliens she had beamed aboard with getting taken out by a blast. She saw one of the other strange aliens seeing to him, sadly, her healing skills were completely untested on someone that isn't a Mobian or Overlander. But with a hit like that... She needed to try something. Jumping out of cover, invisible lashes of magic lanced from her and wrapped around one of the Phantoms, wrapped around its arm, then around his neck and pulled hard, it fell over and hit the floor hard, before pulling it towards her, dragging it along the ground towards herself. It tried to lash out with it's swords to try and cut the invisible wires, but couldn't compute that these tendrils weren't ones that could be cut by such a weapon. Every time it tried to get up, she yanked harder, pulling it over again, not allowing it to regain its balance. It finally was on the floor in front of her and she lept over it and wrapped the invisible lash around its legs, She balled a fist. She was of rather leith build, but, like all Echidna's, she was still deceptively strong. Punching it hard in the head, she left a clear dent in its mask, she shook her hand. "DAMMIT!!!" She grunted, before throwing her hands out, her eyes turned from green to red as the cyborg found the tendrils wrap around every conceivable part of it, before beginning to crush it. It looked around desperately, but she didn't seem to be in the mood to talk. Blood spurted from several of the gaps in its armour and she saw the gaps. Pressing her hand to one of the gaps, a ball of fire appeared in her hand. She blasted into the gap and fire spurted from the other gaps as the cyborg screamed its last breath. She stood back and was visibly shaking. Taking robot lives was one thing, taking a sentient life was another... She didn't enjoy it, she didn't like it. She looked around to see others fighting. She could either take or save a life... And right now, she needed to save one.
She took one last look at the cyborgs charred body, before vaulting the corpse and rushing towards the downed Turian. "Oh..." She looked at the neck wound. She looked at the Asari. "I've never healed someone like this before, but i'm going to try." Her hands were engulfed by a green aura and she pressed it into the wound, the blue blood soaking her hand. She closed her eyes as the wound started to close up. The blood pouring from his neck continued to hemorrhage, a bit spurted to K'Tari's face. She blocked it out. She had brought Jack back from the brink of death, she was GOING to do her damndest to make sure he didn't die. As the wound closed fully, both she and the Turian let out a gasp. "Got a pulse going..." She said. She had no idea if she even knew how to repair his spine, but the spell had gotten his respiratory system going, so at least his brain wasn't going to suffocate anymore. She fell back and sat down. Using magic constantly like this was starting to take it out of her. She sat for a second and watched to see if what she had done had actually gotten him back up.
@IceHeart Alright, first draft of the Character sheet. A lot to unpack, but i'm hoping that most of it's acceptable, if not all of it. I went for the approach of "Take advantage of the wide range of characters available."
The main problem character here is Varnae, who was made by Marvel, for Conan the Barbarian during his run with the company, but he is such a good character and one that has been absorbed quite well into the Conan mythos that i thought it might just count?
Angel
Liam Saunders
Powers And Abilities:
Vampires are humans that are possessed by Demons. When a human is bitten by a vampire and drained of their blood, a demonic locator spell is left on the corpse and a Demon can escape from hell to come and possess the corpse, forcing the soul out. They gain all of the knowledge and experience of the human and can fool almost everyone that knows that person into thinking nothing is wrong. If the human gets their soul back, the Demon doesn't leave, but it is forced out of control, giving the Vampire back the same personality that they had in life, but with all of the Vampires strengths.
Super Strength: Vampires are known for their immense strength. Unlike humans that weaken with age, Vampires strength only grows as they get older and consume more and more individuals. Even a recently sired Vampire can lift almost a ton over their head. Angel, being over 400 years old is able to lift around 3 tons. Super Speed: Whereas not exactly able to outrun a runaway train, they are able to move substantially faster than a human. This also extends to their reflexes in that they are known for being able to catch arrows and other missiles out of the air and dodge bullets. Superhuman Durability: Taking away someone's life is rather easy. Taking away unlife is not. Vampires are notoriously difficult to kill, unless you have a wooden stake or the Sun or a blade to take their head off with, good luck getting one to stay down. Unload a machine gun into one and it'll make it mad. Hit it with a runaway Freight Train and it'll walk it off, even Fire, which can kill them, can be regenerated from if not killed using it. Superhuman Healing: Vampires recover from most wounds within minutes of damage, this includes dismembering. Superhuman Combat Ability: Being that they are possessed by Demons who have trained their entire lives to escape from hell and massacre humans and are the ones in the drivers seat, even a just-turned Vampire can fight with martial arts never learned by humans. Superhuman Senses: Their sight is better than any humans, they can see in the dark, their smell and hearing is better than most dogs.
