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Bleach: Endless Abyss (Open)

@GanryuWhat are ya, a yoyo? :P

Bleach: Endless Abyss (Open)

@ProProI mean, I didn't think Kenshin can break through Dangai just by himself... So, throw something up and I'll finish it.

@KillBox

Oh, I'm not saying that Kenshin takes the whole thing on his own, quite the opposite. I'm saying that I already reacted to his signal and unleashed the power of Unagi's hands upon the wall. So posting again, I'd have nothing to say except for... Exactly what I already did.

The Three Realms War [A DMC, Bayonetta and Darksiders RP]

Akoni's eyes narrowed in anger. Lammasu responded by growing the blades on its knuckles, and Akoni forced himself back under control. The gauntlet devil arm reverted to its standard form. Thinking rationally, he needed to make sure that the team was in a better position to battle this creature. The darkness behind Sevrin was unnerving, while they were all grouped together. One slash from the legendary Yamato and... Best not to think about that. Keep it talking. Stall until the team can position itself better. Encourage it to let slip something useful. "You answered my question to the letter without honoring the spirit of its meaning," the old mage responded, his tone now as calm as a man asking for a spot of tea. "Why don't you tell us your real identity, since all pretenses have been dropped? And really, what can you possibly gain from bringing about Armageddon? Humanity has proven too strong for Hell to subjugate in the past, and the destruction of the seals means also contending with the Army of Light, the Hierarchy of Laguna, and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Queen Shiba is no saint, but she respects the balance, and I doubt even Mundus himself would wish to fight that many enemies all at once."

As Akoni spoke, he cast two simple and innocuous spells. The first was another torchlight, which he sent whirling behind the possessed Sevrin. Once there, it would split into multiple sources of light, hopefully illuminating the secret chamber behind their enemy. As for his second spell, a normal Identification only would reveal to Akoni the name of the shell, Sevrin. He had to go deeper. Calling upon a stronger version of the cantrip, Akoni's mind attempted to reach passed the mortal shell of Sevrin, into the demonic soul within. Name. Name. What is... Your name?

Bleach: Endless Abyss (Open)

*Eats the project...*

@KillBox

You sure you need me to make a post right now? My last one already said that Unagi struck when given the signal. Figured you'd go all the way through the post and lead us where we were going.

*Eats the Abigail*

@KabenSaal

Kinky.

Gotham City: Shadow of the Bat

@Ruby@Jinny Nightwing post has finally been edited. Also, nothing has been mentioned on the Constantine CS I left here, so...

And Constantine is ready. :)

With Apologies to my British Peers for Any Poor Representation of Culture/Language

Mictlantecuhtli: You forget yourself. I am no upstart demon, scrabbling in the dirt of the human soul. I am Mictlantecuhtli. I am a god.
John: Great stuff. I'm John — and I'm a bastard.

Age: Late 30s and still lookin’ good, luv
Alias: Who needs a bloody alias?
Appearance: Standing at exactly six feet, blond hair and blue eyes, John Constantine is a Nazi’s Aryan dream. Or at least he would be, if his appearance wasn’t so disheveled and unkempt. He has an average build, with a permanent 5 o’clock shadow. His hair is kept short, but messy, and his eyes always have a look of rebellious contempt no matter to whom he may he speaking. He’s always seen wearing a plain brown trenchcoat, usually with a cigarette between his lips.
Skills/Abilities:

• Brawler - Constantine isn’t a master hand to hand combatant, but he’s knocked over more than his fair share of sods in the pub. Rather than any form of martial arts, he’s more of a brawler and an opportunist, and he’s not afraid to fight as dirty as is needed. After all, he cares about winning, and the quickest, easiest way to win is to cheat.
• Prestidigitation - In addition to his real occult powers, Constantine is well versed in sleight of hand and stage show theatrics. In fact, he’s more likely to fall back on his natural trickery than real magic.
• Manipulation - Without question Constantine’s greatest asset does not lie in his spells, or fighting, or ancient demonic pacts, but with his natural cunning. Above all else, John Constantine is a conman, and a damn good one, able to outmaneuver and trick angels and demons.He once tricked multiple demons into buying his soul, effectively rendering him immortal as they had no way to sort out the problem of where exactly his soul would go (though that problem has since been rectified, so his immortality is no longer an issue). Somehow he gets his “friends” to continue working with him, even when they’ve sworn him off.
• Occultist - John Constantine is a practitioner of many magics from many cultures. He doesn’t have the most powerful spells in the world, but few can match the sheer variety that Constantine can offer in minor cantrips. He’s quite skilled in black magic curses, though, and has been known to inflict anything from herpes to rotting flesh on his victims, if they piss him off.
• Demon Summoning - The most potent and powerful of John Constantine’s magics is the ability to summon and bind demons to his service. He’s got the summon part down pat. It’s the bind portion that he’s got problems with. Since he has no way to actually control them, summoning a demon is pretty much the single last resort, and only in dire situations with consequences that stretch far beyond his own influence.
• Musical Talent - Constantine has a history of punk rock. His band was pretty terrible. Doesn’t mean he isn’t knowledgeable about music.

