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"What is life if not a chance to make more regrets?" - YourMoonstone
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Honestly, a Trauma Center x Toyko Ghoul (with or without Code Lyoko in it) sounds like a phenomenal concept.
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Ah, well yeah in this case it would be another Plane, at least as I'm determining it here. This was written by someone who was just making their own CYOA and lore, so it probably won't fit entirely perfectly if we go into what makes each function. Especially since I don't know all of what makes the Verse he comes from run outside of minor mentions in the CYOA itself to creation energies, along with Ad and Sub Deus.

Whatever either of those last two are.

Good thing I didn't make one of his goals Amaranth then, because as far as the author of the CYOA intended, that's actual omnipotence. Like, no limit, and since it's described as a level of power beyond what a Living God currently has, I could easily see it being him ascending to that higher Scale you mentioned. At least in this case, since the author says all narratives and stories are yours in the description of it.

But uh, he ain't geared towards that, so.


Alright, sweet. No worries then.

I find it funny that the CYOA used the term "Amaranth" when one of our players made up something called "Amaranthine". It's a nice coincidence.
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They are the same thing, but using different terms. The author of that CYOA essentially intended for Verses to be their own Existences containing omniverses and such along with our own universe from what the lore they wrote says. I will point out that since Zachary has Anarchic Verses on his sheet, it naturally implies the existence of many other Verses and Existences, not all of which are necessarily similar. In Zachary's case, his Verse or Existence does not have any of the OCs or organizations from MR, merely official works like Marvel and such, along with some organizations found in the CYOA.

Essentially, his Verse is another Existence in the Outside, it's just different in terms of structure, contents, and referential terminology. That's how I intend to make it work, and honestly how it most likely would given how closely the CYOA author's lore and the lore you've made here align.

I should also note that since he's the only Living God as far as we're aware, in this roleplay anyway, that only he knows for sure out of everything in his Verse that other Existences are real. Since he's the only being from his Verse who operates at a level beyond it and all other than the Entities, who I just assume are so batshit insane they can't do anything with such knowledge. Course wanting to live a normal life means he didn't tell anyone a damn thing before he left to come to the one Myriad Reality takes place in...


So that would be what we call a "Plane" then. Yeah, I know the term is slightly confusing since it often is used in more low-level form, but basically our system is that Existence is a Plane, alongside other "Existences" that we know nothing about (bar one Plane in particular) and can't access, all of which fits on what is called a "Scale", which is like an omniverse for Planes. Then there's, theoretically, lower Scales and at least one known higher Scale, all of which can't interact with our Scale.
If all that makes sense, it sounds like the only thing to note would be that Zachary is from a different Plane that probably doesn't work off of Code, but does likely work off philotes regardless of that? Since he's in Existence he's likely been converted to Code to, well, "exist" in it. (Code being in the simplest terms the things which the states of determine bigger things. Like atoms were thought to be and sort of like DNA just with countless possible states.)
Wrote more but "Multiplayer" and "Anarchic Verses" sort of already say everything I was going to, so I'll leave it out unless you want to hear it.
Another reason I stress reading his sheet is so I don't have to explain something twice, and also so no one gets upset if he does use his powers. I've had this happen before mind, where some lazy twat doesn't read what my character can actually do and then gets pissy when I proceed to do said thing.

I really don't want a repeat of that, especially not here, so please take some time to read his sheet and then the CYOA authors lore on what a Verse is. That way you know who Zachary is as a Living God, and the scale his powers actually operate on. Like I'm not using his full might because that doesn't fit him as a character at this point in his arc, but what little he can use is still extremely broken, and I'd prefer you know that beforehand so no ones fun gets ruined.


