Darren broke down into a shaking wreck, mouthing "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit." to himself over and over.
"Why me?! Why me?! It's Me, only me, why not the others?!" He began to say to himself over and over as he ran back to his safe spot on the plane, away from all that would hurt him.
Aside from the dead body of Red Mage, but when given the choice, He'd wish Red Mage back in a heartbeat.
"Why me?! Why me?! Why me?! Wh-AH-CHOO!...*sniff* Aw man..." He groaned, going to have to deal with a cold as well as his creation.
Edited Post: Time Error
It was at that moment Teri realised that the Mall was closed along with all the shops in it.
"I am soooo bored' Shadow thought to himself as he sat there waiting on the others to get their shit together. He was going to bring Taytum on this missions but she would probably stay transformed the whole time so there wouldnt be much chatting. He was happy for some peace and quite but he wanted to set out. Once they were off he would be doing something and able to think to himself.
Kyre gladly took the Avele from Puce and plopped them in her mouth. She uncorked a vial from her belt and downed it. She clipped the empty vial back into it's pocket and took a seat by the window, slowly massaging her temples. Her entire body was sore and in protest, that little stunt she had tried with her seal had almost ruined her.
BlackHarte merely warbled to try and comfort his master.
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Really Real World Location: Red Wood City Time: October 16th 2012
Sav brushed his hair back in confusion. The group was making such a big hubub up in Washington for whatever reason, compounded with the fact that the new Arc was going to be against a reality warper, things seemed to get much more complicated by the second.
He shrugged off what thoughts had been swarming his mind and continued work on a Celtic knot to adorn the grave site. The rope was strung into a triangle and back into itself dozens of times, a swirling mass of beige that had no end and no beginning. A druid would be proud.
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Avatar Adventure Location: Rising Dawn Time: Deployment
Kyre tightened her headband and brushed the dirt from the rest of her outfit. BlackHarte had situated himself on her waist as a black belt. The anti-mage massaged her temples again, the painkillers had been wonderful, especially when compounded with the dose of morphine she took with them, but the dull ache from her seal still bothered her. At least to the point that Veim's will seemed weak in comparison.
Her null-magic field was weak, but her body was normal. Kyre stood in the hanger and awaited the rest of the recon group.
Hearing the urgency in Teri's voice, Devon immediately went over to the outside of the Sears and grabbed a hammer and a wire cutter lying around. A few quick swings to the outside window broke it, and he made a quick run to the Electronics department while Teri went to the Radioshack inside.
Oddly, despite the fact that there was supposed to be a crew working there, nobody was seen by either person. Plenty of work equipment could be seen strewn about, though. After he pried out a few cameras, he looked over to the work area and found it extremely odd that there was no noise from the construction. After he went around the mall to meet up with Teri (Grabbing his jacket in the process,) he gestured to the messy area
"Lunch was an hour ago, and there's no way they'd all leave their tools out like that. They're not that disorganized. Hell, I'd be fired if I did this, and there's some of the concrete setting up here. What would cause them all to leave like that when they've got stuff setting up?"
Picture: The guy in my avatar
Name: Kichiro Subarai
Age: Looks about 20, but has been dead for more than 300 years
Race: Shinigami (As seen in Bleach)
Origin: Shinigam from the Soul Society
Title: Third Seat, 9th Division
Clothing: While in a gigai: same thing as my avatar
In Soul Reaper Form: When he is in soul reaper mode, he looks the same but he wears a sleevelesssoul reaper uniform [http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Gotei_13#Uniforms] with the addition of a grey long-sleeve haori that has a hood, which he sewed on. His Zanpakuto in its sealed form, is a Wakizashi, or short sword. It has a 15 inch blade and it is sheathed on his hip, partially concealed by his hooded haori
Appearance: Same as avatar
Weapons: Sutōrīterā [soo-tore-EE-tera] (Story-teller). It is his Zanpakuto (traditional weapon of the Soul Reaper), but it is very unusual.
In its Shikai, the first release, it actually shrinks to the shaped of a grey ballpoint pen. In this form, it uses ink to attack and defend, with Kichiro being able to convert his spiritual pressure into ink and draw through the air for different results. A slashing motion with make a deadly sharp slash of ink, and a crude block can be made of a thick enough shape. He can also ?write? things like a spiral around an opponent that will constrict then, or a ball that can be launched as a projectile.