Weaknesses:

• Doom Magnet - In a world with Etrigan the Demon, Doctor Fate, Morgan le Fey, Zatanna, and Klarion the Witch Boy, Constantine is associated with the most fearful reputation of all, despite his powers not being remotely within the same league as any of the above. How is this possible? It is almost as though fate itself conspires to doom everyone around him, for anyone that associates with Constantine either dies a horrifying death, or finds themselves suffering a fate even worse than dying.
• Rebel without a cause - Constantine is not a pleasant individual. In fact, one might call him a total jerk. Needless to say, this doesn’t make him very many friends, and he needlessly antagonizes people around him, especially authority figures.
• Addiction - John Constantine is a heavy drinker and smoker. He’s never seen without one of his trademark Silk Cut cigarettes. It’s done wonders for his health.
• Crosses the line - When Constantine decides that something need be done, he makes sure that it gets done. No matter the cost. While he normally is “on the side of the angels,” he’s far from their sense of morality. He habitually lies to everyone, including his closest friends, even when it’s not necessary. No sacrifice is too great.

History: "I'm the one who steps from the shadows, all trenchcoat and cigarettes and arrogance, ready to deal with the madness. Oh, I've got it all sewn up. I can save you. If it takes the last drop of your blood, I'll drive your demons away. I'll kick them in the bollocks and spit on them when they're down and then I'll be gone back into darkness, leaving only a nod and a wink and a wisecrack. I walk my path alone... who would walk with me?"

John Constantine was born in Liverpool, England to Thomas and Mary Ann Constantine, younger brother of Cheryl. John was a twin, but Thomas did not want any more children, and so he forced his wife to commit abortion using a coat hanger. John’s twin died, but John successfully made it through, a true survivor from the beginning. Sadly, Mary Ann died during birth as a result of complications from her botched abortion. Old, bitter, and angry, Thomas blamed young John for the death of his wife. A drunken lout, he took to verbally and physically abusing his young son. Raised primarily by his older sister in such a toxic environment, John pretty quickly became a punk. He quickly took to his skills as a silver tongued little devil, developing the necessary traits of a conman.

Learning sleight of hand and other stage magician tricks was just another means to being a better street ruffian, but this path extended farther than he ever knew he’d get to go. From a young age, John Constantine began to learn real magic. The prospect fascinated him, but he never devoted himself to any single art, instead picking up different tricks here and there, dabbling like calling forth the spirits of the damned was some sort of hobby. Constantine focused the majority of his time on his punk rock band, Mucous Membrane, with his closest friends at the time. They too took to the magical arts, but they lacked restraint. They all lacked discipline, and soon suffered for it. After a botched spell, Veronica Delacroix lost her ties to the mortal world and faded. Distraught, John traveled to America.

In his travels Constantine learned from some of the greatest magicians and sorcerers around, but never stayed in one place long enough to really master anything. It was during this time that he had a romance with Zatanna, daughter of Zatarra, two of the most powerful magicians of the time. He instantly fell in love with the woman, and still does to this day, but like all good things in the life of a Constantine it just wasn’t meant to last. John always felt that she was too good for a bitter sod like him. She was distressed that his activities resulted in her father burning alive before their eyes. One might say the split up was decided to be mutually beneficial.

Regardless, Constantine has since been a detective of the occult, champion of the oppressed, and master of the dark arts (“I should really change my business cards to ‘petty dabbler’”). While he primarily operates throughout England, his travels take him anywhere a demon needs a good kick in the bollocks, or a snide cultist could do with a right arse kicking. Unfortunately when you wage war on the people that own the world, there tends to be a lot of collateral damage, and now that war has taken him to Gotham City where he has tracked a demonic cult intent on summoning horrors beyond mortal imagining.

@ProPro

STAR WARS: Bounty Hunters [Closed down]

After a short jaunt through hyperspace, the Phantom Seeker emerged into normal space within the atmosphere of Corellia. Not above the atmosphere, but within it. Incredibly dangerous and risky to be sure, but nothing that couldn't be handled by Bodaan. Within only a couple minutes he and his crew were looking over the blurred images of the capitol, Coronet. There was no time for sightseeing, it all passed by too fast until Bodaan parked his ship in port.