No worries, I get that. But I have a few questions. The "Verse" explanation seems very similar to that of "Existence" as we define it here. Is your intention that they *are* the same thing, or that one exists within the other, or are you saying that the "Verse" is a different Plane, for example? I'm just trying to figure out how things will interact since the "Verse" does fundamentally differ in some ways from "Existence".
Cold, too cold, yet it is somehow comforting. Normally lucid dreams have turned to a fading slideshow of Technicolor and emotion, all of which crash against the shore of personhood like waves only to freeze solid, now a part of it, or at least an outer shell. This sedimentary buildup continued for what felt like days, sapping strength from the mind yet strengthening it at the same time. More and more of these feelings fell to the ground and buried the self, slowly crushing themselves into more compact and tight forms. The ego began to melt away only to be frozen solid once again, these new materials mixing with it. The firn built by the super-ego and the emotional turmoil was washed with a mixture of the now solid hard-shelled ego and the freezing temperature of the id, becoming what could only be called a glacier that cut its way through the landscape of the self. You are you. I am me. I am-

Crystal awoke, her eyes still shut. There was a throbbing sensation in her head and stomach, and she wished she had stayed asleep. Her muscles felt like back when she first started her martial training, sore beyond measure, though without the runner's high that she felt back then. She slowly turned her head to each side, noticing the IV inserted in her arm and the other girls resting in similar states as herself. It seemed as though Chie was trying to get up already. If she was in any state similar to what Crystal was in, that wasn't a good idea. She waited for her to realize that and to say something.

"Is... everyone feeling okay?"

"Not the greatest, no, but not the worst I've felt. I would recommend not trying to move around very much. We have no idea how intrusive the surgery was, or how our bodies will react to the Armagus..." Crystal swallowed weakly. "It seems we have a newcomer as well." was all she managed to say before her voice gave out and she closed her eyes to try to rest more, though she doubted she'd succeed.
@chrysocoma

No, it's just that I'm wondering if you're going to switch out Holydramon for Ulforce at some point or if you plan to have it go from Holydramon into Ulforce. While that's possible, I just need to know which is your plan for it.

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I did the account thing again ;-;
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Crystal gratefully took the medicine from the soldier who arrived and swallowed them immediately. She was still jittery, but just knowing that she'd be back to normal once they kicked in was enough to help her overcome most of her anxiety. Still, she was a bit embarrassed from how she was acting, and her wrist was hurting quite a lot. She looked towards the other girls and gave a slight bow of her head.

"I'm really, really sorry about worrying you all. I had to skip my meds yesterday, and obviously I left behind todays dose. I was terrified of them not having them here, and having to wait until we got to the school to take them. That combined with not having taken them yesterday was... well, you saw what it did. Thank you all so much for stopping me." She looked towards Chie specifically. "And thank you very much for getting the medicine and asking them to open the mess hall." She bowed her head further for a moment before straightening back up.

"I'll be okay. We can go eat whenever you girls are ready."
Crystal stopped as Rivka moved in front of her. Her breathing was erratic and quick, her eyes glanced at the door as she considered busting through it. Just as soon as the thought hit she felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped slightly, but the words the other girls spoke got to her. They were right. It was foolish to put herself in danger if there was a way not to. There was no reason to go to the furthest lengths when there might still be an easier way. She tried her best to calm her breathing, but it was difficult. She carefully stepped back and started back towards the bed.

"You're right." she said as she sat back down and breathed out heavily, trying to cope. "You're right. Hopefully they'll have a decent stock of medicine here, but what if they don't? I..." she shook her head. No. She was supposed to be stronger than that. She'd learned coping mechanisms, and when she needed them she simply forgot them? She clenched her fist. Unacceptable. She closed her eyes and tried to take deep breaths. "I don't know if they'll be able to requisition what I need if they don't have it on base. But I have to hope they can, right?" She wasn't over the panic attack, really, but she was slowly regaining control of herself. She looked down at her wrist and winced. That was going to hurt later. She'd just have to hope things worked out.

