Sep

Star Wars - Multiverse Invasion

We don't really need anyone else and I've got the day off tomorrow so will work on OOC then. What's everyone thinking?

Star Wars - Multiverse Invasion

There are powers throughout the Universe that even make the mightiest of beings quiver in fear. When a group of Replicators (Nanite based machines that have the sole purpose to consume technology and materials to grow their number), under the command of a Human Form called Sixth manages to break through the barrier between multiverses it finds a planet full of technology and resources at the centre of an advanced galaxy. It finds Coruscant.

The Jedi and the Clones fight valiantly but are unable to defeat the Replicators who continue to spread across the planet, wiping out any organic beings in their path as they continue on their conquest. Millions are dead, millions more are trapped as the majority of the Republic fleet sits in orbit preventing any vessel from leaving. Trying to prevent the spread of the technological menace.

Daniel Jackson, the ascended Human from Earth in the universe Sixth originated caught Sixth leaving their own universe and has went on a quest to recruit various ships and peoples from across the multiverse to come together to try and rid the Star Wars Galaxy of this menace.

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TL;DR. Story driven in that the Replicators have invaded the Star Wars Galaxy. An Ascended being known as Daniel has brought together a group of vessels from across the multiverse in order to combat them, and try to protect the Star Wars galaxy.

It's similar to other Roleplays of this type that I've done with one major exception. Our characters know exactly what is going on, where they are and why they're there. They know they will be returned home, at the time they left, once the job is done.

Anyone interested?

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What about the Hyoe-Women and the Hype-Children?

@Lord Wraith

All the Hype-people

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Sep a Hype-Man.

@Lord Wraith

My character is going to try to make Hype-Man slang for Hyper-Human.

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Hype

Commencement: A Farewell to P.R.C.U. [COMPLETE]

Hype

Star Wars Chapter 0: KNIGHTFALL

Star Wars Chapter 0: KNIGHTFALL

'Endurance' Mess Hall // Hyperspace // Imperial Territory

In one hand, Rae held a datapad. Still pouring over the data on the TIE defender. It was a logical next step in the TIE Program, faster than a standard TIE. More heavily armoured, shielded, and weaponised. It was a flying tank. It far exceeded anything that the Separatists could throw at them. In her other hand was some form of sandwich, the droid that dispensed the food had informed here it was some form of nerf dish. She could almost swear it was bantha though. She didn't look up as she heard a clatter of two trays as FO.Jahrand Linsken and FO.Marfin Jersco sat themselves down. Eleven and Twelve.

"You still studying Fussy?" Rae looked up and scowled at Linsken. The Empire didn't use traditional callsigns that came from nicknames given by other pilots. That didn't stop the pilots from coming up with nicknames for each other, and this one had followed her since her time at the academy. She still wasn't entirely sure how it had got onto the Endurance, but had learned that to fight it was to already lose.

"Just making sure I'm ready for next time."

"You sure you're ready for round three?" The voice came from over her head, as they were soon joined by Anders, more affectionately known to Two-Ten flight as 'Control'. He was their tactical officers. While the Republic in its heyday had relied on astrmomechs aboard ship, the Empire instead preferred the human element.

"I've got the highest kill count so far, don't I?" She flashed a sneer at the Lieutenant, though it didn't travel to her eyes, which instead stayed warm.

"Careful Anders, she's still in attack mode."

Putting down her holopad as Anders sat down to join them. "I wouldn't harm our Tactical Officer-"

He opened his mouth as if to speak, though before he could Rae interrupted him. "-it is way to time consuming to break another one in."

Linksken slapped him on the back as he laughed. "See. Doesn't she just make you feel appreciated?"

"Completely."

"He's also a valuable source of intel."

"Talking about that..."

Anders shrugged. "I have no more idea where we're going than any of you do." Rae waved her hand.

"I don't believe that for a second. Surely you took a peek at the hyperspace co-ordinates being relayed to the Defenders."

He reached over and tapped the top of Raes datapad.

"You need to work on your reading. The Defenders have fully fledged Nav-Computers. They don't need co-ordinates relayed to them."

"Boo."

Rae mulled it over. "Well. Something is going on."

Jersco nodded. "Running silent for training missions, then called away during an exercise?"

Linksken chimed in. "Not to mention that our new-toys are flying point. We're either going somewhere to make a statement, or an Imperial site."

"I'd guess a blacksite."