Its Bankai form (the second and final release state) its name is Keihatsu-Tekina Sutōrīterā [kay-hot-sue tay-key-na soo-tore-EE-tera] (Enlightening Story-Teller). It takes the form of a giant Quill feather pen the size of his body. The writing edge is sharp like a sword and pointed like a spear (which is how he wields it), and the feather is white. It has the same abilities as the Shikai form, but it gains two more. The first is ?write?. He can write a word like ?miss? when his opponent is attacking, and he will miss, or ?cut? and his opponent?s body will be cut. The rub is that Keihatsu-Tekina Sutōrīterā only has a limited supply of ink. So each time he ?Writes?, the less time he has to use his bankai. The second power is ?Erase?. He can ?erase? non-physical attacks with the feather end like a pencil eraser.
Powers: Other than the powers of his Zanpakuto, he has the typical abilities [http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Shinigami] of a Soul Reaper, including Kido [ http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Kid%C5%8D]
Weakness: He is killable, just tough. No very specific things like kryptonite though.
Backstory: Kichiro decided to join the Gotei 13 once he discovered his Zanpakuto, not really having much else to do. He was a bit of an introvert at the Soul Reaper Academy but got notably high grades and graduated in the top 2%. He slowly came to learn his Zanpakuto and developed a friendly relationship with it. His passion for writing fiction, reflected in Sutōrīterā, is what got him assigned to the 9th Division with the other artistically inclined. He struck up a friendly, if somewhat one-sided rivalry with Lieutenant Hisagi, and began publishing his stories throughout the Soul Society. He has decided to visit the living world for some inspiration for his next story.
A young man with brown hair was walking around Katakura Town. a pen was hanging from his lips like a cigaret. Beside him was a short girl in a school uniform. [http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Rukia_Kuchiki]
"That's right, pretty much all of the living world has changed." the girl said. "I expect the 12th division will have a report on it soon."
"Well, I guess I picked a good time to visit then huh?" the young man said.
"Wait, you mean you weren't sent here to investigate?!" The girl said suddenly irate. "Why didn't you say that ten minutes ago?"
"I didn't even know there was a problem. I have been to busy to talk to anyone for the last few days." Kichiro said plainly.
"Whatever. I have things to do. I'll be here if you need me."
With that she headed off and left Kichiro to himself.
"Well, I guess There isn't much left to do but look around." Kichiro said.
He turned on his heel and began walking lazily with his hands in his pockets, not really having any idea where he was going. He began to wonder whether he should look up Kisuke Urahara, but that train of thought stopped when he ran straight into a young girl.
"Oh sorry miss, my head was in the clouds." he said reaching down to help her up.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." she said, accpeting his help getting up.
Kichiro looked her over as she dusted herself off. She was beautiful. She looked up and met his eyes and for a moment they were both speechless.
"...I'm Kichiro Subarai. Nice to meet you." Kichiro said, his cheeks turning slightly red.
"I'm Stefani Lieselotte." She said, her cheeks flushing as well.
Picture:
Name: Stefani Lieselotte
Age: 22
Race: Quincy (Human)
Origin: Bleach
Title: Soldat (Vandenreich Soldier)
Clothing: When in combat or on a mission she wears the clothes in the picture, but when she isn?t handling Quincy business, she wears regular clothing. She has a fake right eye as well.
Weapons: Her main weapon is her spirit bow. It is an archer?s bow made of blue light that fires arrows also made of light. It is made by collecting Reshi into weaponized form.
Other weapons and tools: all you need to know [http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Quincy]
Powers: Refer to link above.
Weakness: Refer to link above
Backstory: Stefani was born to a family of German Quincy in japan. Her father was a high ranking member of the Vandenreich but died of cancer, and her mother died in a car accident. She was an orphan by 14, and she was then raised by her Aunt and Uncle, alongside her older cousin Azzo. It was him that taught her to fully utilize her Quincy powers. They became Quincy soldiers when they turned 18 and have been fighting Hollows and Soul Reapers ever since.
"So...can I buy you some coffee? To make up for knocking you over I mean."
Her cheeks turned even redder as said yes.
God, she is so cute...
The pair talked as they walked a few blocks to the coffee shop. They both ordered their drinks with lots of sugar and no cream.
