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Endless Worlds: Scarlet Fragments

I'll try get something done today, but I am fairly busy. However, I think I might be bale to sneak a post in somewhere

Endless Worlds: Scarlet Fragments

Dead Cruiser said
Those that haven't posted in a while (i.e. basically everyone) should probably do so.

Still here I think

Crossover City(OOC)

Blitzwing continued his rather random dance, until his head swiveled again. He was now in his "Icy" blue faced mode, and he reached down into one of his storage compartments on his waist. He pulled out what looked like to be a massive book, at least for a human. It was just the right size as a small pocket book for a 40 foot cybertronian. The book was labeled 'Important stuff', and inside was a list of names and faces. They were all the known council members that he had been charged with protecting. "Interesting, it seems zat she vas one of zem." He said, looking at a picture of the girl he nearly crushed. "No matter, vat's done is done" He then continued down the street towards the direction he had been previously headed.

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(Meanwhile, with Starscream)

The self-proclaimed leader of the Decepticons had been quite busy. After remodeling the facility to create Energon, he had encountered a few problems. Notably, the pathetic humans had gotten reinforcements. Now it wasn't too much of a threat, except they had gotten better arms. A couple of times he had to aim use a few cluster bombs at a armored vehicle or two. They exploded in a spectacular fashion, a direct result of his superior armament. "Pathetic humans, never learn" he said to no one in particular as he waited for his Energon to be ready.

A few minutes later and it was done. He had a good 4 cube of glowing pinkish colored Energon ready to be used. Picking them up, he transformed into his jet form, and they were automatically stored as he did so. His engines roared to life as he took off into the sky. However, he wasn't done yet. After flying for a good distance, he turned back until he faced the facility head on. Once he was level he launched a pair of missiles right at the facility, each one targeting a particularly explosive part of the refinery. Banking off, he managed to avoid the massive explosion that ultimately would spell the end of the facility. Numerous guards, technicians and emergency responders would be killed by the blast, and it would no doubt would burn for quite a while before being put out. As he left, he let out a villainous laugh. "No one is a match for the speed and power of Starscream" he taunted the humans as he left. If he couldn't use the facility, then no one could!

Godmode

Name: Quintus
Titles: Q (Nickname he likes his close friends to call him)
True name: Quintessa Maximo
Inspiration: A daydreamer and a scientist/inventor

Appearance

Symbols

Symbol

Seal

Signature

Portfolio: Imagination sub-domain
Alignment: True neutral
Servitars: Mechanical humanoids that he creates
Weapon: Quintus holds an object called the Emberstone, a device that allows him to breath life into anything that he creates should he see fit. He has been known to lend it to mortals to show traits that he admires in order for them to protect it while he is of doing godly things. He also owns 'The blades of time'. It is a sword that can rip a hole in reality and gain access to Quintus' workshop/laboratory.
Animal: None
Followers: Inventors, craftsmen, and daydreamers

Crossover City(OOC)

"LOUSY SCRAP METAL!?" Blitzwing shouted, bending down to look at the tiny female. "METAL IS SUPERIOR TO FLESH, ORGANIC FILS!" His head suddenly whirled around again, and he was close enough that it sent a slight breese towards the female. Now there was a completely black face, with red markings that vaguely resembled a jack-o-lantern. "But vis a few dancink lessons, you'll be light on your feet just like me! Cha cha cha!" He suddenly stood up and did a small dance in place, then laughed like a complete maniac.

The Forest(Crossover Roleplay)

Just so you all know, Dreadwing was approved by UNOwenWasMe. If he/she could confirm it, would be helpful.

The Forest(Crossover Roleplay)

Name:
Dreadwing

Age:
Unkown

Gender:
Male

Size:
Dreadwing is about 28 feet tall

Franchise:
Transformers Prime

Weapons:
- Proximity bomb
- Explosives
- Sword
- Machine gun

Personality

Dreadwing, like his brother, valued loyalty and honor. However, Dreadwing was better at keeping his temper in check most of the time. Though his loyalty to Megatron is strong, his loyalty to his brother proved stronger as Dreadwing was willing to disobey Megatron's orders. Dreadwing also shows logic towards combat situations, even letting the Autobots escape to save the Decepticon cause. Dreadwing also seems to dislike the idea of desecration.

Though he desired to kill Optimus Prime for his assistance in killing Skyquake, Dreadwing did seem to respect Optimus as a commander and soldier as he was quick to join forces with Optimus to defeat an Apex Armored Starscream in the Arctic. Dreadwing seemed to think of Optimus as a worthy foe in battle. Dreadwing even handed over the Forge of Solus Prime to Optimus which allowed Optimus to go to Cybertron and stop Megatron from cyberforming the human planet.

Dreadwing's deed helped a lot in the Autobot's victory against the Decepticons. Optimus even stated that every sentient being, including Dreadwing, has the capacity for change.

Other: Not entirely evil, but will attack Autobots and anyone else who gets in his way.

The Forest(Crossover Roleplay)

UNOwenWasMe said
AcceptedDo we have any villains?

Do you want me to make one? I have a good one that could work.

Crossover City(OOC)

Landing outside an oil refinery, Starscream looked upon the now scattering humans. Disgusting, filthy insects that ran about with their pointless and short lives. He ignored them, walking towards the storage facility that stored the oil. Although it wasn't for gaining energy. Human oil did nothing for him, as he was a Cybertronian. However, the oil could be turned into energy, which could be refined into Energon. Now Energon did do something for him, as it was the life blood of the cybertronians. It was their blood, currency, food, and also weapon.

Now, being a jet, he couldn't carry too much, so he'd have to carry out the procedure here. Luckily for him, the oil facility had more than enough supplies to refine Energon, and all he needed was the time to do it. However, time wasn't quite something he had. By now, the security was starting to organize, after his rather abrupt and sudden arrival. A few guards, armed with machine guns tried to shoot him, to which he laughed. Their weapons would do no more than scratch his paint, and just barely even that. Lifting up one of his arms, he aimed his null rays at them. A purple/pink ball of light formed at the end of the weapon before arcing out and causing the guards to disappear in a fiery explosion. That got the guards to understand they were outmatched. They left him alone, probably to go call for their equally pathetic reinforcements. Turning away from the now mostly gone humans, he started walking up to the refinery. It would take a bit of work to rework it into an Energon refinery.

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Walking through the streets, Blitzwing found it quite awkward. Being 40 or so feet tall, he easily dwarfed the other people nearby. He was now a mercenary, and a criminal. Although he mainly was a soldier for hire, he also wasn't above taking whatever he wanted when he saw fit. Today, he had been hired by a business to watch over some council. The business had interest in making sure that they wouldn't be harmed, and for some reason were fearing something bad would happen. Of course, due to his notoriety among the mercenary groups as a relatively cheap and insanely effective warrior, he was very popular. For the most part, he only asked for parts and energy, specifically Energon. He would instruct them on how to create it before he took the job, and would demand a certain amount as payment.

Walking down the street, he found himself nearly stepping on a person. Looking down, his face changed. Originally it had been a long blue face, with a manacle eye. However, it whirled around as if it were a top, and was replaced by an angry red face. It was much more muscular looking, and had an equally red visor instead of a pair of optics. "STAY OUT OF ZEE VAY YOU VORSLESS BUG!" He shouted at the tiny creature he nearly squished, his accent distinctly German.. He couldn't afford to get into trouble with the law just yet, as it would get in the way of his job.

Godmode

Can I reserve chaos?