Rae turned to Anders and arched an eyebrow, he merely shrugged his shoulders. "If I was a betting man."

Rae mulled it over for a second before nodding. "True enough, if we were flying to combat you'd be in non-stop briefings-" Picking up on her train of thought, Anders chimed in.

"-and if we were going anywhere in public the Defenders wouldn't be flying point. Since right now they're clearly in development."

"Oh look at you two-" Jersco hadn't even finished before the daggers stared at him by two superior officers quickly shut him down.

Linksken, to his comrades rescue picked up his cup. "A toast then, to secret operations!

Absolute Comics Presents - What If? [A DC & Marvel One Universe RP]

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I might shift that blue slightly lighter in shade whenI get some time then.

@Hound55

Nah its fine my man.

No Wraith allowed

'DOWNTOWN' // CENTRAL CITY

Iris ran the length of the city on foot and was still there before the bomb squad had arrived. She squeezed herself through the first cordon, past the on-lookers stood with their phones out. There would always be fools who tried to get a chance of glory, at risk to themselves. Running up to the police cordon she came to a stop near a group of officers who stood with a bunch of laptops and cellphones. The wind rushed as she stopped scattering their papers everywhere, they turned to her with a mix of annoyance and surprise. She put her hands on her waist, twisting herself slightly in an attempt to look heroic. Instantly regretting the decision she rubbed her hands together awkwardly.

"What's the situation-?"

"Who the-"

"Hey you're that one that fought that Condiment King!"

Iris blush matched that of the red in her costume. "Yup, that's me. Your friendly local superhero." She coughed clearing her throat. This wasn't going very well. It wasn't going badly, but it wasn't going well.

"Well, there's a bomb down the street there Miss uh-?"

"Flash, call me the Flash."

"Really?"

Iris waved off the remark. "Just go with it, so the bomb?"

"Yes, uh. It was called in anonymously about ten minutes ago. The timer still has thirty minutes on it, we're just waiting for the bomb squad to arrive."

Iris looked around the area. While there were some civilians nearby, most of them had likely been drawn in by the police activity in the area. This part of the city didn't typically see much action, especially at this time of the day. The bomb was in the middle of an intersection, easily seen. Easily detected. Not only that it had been called in, anonymously. Everything she had picked up from her father's years of experience taught her one thing. This was a trap.

But is the trap for me or someone else? She had been using her speed to help for a few weeks, but only recently donning the costume and helping in a very public 'superhero' kind of way. That can't have gained that much attention yet?

Iris nodded to the officers. "Okay I'm going to take a look-"

"Not without me you're not." Iris and the officers turned around as a small blonde woman wearing civvies approached, the only thing identifying her as a member of the police was a badge at her waist. She pulled out her ID and opened it up to show Iris, and the other officers present. "Patty Spivot, CCPD Crime lab.

Iris raised an eyebrow, her father and Barry had told her there was someone new in the crime lab, but nothing more than that.

"And why would I take you for a look?"

"Do you know how to disable a bomb?" Iris didn't respond, merely shifting her weight nervously. "That is what I thought." Rolling her eyes, Iris grabbed Patty and within half the blink of an eye, they were at the bomb behind the cordon. Several cylinders were tied together with wires, nuts and bolts. In the centre of the configuration was a Lex 5 Series, the latest smartphone on the market. The timer counting working its way down slowly.

"Got anything Miss Spivo-" The phone's screen turned to a camera, flashing saving their likeness.

They both flinched as the phone buzzed and a notification came through on the screen of the phone.

Run.

The timer re-appeared on the screen. Five Seconds. Their eyes went wide. "Badllaaannnnddddddssssss." Iris hadn't even noticed before that there were two attachments on the bomb near the phone. Grimacing she picked up the bomb, and headed south towards the badlands. A barren stretch of land between the city and the mountains.

Digging deep she ran. 4. Over cars, around people. Pushing herself as hard as possible, digging deeper. 3. The wind rushing passed her. 2. As she left the city, and got onto the dirt. A cloud of dust shot up behind her, she came to a stop and dropped the bomb. 1. Turning around and running in the opposite direction she was glad for the goggles that were built into the outfit, she couldn't see anything. She just focused on trying to go in a straight line, there was no telling how big a yield the bomb was going to have. She stopped, skidding slightly on the loose surface as she turned and looked back at the very unexploded bomb.

Approaching it cautiously, the timer on the screen had been replaced by another message.

"Thankyou for your participation."