The rodian signaled for each of his three flunkies to follow, and they did. Once the necessary fees and registrations were taken care of (as well as paying off law enforcement to look the other way for reckless endangerment and speeding in occupied airspace), he lead his men, two human males and a female weequay, out into the open. "There are five acquisitions," Bodaan began instructing. "Jana, investigate the slums, ghettos, and other non-human living areas for any sign of the twi'lek and sullustan. Carth, look into the wealthy and high rise areas for the human woman. Luke, you're with me. We're going to local law enforcement to find any information we can on the acquisition's existing criminal records."

"Yes sir," the each said rather plainly. The weequay went off to alien districts, one of the human men took to the wealthy, and the other walked alongside Bodaan, acting as his personal protection. Luke was a large, strong man with an electrostaff. Basically he was there to do anything Bodaan couldn't.

Bleach: Endless Abyss (Open)

Listening to his lieutenant, Unagi nodded with a smile. "You are certainly welcome to all the alcohol in my personal stores. If you're the acting captain, you get the perks. That's only fair, isn't it? Oh, and make certain that tonight's article is printed on time, please."

He was about to comment on Kenshin's statement of the newer generation's lack of manners, but almost as if fate stepped in, lieutenant Kimashi and 3rd seat Suisho decided to goad one another on. Thankfully Kenshin was right on top of disciplining his soldier, so he got right on top of doing the same. "Now now first mate, it's rude to needlessly antagonize our comrades in arms, isn't it? You're more than welcome to express yourself to me in any manner you like, but I'd rather you not piss off the other divisions, yeah?"

Then he turned to Reiki and spoke to her, "He is staying behind because this is not official Gotei business, but of a personal nature to Ken-san. My lieutenant has no ties to Ken-san, but he is my oldest and dearest friend." The captain's eyes narrowed upon the third seat as small waves of his legendary reiatsu escaped in the form of small tentacles barely an inch out from his eyes. "And I am trusting him to police and protect all of Seireitei. That's a marvelous responsibility, wouldn't you agree?"

Without waiting for her response, Unagi turned instead to follow Kenshin. The Kenpachi opened up a senkaimon and explained that they would actually be traveling someplace not of Soul Society or the human world, but completely different. What's more, to do so they would be blowing a hole in the Dangai itself. Unagi wasn't sure what to think of that at first. He was one of the oldest active captains, yet he hadn't heard of such a thing. Then his natural urge to explore kicked in and he tossed rational thinking out the window in favor of pure excitement. Naturally I am still the best hakuda user in all of Soul Society," he replied, stepping through the senkaimon.

Whereas Rei's reiatsu platform was small and rough, and Kenshin's was solid but inexessive, the platform that formed for Unagi was both solid, and giant. It spread out several meters, and at first threatened the platforms his comrades had created, but it melded with them to form one single large surface for them all to stand upon.

Unagi took a stance, brushing his nose with a thumb and running a hand along his eyepatch, then readied himself. He held his hands outward with open palms. Once his friend gave the word, Unagi thrust forward with tremendous force, sending pure shockwaves of energy outward from his open palms as they collided with the wall.

@AbigailTenshi@KillBox@LokiLeo789

Power Rangers Strike Force!

I will be updating sometime today or tomorrow and finally get things rolling. Since @alexfangtalon has been online consistently but has not addressed my question posited 3 days ago, if he does not either post or give a reason as to why he can be online but not post, then he shall be booted. Deadline for this is the end of Saturday.

STAR WARS: Bounty Hunters [Closed down]

Bodaan listened intently as the admiral answered the inquiries posited by his fellow bounty hunters. As far as he could tell, the admiral gave good reasoning. Even if he hadn't and Bodaan still thought the story to be full of holes, it's not like he would care. The Imperials could merely have told the group that they just didn't like these people's faces and Bodaan would be as accepting. So long as the glory is there and he can get his thrill, that's all that matters. Even the credits weren't of any real concern. It's not like the rodian wasn't already well off. Championship races paid a lot more than most bounties, after all.

Once the admiral dismissed them, Bodaan stood up without pause and turned to leave, but stopped when the admiral addressed them one final time, telling them that 1,000 credits have already been forwarded to the bounty hunters. Fair enough. With that final message in mind, Bodaan strode out of the conference room, surrounded by the others, and headed straight for the Phantom Seeker.

"What's the word, boss?" asked one of the ship's crewman as Bodaan reboarded his pride.

"Corellia. Multiple high profile targets. Multiple hunters in competition." The rodian moved passed his hired help, sealing the ship's entry ramp, and sat in the pilot's seat. In a few seconds, they were off to Corellia.

STAR WARS: Bounty Hunters [Closed down]

@Cruallassar Dude, the last GM update was only 3 days ago. Even if we weren't working out details with one another over PM, live in different time zones, and have vastly different schedules, that's still not a very long period of time. Patience, young padawan.