Whilst not Sherlock Holmes by any stretch of the imagination, he is still known for his abilities as a detective. with his natural senses enhanced by his Vampiric side, he is able to track people very well and has quite the deductive skills.
Angel is a master of getting information out of people. Angelus was the man who wrote the book on torture, making it an art-form that even hardened demons marvel at.
Angel is, by no means a champion racecar driver, but he is pretty good and is much better than most demons. His car is a 1967 Plymouth GTX and one of his most prized possessions and if you so much as scratch it, he may just have to make you his next meal.
Angel has been around for 400 years, back when he who mastered the sword was invincible. He has had a LONG time to practice.
By no means a master of magic, he does have quite the comprehensive knoweldge of spells and rituals and how to get components. He considers himself something of an amatuer spellcaster
Sunlight: Like all Vampires, he will burst into flame in sunlight. Wooden Stakes: Drive a metal blade into his heart and he'll recover, but a wooden one and he'll turn to ash before your very eyes. Decapitation: One of the only kinds of wounds that a Vampire cannot recover from. Garlic: Vampires are naturally repulsed by Garlic. Entering a room with garlic will cause him ungodly amounts of pain. Uninvited Guest: Like all vampires, Angel is literally incapable of entering someone's home without invitation. However, once invitation is granted, he is able to come and go as he pleases.
He may have the face of an Angel, but he has the left foot of a human and the right foot from the left leg of a demon. He is not opposed to cutting a rug, but most people agree he is the single worst dancer in the history of the world.
Angel loves cars, but that and his phone are about the extent of his technological prowess. He has no idea how to use a computer or what an "Internets" is.
Angelus is the name of Angel's demon that possesses him. It resides in him always and is one of the most cruel, conniving, sadistic, torturous demonic entities to ever crawl out of the ass of hell. Angel is powerful, but Angel holds back. Angelus revels in the most unholy of acts and would have not even the slightest of qualms in murdering every living thing on the planet, just to bathe in their blood. If Angelus gets loose, it's all over.
Origin And Backstory:
Once refered to as "Angelus, the Scourge of Europe" and "The Demon with the Face of an Angel" he was the most sadistic killer known to the vampire community. He took great pleasure in slaughtering whole towns, as well as corrupting religious figures and then turning them. Angelus' rampage came to an end in the late 1800's, when he slaughtered a village of gypsies. Before the elder died, she bestowed a curse on him, to return his soul to him, to allow him to know remorse and anguish over everyone that he had slaughtered, but to never allow him to know happiness. If he ever knew true happiness, then the curse would be broken and he would return to his mindless killing. With his newfound soul, he began to seek a way to repay the immense debt that Angelus had racked up. He moved to the a hotspot of demonic activity known as a "Hellmouth" the place later became the town of "Sunnydale" where he hunted Vampires. Later, the Summers family moved to Sunnydale and Angel met the woman that would be the love of his life. Angel joined Buffy and her friends (Who called themselves "The Scooby Gang") in fighting vampires and other monsters. There, they met one of the "Great King Vampires" known simply as "The Master" After defeating him, they saw him turn to dust and disappear. It was in celebration of their success here that lead Buffy and Angel to share their first night of intimacy.
Angel, baring witness to a moment of pure happiness, had his soul stripped from him once again and he reverted to Angelus. Angelus battled Buffy and her friends for months, before she defeated him as he tried to open the Hellmouth fully and swallow the entire town into hell. Buffy killed him just as their friend, Willow, managed to complete a ritual that returned his soul to him. Angel was sucked into Hell and spent several months surviving the hellplanes. He was finally spat back into the human realm, with his mind shattered and Buffy had to spend a few weeks nursing him back to health in secret. After foiling the plans of a rogue Slayer that teamed up with a Demon Lord, Angel decided to move to Los Angeles and set up a private detective agency, specifically to hunt and investigate for/against the paranormal. Buffy, much to his chagrin, followed him, saying that there was going to be some way that they could break the curse, whilst keeping his soul.
