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The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

DIO

@ZAVAZggg

This caught DIO's interest. The vampired raised an eyebrow and uncrossed his legs, leaning forward with a keen smile. "Dracula? The one and only? Fascinating. I did not realise I was in such esteemed company. Unless of course, it is simply a moniker you adopted to intimidate your foes." He leaned back, skeptical but still intrigued.

"But who am I to question anything? In this vast and unfathomable universe, the possibilites are endless. The only way to learn is to explore and ask questions. This is why I seek all knowledge, which is another reason I, DIO, have invited you into my home besides it being proper etiquette." DIO took a brief sip of his wine before continuing.

"How long have you lived, Dracula? No doubt a long time. If you truly are the one and only Dracula then I am sure my lifetime of one century pales in comparison to your medieval origin. Forgive my skepticism. In my world, you, Dracula, are merely a fictional story written by a man named Bram Stoker, loosely inspired on a long dead warlord named Vlad the Impaler. Vampires existed a long time in human folk lore, and I assumed they were merely stories until I myself found the means of becoming one."

Eltariel

@Lmpkio

Eltariel watched as the mad dark warlord took on the incredible beast. She wouldn't dream of doing such a thing. The massive lizard was far larger than any Graug or Cave Troll she had ever seen. Was this a natural predator of these lands? Or had it too been drawn unwillingly into the Crossroads?

It did not take long for the creature to defeat the man who had mortally wounded her. As he seemed to want to leap directly into it's mouth it revealed the ability to spew some kind of energy from it's mouth that the elf could feel the heat from here. Eltariel watched as he wisely fled into the forest, assumably leaving the elf to her fate at the teeth and claws of this gigantic creature. But the elf was filled with hope. Regaining her composure, the assault on her Tower had been interrupted. The only danger to it now was the dragon-beast accidentally swiping it with it's tail, but the Tower was resilient to blunt force trama. It would take the beast effort to destroy the inert structure- and why would it? Most likely it would just leave it alone, right? Eltariel wasn't done yet. She actually laughed, the spike of hope surging through her body before she gasped and fell onto her back once more.

Then the thing roared. Eltariel covered her ears and grimaced. She hardly noticed it was over, her ears were ringing so loud. Opening her eyes she startled at the sight of creature spotting her. Well, so be it. She'd been eaten by things before. Not the worst way to die. As long as she got to come back...she could actually do this. The 100 tokens, despite being down to one, were not out of her grasp. If she could just collect them and return to Middle-Earth she could accomplish her goals.

Eltariel still had a hand on her lower abdomen, her wounds undoubtedly fatal. The creature approached and merely began to sniff the area inquisitively. She sucked in a breathe and spoke. Why not, right? It may even be able to understand her. The creature was certainly large enough to have a brain that could store intelligence within. Really she had no reason to assume it was a dumb predator other than the fact that most creatures on her homeworld were.

"You...s-saved my Tower. Th-thank...you." She managed, body trembling. Her face was pale and her eyes were gaunt and baggy. Very obviously someone in the throes of death, though she faced them with remarkable and practiced composure.

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Alleyway of Eldra, Shalador

Dareen had almost lost the kid. He must have caught onto them. He had dropped his hat on the and ground and was scaling a wall. She just caught a glimpse of his nearly white hair vanishing over the side. She could pursue him...but she didn't want to get farther from the others than she already was. Plus, he probably knew these alleys like the back of his hand. She knew she did, back in her youth. Dareen picked up the hat, dusted it off, and then tossed it over the wall behind the kid so he could pick it up, guiding it over with the craft and then letting it fall. Have your damn hat.

"Fuck it," she swore, smacking the frills of her dress. The powerful jeweled felt like it was droning on in her ear. Dareen was flustered and frustrated and like a true noblewoman she indignantly stomped back to the outside of the bookstore. Shoving past people she stood outside and crossed her arms, wiping the sweat off her brow. She wasn't going to go on a fucking goose chase all across town while this prick with the jewel, whoever they were, kept scaring her. All while she was in the fucking dress- she looked like an idiot. Ooh, it's me, the nobleman's wife, la de fucking da. Unbeknownst to her, Mikhail was already in side and the encounter had already ended. Dareen hadn't felt so out of control of her life in a really long time and it had ground on her nerves. Stuffy dress, stuffy alleyway, and she couldn't even escape into her own thoughts because of this jewel that made her feel insignificant and worried.

Dareen inhaled and stood up straight, recovering her persona. Ranina. Ra-neee-na. She crossed her hands across her and put on a neutral, apathetic face. Like nothing had happened. Even though her dress had already been dirtied up by this alleyway and the running she had been doing. To outsiders she probably appeared like a spoiled aristocrat on the verge of losing her patience.