"So you were raised in a German household?" Kichro said, continuing the conversation they were having while they walked.
"That's right. I don't see why your so surprised. Germans are all over the world."
"I see. So how long have you been in town?"
"My cousin and I were stationed here about a year ago. And yourself?"
"Wait, you're in the military?" Kichiro asked, shocked.
Stefani put down her up. "...In a manner of speaking."
"It's just, I didn't know there were soldiers as beautiful as you." Kichiro said with a winning grin.
Stefani laughed cheerfully. "You really are a shamelss flirt, you know that?"
Kichiro was about to answer when his cell phone rang. At the same time, the padger on Stefani's hip went off.
Each checked their message and at the same time said,
"I have to go, emergency." "I have to leave, emergency."
They each stared at the other in surprise, then Kichiro scribbled something on the paper tablecloth, tor off the piece and handed it to Stefani.
She looked at it; it was his phone number.
"Call me?"
She gave a short friendly laugh. "We'll see."
With that they both ran off.
Kichiro opened the door of Urahara's shop and got a face full of advertisement pamphlets.
"Welcome! Whatever you're looking for, we've got!"
There was an awkward silence
"Kisuke Urahara, I'm 3rd seat, Kichiro Subarai. I'm here about your message."
"Oh," Urahara said, somewhat deflated. "Well in that case, listen up. We have a big problem."
All of my other characters are currently inactive, but still mine for later use.
Puce's computer pulled up the info quickly.
Daniel had an impecable record. he killed Hitler shortly after world war two started and began reversing the holocaust's progression, using extraordinary acts like bringing people that had been killed already back to life, even from ashes. HE quickly put an end to the war, flying with the strike witches to each country and wasting any defenses yet sparing civilians. He'd land at the capitols and the countries would surrender without much of a fight, seeing themselves clearly outclassed by this boy and the witches.
Within a few years, the entire world was under his and japan's control. Then came a golden age of peace and prosperity which extended into the modern age. The only thing notable was a rise in number of missing peoples. it wasn't much, but also mosquito bites rose as well.
Daniel sighed and leaned back. all he could do was hope the heroes didn't go after him for improving human society.
"Rip, have we added any new planets to our little empire?" he asked her.
"Yes, five more to our 398 already colonized bringing us to a grand total of 403." She read off to him.
"Send for Kazuya and Lily. I'd like to have them over for dinner tonight. Lily likes playing with rose, the two seem to get along very well." The Ruler said bored out of his mind.
Rip nodded and sent out a messagenger witch to Kazuya's place.
"Me and Rip would like your accompaniment for dinner tonight. If you would wish to join us, let this messenger witch know, and you'll have clearance through the moon's relative space." the message said.
"The Magus with the hair of pink," Kyre waved lightly at Puce, "tell me, what is a 'Strike Witch'"
BlackHarte warbled loudly, "Apologies master Puce, the new master seems to be rigid in her terminology of magic users."
The anti-mage leaned back onto the APC. This world was strange, but lacking in the magical saturation of hers. It both put her at ease and on edge. There was less magic, yet Veim's power was much weaker than it had been back in Midas. She held to Talon and Fang instinctively, finding solace in the warmth of the old leather grips.
"If you've got anything else to suggest or say, say it now or lets get going to the nearest town... Chicago." With that, Puce waited for anything else that needed to be said before the APC disguised as a civilian van left the hanger.
The drow jumped in the back of the van and began thinking about how she would gather the information. Sure, it was peaceful, but it was too peaceful. As much as it would be wonderful to have an ideal world, experience with the shadier parts of society had taught her that the world just didn't work in that way. Although it was one thing for a civilization to revel in its corruption, it was equally dangerous fora society to completely hide its flaws.
[color=c20000]"Puce, we should split up in pairs while we're gathering information. Try to be careful with your questions and trust your instincts. If it feels dangerous, find a way to get out of there. There's always the case that they won't give you workable information. In that case, ask yourself why they can't. Take it from experience: you can find key details where you'd least expect."[/color]
She pulled out a small notebook covered in leather and a pen, placing both in a side backpack pulled out of her bag of holding. As the car began to start up, she closed her eyes and breathed to get her back in the old investigator mentality.