Supporting Characters:
Buffy Summers is a 19 year old girl, born and raised in Los Angeles, she grew up like most California Girls, cheerleading, ice-skating, shopping, but all of that changed when she was 15 years old and the ancient mystical force known as "The Slayer" called to her and gave her the immense strength, speed and agility that allowed her to fight on par with a Vampire. She stepped onto the radar of every Vampire when she killed one of the Great Kings known as Lothos. After Lothos' death, her mother moved with her to Sunnydale and she enrolled in Highschool and met Angel shortly after and has been with him ever since, even nursing him back to health after he came back from Hell.
Slayer Powers: (As "The Slayer", she has access to a vast number of powers that helps her to hunt and kill vampires and other demonic entitys) Superhuman Strength (Greater than most Vampires) Superhuman Stamina (Able to exert herself for greater amounts of time without fatigue) Super Healing (Heals most minor cuts and scrapes in hours and heals broken bones much faster than regular humans.)
Formerly a member of the ancient Demon-hunting order known as "The Watchers" he was a scholar who was tasked with the all important job of training Slayers to their fullest potentials. However, when his Slayer turned rogue and started working for a greater demon, he was cast out of the order. Angel met him in Los Angeles and took him on as his Magic Consultant. Wesley possesses some degree of combat skills, but is mainly an academic with an insatiable thirst for knowledge and a great command of the mystical arts.
A Deathwok Demon from the plane of Pylea, a plane with no concept of music, but a strong concept of dance. After escaping from his smothering family, he came to the Mortal plane and discovered that, when he hears someone sing and bares their soul for their music, he can read their aura, finding out their problems and even making predictions about their future. He is a good friend to Angel and owns his own Karaoke bar.
Born in Hell on the plane of Drakulon. After a successful attempt to escape hell, he made his way to the mortal realm and possessed Vladimir III of Wallachia, turning the man into the legendary "Count Dracula" Although he isn't the first vampire, he is one of the most feared, respected and wisest of their number. He is strong, fast, cunning and one of the most dangerous opponents that anyone could face. He is also known for being pretty much unkillable. Making him go down is a feat in and of itself, but getting him to stay down is the real trick. No matter how many times the Belmont family kills him, he still manages to come back time after time. He is one of the Great Vampire Kings.
Even though Dracula is considered the foremost vampire, this is because few know about Varnae. Varnae was the very first vampire. Heralding from ancient Atlantis, before it sank, Varnae was a great scholar, who discovered how to talk to demons. No one knows exactly what happened next, but most who know his story believe that he sunk Atlantis with his power. He cut a bloody swath cross Europe, Africa and Asia, with every creature he consumed, he became stronger and stronger, eventually, he stopped resembling a human. But time has taken a heavy toll on him. Although he is, without a doubt, one of, if not the, strong vampires that ever lived, his mind has failed him. He has no real focus, wanders aimlessly, every so often, he comes up with a world conquering plan, but if he gets distracted, he will forget the plan completely. His followers bring him fresh meat, because he can't even hunt by himself without forgetting where he is and just starting to mindlessly slaughter all around him.
Even in his addled state, nobody dares to challenge him for his crown as one of the Great Kings.
Though not TECHNICALLY a Vampire, he drains the blood and soul of his victims and regularly needs to feed in order to sustain his unholy power. After Lothos' death left a power vacuum, he stepped in to become one of the Great Vampire Kings and nobody had the power to challenge him. He commands his Vampiric hordes for his own vile machinations.
One of the Great Vampire Kings, he is ancient, powerful, a master of the mystical arts and the leader of the Order of Aurelius, a cult that seeks the bringing of the most ancient of demonic evils into the mortal realm to rule as the gods they are. He spent the last 80 years trapped in an underground cavern and after escaping, by killing Buffy (Who was later revived), he has joined the rest of the Great Kings at the council and continues his vile machinations, also plotting revenge against Buffy and Angel as they almost killed him upon his escape.