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

will get a post up tonight for sure

[HIGH CASUAL] ► Her Majesty's Spirit

i will be posting tonight

The Marauders (2018)

Yes, I am sorry for not posting. I forgot too, I am back in college so some things have slipped my mind. I will be getting out a Josk post within the next few days

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure - Operation: Ground the Harpy

Chloe Bridgette Cakebread-Yonaka

Chloe smirked a bit at the french woman's snappyness. Always on edge, she supposed. Well, that's probably what living in Nazi-occupied France did to a person. Chloe would do her part to fix that bit about the Nazis. Then again, the other guy with the mucked up face was a bit nicer, wasn't he?

"Well 'ello Lilliane, pleasure to meetcha." Chloe said chirpily, putting a hand on the leather jacket tied around her hip as they walked.

"No one'll be puttin' me 'gainst the wall." Chloe rebuffed, proudly jutting a thumb toward her own heart. Some element of Lilliane's comment went right over the young woman's head. "Not with the powers wot I got. Once we're clear from any crazed germanic gunmen I'll tell the lot of you about her. Wanna make sure no one overhears us, yeah?" Chloe said, narrowing her eyes and dropping her voice to that of a stage whisper- in that her voice was the same level as always but with a harsh raspyness to it.

BOOM!

Chloe flinched, whirling her dark ponytail around as she whipperd her head from side to side, then looked towards the vague direction of the source of the sound. "Awright, bloody hell. What was that?" Chloe asked, raising an eyebrow.

After a moment of hesitation Chloe crouch ran over to a nearby wagon and hunkered down, eyes wide, the smile sticking to her face like a bad habit.

The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

DIO

@ZAVAZggg

DIO smiled and let the stranger inside and considered his first question for only a moment. Why would DIO let a stranger into his home? "Those without manners aren't fit to live." He explained simply, his philosophy as succinct as it was oddly specific.

He followed him and fetched some wine from the cellar. "Normally, I would have one of my servants fetch us drinks. But it seems they were unable to join me in the Crossroads. It matters not, they are ultimately unnecessary." DIO held a bottle in one hand and two clean glasses in the other.

He carefully poured one glass, then another for himself, placing the wine on the table. Then he took a seat opposite Dracula, crossing one leg over the other and tilting his head to the side, the crimson liquid swirling from side to side. "That wine comes from Morroco. Morrocan wine is particularly hard to come across these days in comparison to other brands due to overcompetition in the Mediterranean. Most of the wineries have been taken over the state at this point, unfortunately. Most people seem to prefer Algerian wine, apparently, but I once had a sip of Boulaouane wine in my youth and developed a taste for it. But both share the same lineage of flavor. All of the North African countries share some of their heritage with the ancient Phoenicians. Their empire stretched from modern day Lebanon to the strait of Gibraltar, and like many great empires of that time, pursued viticulture in the quest to appear modern and sophisticated. But, like all things human, the Phoenicians crumbled away and turned to ash. Carthage is nothing more than a festering suburbia on the outskirts of Tunisia's capitol city." DIO stared into the abyss of his dark red drink as he went on this historically themed rant that was tangentially related to his philosophy. No doubt he had an extensive library somewhere in this mansion.

Finally, he took a sip, and to him, it tasted of the forgotten past. Then he looked over at his fellow vampire. "What is your name?" He asked.

The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

DIO

@ZAVAZggg

DIO had a hand on his hip, his face obscured in shadow. It had taken him only two minutes of observing to notice the thin beams of light in his mansion that emanated from below the curtains trawl slowly across the floor. "Day and night do indeed exist in the Crossroads. With this knowledge in mind, I shall venture out into the landscape around my eternal mansion and explore. There is a certain delight in the experience of new things. Nothing can be gained without risk. Always have I strived for excellence, for perfection, this alternate dimension offers me nothing but further opportunity." DIO took a single step down the stairs, reflecting the patience only an eternal being could possess.

"When I, DIO, was a child, in order to survive I sharpened my mind to that of a knife's edge. That was ultimate tool. As I grew older I slowly vanquished the weaknesses cursed into my soul from the moment I was born. Anger, ego, remorse, empathy, these feelings were nothing but liablities. To grow furious is to expose my own weaknesses. All actions I take are rational in nature, all in order to achieve victory.