"Sorry to worry you all like that." she managed to say, smiling somewhat grimly. She paused a moment with her eyes closed before continuing. Reaching into her pocket she brought out a tiny notepad and the very last part of a pencil, opening her eyes and writing down the names of her two medications. "If it's not to much to ask, could one of you find someone and ask them if they can get these?" She caught her breathing getting worse again and tried to calm it. "And some food for Rivka, and anyone else who's hungry, of course." She smiled again, slightly more genuine this time.
Crystal reached into her pocket, deftly pulled out a single stick of watermelon gum, and threw it at Selma. "...Gum. That's what I'll miss. Mixed Berry is hard to come by outside of Bellanum, so I always had to special order it, and I doubt they'll have the right kind near the school. Probably won't have the other best kinds, either."

She turned to Chie. "But you'll be back. Someday. Strong enough to protect him. That should be worth it." She opened her mouth to say something more but froze. "Oh... Oh shit..." The girl glanced around nervously, suddenly changing subjects. "How long do you think it'll be before we get to the school, or at least near a pharmacy? Who am I kidding, it'll take at least until we get there and then... a day or two? Shit. Shit!"

Her medicine hadn't even worn off yet and she was already on the verge of a panic attack just thinking about it. All pain in her arm and elsewhere was entirely forgotten in favor of overwhelming anxiety. What if she wasn't able to get her meds in time? She left them behind in her luggage, what were the chances that she could get them on time to take them? Nil, as far as she could figure. What if she got to the school and was such a wreck that they rejected her? She wouldn't be able to handle that, she'd probably... No, no. It would be okay. They accepted her knowing her problems, it wouldn't make sense to reject her once she got there just because of external circumstances preventing her from being on top of things. Still, the idea terrified her. The thoughts wouldn't go away. They'd kick her out, she'd be the biggest failure her family had ever had, her uncle would lose political sway and public support having a failure for a niece, she'd end up being a NEET, living off her family like a leech, going on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on until she had a panic attack so big it killed her, and then she'd be remembered as the most pathetic would-be Ars Magi of all time, she'd be famous, no, infamous, forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and her family would never live it down and they'd lose so much clout that they'd be shunned from society and her uncle would disown them and they'd end up on the streets for generations and considered horrible because of the fact that their genes were similar to those that created such a failure as her, leaving them to die out and be removed from the gene pool resulting in a true death for them all because of her and her fucking luck and dumbass bullshit to not grab her luggage with her medicine or at least to die in battle against the Nox to save the others because then she'd at least be a hero but no she had to turn tail and run and now everything was going to fall apart and she was hyperventilating and her pupils were dilated she could feel it and she was going to get kicked out and she was going to end up dying alone as a failure the likes of which had never been seen and she was bleeding she was bleeding her nails were dug into her wrist she was bleeding and she saw it and she didn't even feel it and she was bleeding and she was going to get rejected and she was going to ruin her life and her muscles were tensing so hard that her wound reopened slightly and she was bleeding and she was scared and she was watching her whole life fall apart before her eyes and she was going to be a failure and she needed her fucking meds she was going back for them now!

Crystal stood up shakily, prying her right hand from her left wrist, revealing five bleeding marks if anyone happened to look at it, blood running down her left hand and from her fingernails on her right hand. She put her good hand on her head and started slowly walking towards the door. It seemed that her medicine was wearing off. She didn't take her dose for today yet and, in order to ensure she had a dose for today, had skipped yesterday's pills. She was on the last two days of her prescription and the damn pharmacist wouldn't give her and extra two days worth of pills, only calling ahead to the school to make certain they had them available. They did, but that didn't help her now. She reached the door, started to open it and prepared to bolt out as fast as she could until she reached the underpass they had been accosted in.
Hello, I'd like to express my interest :) I tried the discord invite link from the interest check but it's expired. I like to at least lurk while I work on a sheet if possible, so I would be grateful to get a working invite!


Of course! Thanks for the interest, here's the discord: discord.gg/sNfTz2bx

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Whelp just exposed my alt account lol.
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