A great hero from Vampires history, he rose to prominence in the Dark Ages when a vampire hunting group called the Sarafan, from the hellplane of Nosgoth appeared and rallied humanity, managing to cut the Vampire population of the world by 95%. Kain waged a brutal and bloody one-man-war against the Sarafan and their demonic lord, saving the Vampires. He is unique in that, whenever he drains someone of their blood, he will gain their power, specifically. If he drains a super-powered individual, then he will gain one or more of their super powers. He is strong, fast, powerful and wields the magic sword "Soul Reaver" which, as the name suggests, sucks the soul from anyone who is pierced by the blade. He is one of the deadliest unliving Vampires and the single most respected among the council. He will listen to reason, but not to anything that might threaten his power.
A villainous agency and a front for the Great Vampire Kings. They are a Human Attorney office that work for various demonic entities around the world, making sure that they are kept out of the public light and that the police and military can't interfere with their demonic masters' vile machinations. Talk about hiding in plain sight. They are lead by a cabal known as "The Senior Partners"
Alongside Angel, Spike is one of the most powerful non-Great King Vampires in the world, having the distinction that he has killed 2 Slayers in his time. Spike has had a number of run-ins with Angel and Buffy, with Spike having survived every time. He was actually a good friend of Angelus' back in the day, but today, he wants to rip his throat out. He has a flair for the dramatic and loves to talk peoples ears off. His real name is William Pratt, but he earned the name Spike due to his love of torturing his victims to death with railroad spikes. Unlike Buffy & Angels other opponents, he doesn't have a grand, master plan in the works, he just wants to live his unlife to the fullest, doing the 3 things he loves to most; getting money, killing people and supporting Manchester United Football club.
The Initiative is a branch of the United States military that is top secret. Their goal is simple, to capture monsters and develop new technologies to fight them, as well as maybe "liberate" any technologies and magics that can give the US Military an edge over its enemies.
Sample Post:
Los Angeles, the City of Angels. Well, mostly Demons and Vampires. No matter where you looked, there was always something foul going on. Take this innocuous street for example. A seedy backalley where criminals and ne'er do wells congrigate. You may see a pair of normal ruffians stood at the corner between a pair of back alleys, but they are anything but.
"Hey, when's he gonna get back with the goods. I'm starving, man." One said to the other.
"I swear to Satan, if you say that ONE MORE TIME, i'm gonna eat you." the other one replied.
"But it's been a damn hour..." The first one groaned. "And the stuffs just kicking in..." He began to rub his arms constantly. At that point, he was flung into his counterpart as he was kicked in the back of the head. The second looked and saw behind him, a blond girl had appeared behind him.
"Hi, i'm Buffy and i'll be your Slayer for this evening." She chirped with a happy smile on her face.
"Slayer?" One asked. "Nah, this ain't a Hellmouth." He laughed. "I thought you guys only hung out there."
"I'm branching out, really trying to get the monopoly on the whole "Turning sorry bloodsuckers into grit for the driveway" thing. So, wanna help me?" She asked, drawing a wooden stake.
"Yo, that ain't funny." The vampire replied, before Buffy lunged at him. He threw his inebriated partner to the side and blocked the hand coming at him, but she dropped the stake, grabbing it with the other hand and shoving it into his heart, before he turned to ash and disappeared. She then turned to the one giggling on the ground.
"Bro..." He replied. "I can taste the rainbow..."
"You're almost too adorable to kill." Buffy sighed, before shoving the stake through his back and into his heart, in return, he disappeared in a puff of ash "Then again, i ALMOST passed my Physics exam, but a D- counts, right?" she blew on the stake, before putting it into its holster. She then heard the sound of a car approaching and looked down the alley to see the familiar black 1967 Plymouth GTX driving down, before the engine turned off and Angel got out.
"Hey, Buff, what's going on?" He asked.
"Oh, you know, another day, another dead vampire, same old same old." She then saw Angel push his palm into his face. "What? I did good." She chirped.
"Buff..." He looked her over as he seethed, bringing his clawed hands to his own face. "Please don't tell me you killed a stoner Vampire and his friend." He said. Buffy shuffled nervously.
"Define stoner, because i think he was on something a LITTLE stronger than weed." She shrugged with a big smile.
"Buff, this isn't a Hellmouth." He grunted. "You don't just go around killing everything that isn't human."
"I know, but he was evil." She replied, throwing her arms out.