But then I learned that the schemes of humans were limited. As long as I was human, I had reached the end of my progress. In order to grow, I chose to forsake my humanity and become greater than any who had come before me. Even then, I did not stop. The powers I took for myself were vast and limited. But the skill of my rivals was not to be underestimated. Though I was the most lethal and dangerous man on Earth, my quest for further abilties continued. Next, I took the power of Stands for myself. As proof of my sheer willpower and determination, the Stand awakened within me was the ultimate, perfect Stand, unbeatable by any other. Second to none, the World is indeed, the power to rule over the world and make it my own domain. But there is room for more improvement as there always is. As I train, my ability to stop time grows in length. I started at three seconds, and was able to increase that to four, then five seconds. Soon I will be able to stop time for ten, thirty, a minute, an hour. Then..." DIO smiled maliciously.

"...as long as I may desire. The thought alone brings me joy. Perhaps that is what I may use my wish for. To increase the power of my Stand to infinity. To be able to bend the very universe to my will. Imagine, slaying millions in what others would percieve as an instant, less than a blink of an eye, a time frame impercievable to all except my own. The power to control the world. The power to create Heaven."

Dusk fell, and the vampire lord stepped out into the shadow of his mansion. His yellow, black, and green outfit practically shined against the dull grey concrete of his environment. "This place is fascinatingly unique in it's monotony. Tedious and repitious, it is utterly alien to anything seen on Earth. Unlivable by any, with no doors or windows to enter these mysterious blocks of concrete. Indeed, it is reasonable to surmise that this place, this City, was constructed by the whims of the cosmos itself rather than by any mortal hands. I know, of course, that there is no God, for any wise diety would surely not allow a being such as I, DIO, to exist." The Vampre Lord surmised, crossing his arms and leaning backwards at a degree that was slightly more than reasonable. At some point he had draped a long red scarf around his neck, that fluttered in the non-existant wind.

No sooner than he had crossed the threshold of his doorway did a man appear to him. DIO smirked, raising an eyebrow and giving the man a once-over. Dressed in the antiquities of days long gone by, he reminded DIO of his own fashion choices one hundred years ago. "This only confirms my suspicions. If this Crossroads has the power to cross the barriers of space, then of course it would have the ability to manipulate the streams of time. To pluck people from their timelines like fish from a river. You, who has come to me at this late hour, may call me Lord DIO. You seem yourself a man of high class and esteem..." DIO hesitated, narrowed his eyes, the smirk showing his gleaming white sharp teeth.

"That porcelain skin, your distinctly unbreathing form. I do not sense the presence of decaying life within you. You are a being similar to myself, are you not? A creature greater than mere mortals- a vampire. This fascinates me greatly. Though I seek to explore this Crossroads, I would be remiss to not invite you inside my esteemed abode and learn more about you. Would you like to help yourself to wine? I keep collection of the finest drinks from all over the world in my cellar." DIO spoke in a refined way, one that was calculated and honed. He oozed arrogance from every pore of his clean-shaven face. Before Dracula was man who cared deeply about his appearence and how he presented himself. His golden-blonde hair was matched only by the luxurious fine leather jacket he wore. Keeping his hair up was a green headband with a peculiar verdent heart was attached to it. Here was a man who's bizarre fashion sense was unapproachable and uninsultable- to do so would be nothing but an ignorant mistake from an untrained eye. As dusk faded and light fell, the amber glow of the setting sun seemed to trapped within his glittering orange eyes.

DIO had taken a few slow, elegant steps backward, holding the heavy, shine-polished door open, revealing the dark abyss of his home within. Inside could be seen a large, long table, with a golden chandelier hanging above, lit by flickering candles, all above an intricately designed red and orange rug.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

Annabelle Lafeyette

Annie's parent's house

Annie hung up the phone on dispatch since the police were already here. Already she felt safer, looking at Detective Ramirez and Detective Gold. Nodding she stepped aside and let the two officers inside. "My name's Annabelle. You- you can call me Annie. If you want." She said amiably, though clearly still flustered. She was going to have to report on how she basically left a little girl to fend for herself. Hopefully they wouln't think two lowly of her.

Annie gestured at a nearby couch and a couple of big chairs. She took a seat on one. "You can take a seat if you want." She offered.

"Um, okay, so, I was taking my dog Doug for a walk," she pointed at the furry creature who could not care less that two people had entered his home, ",and I saw this guy in his car talking to this girl. I walked over to see what was happening, cause they didn't look related. He called me out, though, I think he knew me by name. Then he...well, he wanted both of us to get into his car. He, I dunno. I don't know what he did. He disoriented me somehow, I don't know. I fell over and then...uh, ran away. Then I came here and called the police." She summed up experience quickly as possible, though was being both intentionally and unintentionally vague about some parts of what had happened.

The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

DIO is still in his mansion in the City incase anyone is interested in encountering him. It doesn't have to be a fight by any means, DIO won't be immediately hostile.

cont: I will be getting a post up for him soon nonetheless