Kyre was miffed that Puce had used her real name, something that she had attempted to keep out of circulation. She closed her eyes, "It is unfortunate that they be girls young in age. For magic to claim the lives of those who do not yet understand, that is a principle sin," she opened her eyes, and the null-magic field around her suddenly intensified, "never the less, their life's weight in mana they doth pay."
With a singular fluid movement, she leaped over the roof of the APC and swung into the seat opposite Slindis. There was a fierceness in Kyre's green eyes, not unlike the ambition and hate that Red Mage bore.
Speaking of whom, a ghostly apparition was standing the the hanger, observing the anti-mage go about her methods. He thumbed his hat and smiled, she would do well against a demi-god, and eventually she might be able to fight a true god.
Meanwhile in neo future nazi ruled whatever Japan, Tokyo.
Jogging away from the crowd (Which was fast as sprinting) Storm managed to hide in an alleyway for the time being. The crowd went by but checked into the ally way, Storm had already hid behind a dumpster. As they passed, Storm got up once again and sighed. "What the hell happened to this Earth" He said as he looked back to find two tokyo authority wearing nazi symbols on their arms.
"...Well, this is legit." Storm mumbled to himself as they suddenly pulled out their guns and pointed them towards Storm. They started to scream in their own language, Storm's helmet translated. "(I can't do that gentlemen...)" Storm said in their own language. BLAM! A shot was fired directly at Storm's head but instantly bounced back and hit one of the police men in the knee.
"Well that wasn't nice." Storm said as he walked up to the still standing cop who was shaking. Clearly Storm was much taller then him. "Seems like this government is corrupt." Storm said smirking behind his helmet and kicked the man in the chest, sending him flying out of the ally way and onto the street where others watched.
Walking out Storm saw that the man went through a store window on the other side of the street. "Crap..." Storm muttered as he suddenly heard and saw a swarm of police cars come from the end of the street. The injured/shot man radioed in.
Shocked at the and the bullets whizzing past which also hit one civilian. Annoyed by this Storm did the only thing his could. Turning around Storm unleashed his superhuman agility, taking off around 88km per hour.
Passerbys saw a teenage redhead pulling Kurumu into the back, nearly hissing at her. [color=c20000]"Khyber, do you know nothing about keeping a low profile? Arguing with every person we come across is the exact opposite of subtlety. Remember what we're here for!"[/color]
She jumped into the front seat and waved to the odd man. [color=c20000]"Sorry about my abrasive friend, sir. She just doesn't do well without any caffeine, especially since she's been awake for the better part of two days."[/color]
Puce passed by the man in the odd car as they made their way into the inner Chicago metro area, and Slindis kept an eye on the Strike Witches scouting the skies. Something was seriously disconcerting about the presence of patrols in the sky and she leaned back in the chair while listening to a patriotic number about some massive counterattack at a Normandy Beach.
Wyoming
Devon eventually made it back outside with two bags filled with cameras. He didn't know why that girl wanted all those cameras, but the urgency in her voice had told him there was a good reason. "Fuck, what happened to the rest of the work crew? The vehicles are still here... I hope she wasn't part of some big prank..."
Chicago
Slindis took a quick look around the city and noticed the lack of crime. Although it was peaceful, it felt sterile. However, from previous experience, the local bars were a fine area to gather information. She walked over to Kurumu, making sure to note the fairly conspicuous man.
[color=c20000]"Kuru, I'm going to find the local watering hole, see how they are after a few drinks. Honestly, this feels...unnatural. It's peaceful, but there's no life here at all."[/color] After whispering to Kuru, the girl who appeared no more than seventeen walked into a bar.
Slindis ordered a small lemonade and raised her glass in a silent toast while keeping a sharp eye on the old man. [color=c20000]"My friend there is just suffering from the long amount of travel today, and he's fairly tired. I'm sure you can understand, so there's no need for any hostility. Please, have the next round on me."[/color] The redhead coolly responded and placed a few coins made of pure gold and platinum on the counter. [color=c20000]"I'm sure that your patrols are tiring, so I would suggest a honey and peppermint tea."[/color]
Realm: Real Life Location: Mall
Teri and Devon managed to get their hands a few dozen handheld cameras, but both their Breaking and entering didn't go unnoticed.
After being called to check out the FREAKIN PLANE IN THE MIDDLE OF TOWN(!!), Several on duty Police officers soon arrived on the scene, quickly following the writers.