"You do know that Reefer Madness wasn't entirely honest with you, right?" She let out a fake gasp in response. "Those guys were my informants working for one of the local gangs." He groaned. "Welp, that was weeks of work gone down the drain." He looked up at her pouty face. "Don't do that." He said, stiffling a smile.
"What, the "Sowwy i did a boo-boo and muydey the evil vampi'es dat was gonna give you us a big payday!" face?" she asked in a baby-voice. She gave him a peck on the cheek before skipping towards the car. Angel shook his head, asking why he continued to tolerate her being here. He looked at her in the passanger seat, before getting in and going to start the engine, but instead, he looked over at her.
"Buff... We need to talk..." He sighed.
"Uh oh." She said. "About to give me a "Dear Jane" letter?"
"You... You need to go. Go back to Sunnydale." He started, just as she opened her mouth, he put a finger to it. "You aren't meant for somewhere like LA, you are meant for a Hellmouth, somewhere everyone is evil and every direction you shoot in is gonna hit a bad guy. That you don't need to worry about things like this." He said. "Plus, come on, don't tell me Giles, Willow and the others don't miss you."
"Look, they don't NEED me there." Buffy replied. "You NEED me here. Who else is going to watch your back? You've got Wesley and, let's face it, that's not much." She sighed. At that point, someone walked up behind Angel.
"Hey, buddy, nice car." The man said, before flicking out a knife. Angel looked back, looked at the knife, then turned back to Buffy.
"They DO need you there. You are a Slayer and Hellmouths need Slayers to keep the demonic presence in check." He said. The man with the knife grabbed Angels shoulder.
"OUT OF THE FUCKING CAR OR I CARVE YOU A NEW FUCKING FACE!" Angel turned around and his face became demonic.
"Do you mind? I'm trying to talk." He growled. The man stabbed Angel in the shoulder. He looked down at it, then back at the mans face. "Ouch..." He replied. The mugger pulled the knife out. "You've got 10 seconds, then i eat you." Angel said, the man then set off at a run. He then turned back to Buffy. "Seriously, OWWW!" He then turned the key. "This conversation isn't over." He said as the 7 liter V8 engine roared to life.
@IceHeart My big question is, what about characters that started as Independant comics, but were absorbed into one of the big 2, like Watchmen or Conan the Barbarian? Also, with characters that have had such an immense and widespread usage that have been in Marvel/DC, (examples: King Arthur, Hercules, Count Dracula, etc.) Would we be able to use any iteration of that character? Or would we be limited to any iteration that wasn't from the big two?
The third big question is what i like to call the "Rights Nightmares" like Rom the SpaceKnight, where he is an independent character, created and owned by Hasbro, but literally all of his backstory, side-cast, expanded universe stuff is created and owned by Marvel. Or Transformers, where a number of their characters and stories were created by Marvel, despite Transformers and all of its main cast belonging to Hasbro.
@Shoddy McCoy On one hand, I said I want to stick to Final Fantasy... On the other hand, I do actually love the silliness of your profile, also, I am a sucker for frog-men characters...
@Shoddy McCoy Sorry, but with the absolute immense plethora of characters, worlds and stuff available, the answer is no to original characters and worlds. And ues, D-Links do need to be Disney/Square characters, because otherwise, it's not really Kingdom Hearts, is it?
Also, his Key does need to manifest in order to be used. There's nothing to stop him from using hand-to-hand speciality, like if it forms as a big-ass gauntlet or a knuckleduster or something. Also, do remember that Keyblades take form as a single item, so no dual-weilding until you have formed a second D-Link and got your second weapon.
With the confusion of the impending destruction of Alderaan, Sonia had decided to stay down with Lord Bail. She was a fair fighter, but she was a brilliant organizer and strategist. Organizing schedules and getting people martialed into evacuation procedures was something that her mother had been quite good at, managing to keep a guerilla movement off of the radar for years, it was something that she was very insistent on teaching her daughter. Egg Carrier was making best speed, but it would take them a few hours.
K'Tari, on the otherhand, had gone up to the Glasgow. She was going for the simple fact that she was one of the only one of them that had actually boarded an Assimilator previously. As she saw the rest of the teams suiting up, she looked down at her own bare form and realized that, she was probably under-equipped for this kind of boarding action. Making her way to the Glasgow's armoury, she passed several people running around, getting prepared for the boarding action. She arrived at the armoury and saw several teams kitting up. Closing her eyes, she reached out with her thoughts and found the Quartermaster among them. Approaching the woman she stared around. "These are some nice things you have here." She said. "After reading your report, i noticed that there were species of all different shapes and sizes of your world, i don't suppose you have something in my size that i can borrow?" She asked. The Quartermaster turned around and looked around before looking the echidna up and down. She then shook her head, unable to believe that some of their allies looked like something out of a saturday morning cartoon.
"I'm..." She looked at her datapad, before quickly sizing her up. "Not in the time alotted, I might be able to rig SOMETHING given a few hours, maybe a modified suit based off of the ones used by the Volus. Sadly a copy right now would be a little... Wide around the waist." The Quartermaster replied.
"I understand." T'Kari bowed. "I was rather interested, specifically because of your "Biotics" as you called them in the report. Sounds very similar to the magics i use, but most powered armours that i have used in the past have inhibited my powers more than they have helped, your Biotic soldiers seem to be enhanced by the armour."
"Makes sense... Well, i'll have to talk with the captain about next time, but to be honest, i'm not sure if he'll accept. I'll put in the order anyway, i'm curious to see if these "Magics" of yours are actually Biotics or something else." She quickly tapped the pad, before looking around. "Request sent. You want a gun? I can spare one of those." She suggested.
"No, most uncivilized forms of combat." She sighed. There was a blare from the ships intercomm, indicating that they should gather. She rushed through the ship, dodging crewmembers as she met with the other. She saw all of the teams making last second weapons checks. She was alone among Overlanders. She gulped a little. She knew that there was no ill intent from these ones, but... Old habits die hard. As they were finally teleported, she was familiar with how this worked, seeing how she had experienced Chaos Control. As they rematerialized, T'Kari saw a Kull trooper raise his arms and try to open fire with its wrist weapons. She instinctively raised her arms and shouted something in a long dead language as she thrusted her other arm out. The black armoured creature found itself picked up, slammed into the ceiling, then the floor, then the ceiling again, then the floor again, before throwing it into the one that Shepard had just tagged. The two of them getting dematerialized together. She then dived into cover, and poked her head up to see the Kull Warrriors and enemy Clones blasting them. She ducked her head back down, before placing a palm on the ground and beginning to chant. As she did so, a green energy field appeared around the immediate beam-in site. The bolts of the wrist-weapons bouncing off of the green field. "WHATEVER YOU'RE GOING TO DO, DO IT FAST!" She called as he eyes glowed green. These Kull weapons were more than she was used to holding off.
Kalak watched the others agree to the... Well, rather different idea to stop the Heartless, on the proviso that none of the Princess' were harmed or forced. "Well, obviously. How the hell do we create Paradise with murder?" He asked. "I ain't no Heartless. And Master Xehanort agree's with that, obviously." He replied. Xehanort looked down, before looking up and smiling.
"Obviously." He caught another drink as it slid across the bar into his hand. Kalak stared at him.
"Well, i don't need anymore convincing." Kalak said. "We don't do this, it's just gonna keep being a fight that our kids and their kids and their kids' kids are gonna have to do." Xehanort raised his glass in response. Xehanort then reached inside of his coat pocket and pulled out what looked like a book.
"This is a journal i have kept for a considerable amount of time, it has information on the many worlds of the multiverse." He said, putting it on the table and sliding it over to Kalak, who picked up the book and opened it. He started to read it... Very... Very... Slowly...
"Yeah, this is a slog, anyone else want a go?" He asked, holding it up. Xehanort got up and finished his drink, before sliding it back to Tapper.
"I do not promise that this will end well. I do not promise that this will work, but what i do promise is that there is a chance." He then heard something buzz and reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a Strange device he pressed a few buttons. "Damn..." He put the device back in his pocket. "I must go, i have matters that NEED seeing to." He grabbed the book out of Kalaks hands and put it on the table, he quickly flicked to a page. "My first suggestion would be to search this world first." He pointed to a page labeled Pays Des L'Aristochats "Last time i was there, i sensed a powerful heart. But i was unable to investigate thoroughly due to more pressing matters. You should try there first. In the meantime, i must leave you." He said, before his armour appeared around him. He stepped onto a glider that appeared. He straddled it "Good luck" He said, before it disappearing in a flash of light.
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