"POLICE! GET ON THE GROUND NOW!" they shouted from a distance that they was soon closing.
Realm: Real Life Location: Plane
Darren kept freezing in the Cooler as he tried to figure out some way to stop what was happening, but he couldn't!
What can stop Slender!?
Then panic returned as he recalled that thinking about Slender made him appear.
And thus he sobbed in fear as he rolled himself into a ball in the corner.
As for the AA Characters, none of them noticed the slight screen tearing on the rear cargo ramp Camera. Realm: AA Location: Chicago, Bar
The strike witch coldly accepted Slindis's offer for another round, this drawing the attention of a few more Imperial Strike Witches in the same bar.
All of them kept a close eye on the group, waiting for an excuse almost.
Realm: AA Location: Neo Japan
mcpop9 said:
"Me and Rip would like your accompaniment for dinner tonight. If you would wish to join us, let this messenger witch know, and you'll have clearance through the moon's relative space."
A lot of things had Changed when Daniel altered the Time Line, but one that that remained the same was Kazuya's position of power in the State of Neo Japan.
It was pretty much like him working in G-corp, only that never happened in this timeline.
Still, while he was grateful for his Lord's offer, he still bore a intense hatred for Daniel and what he let this world become. "....*Sign*....Lily...We're going to Uncle Daniel's tonight...." He said as he flicked on the news.
"-The armoured man then fled the scene, running at an impossibly fast speed.....Wait...This just in, Strike Witches have been deployed...
And now for the Weather...
As Storm raced through the streets, Cars buses began to explode around him as 3 Strike Witch patrols opened fire on the spartan with massive Anti-Tank rifles.
Storm was running from the cops as sudden cars exploded around him. Though he couldn't tell who was firing upon him with the heavy weaponry. "Shit...shit...Oh-" Storm was interrupted by a car flying in his general direction. Storm immediately fell down into a slide, managing to slip in between the car and the ground, also Storm managed to slide backwards and pulled his double pistols out prepared to shot.
Though when he saw his hunter he was shocked and couldn't fire, and going 88kph isn't helping. No able to shoot Storm went straight into the...
Managing to enter inside the building, Storm managed to fly through several booths, walls, a cosplay tournament and right into the Microsoft panel.
They were showing their newest game Halo 16 as the spartan fell softly onto the stage. Getting up, cracking his neck and dusting himself off, Storm had a couple of bruises which he didn't know where but he was in front about 500 or so people.
The Witches soon followed Storm into the building, the crowd swiftly getting out of their way as they hovered along.
They then went on with their business, Happy enough to let the girls with the massive guns float past.
Within a minute, the trio entered the Mircosoft Panel.
"FREEZE! YOU ARE UNDER-ARREST FOR DISTURBING THE PEACE!" The leader shouted as they primed their weapons and had them all aimed squarely at Storm's face.
Storm looked clearly at the girls with guns aimed at him. Knowing the power of those guns they would clearly do damage to him in one form or another. "Son of a...." Storm said as he clearly dropped his pistols and shotgun. "Fine I surrender." Storm said out but was smiling behind his mask.
The suit was running a program on his chances of living if he moved now and they were not good. So Storm decided to surrender for a good reason, but how will these young girls keep him captive? The thing Storm needed to know is to figure who is the leader of this group is and how to stop them. "You know that girls like yourself shouldn't be doing this." Storm said but laughed after. "How will you keep me captive!?" Storm yelled out. The green spartan clearly outweighed and was taller then each of the girls.
Wyoming
Devon ran to the airplane, urging Teri to hurry on. "C'mon!" He sprinted to the cargo deck, helping her on the plane. Police pursuit wasn't far behind, so he desperately searched for a way to close the cargo bay and hammered a red button. "Close, dammit!"
Chicago
The fact that the schoolgirl was paying an odd amount of attention to her companions was not lost on Slindis, and she dropped a few more coins on the counter while drinking some more lemonade. Something was off about the Strike Witches - the way they carried themselves made it seem as if they were much older than they appeared. Hopefully keeping the alcohol flowing would loosen the girls' lips and give up more information, but they were disciplined. [color=c20000]"I know you three are likely extremely busy, but feel free to unwind here. Nothing but the best for our girls in the sky!"[/color] Slindis raised her glass in a toast.
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