Fuck, what was that
noise!?
Although, to hear it you would need sensory organs. And lets, face it, what happened kind of did away with any notions of having un-dismembered body parts. I mean, did you
see that gigantic, space-faring ship drop out of the clear sky and crush the city of Chicane? No? Well let me tell you, it was pretty fucking sweet. The way that giant and totally fucking rad hunk of metal and strobe lights crushed into the plane, conveniently obliterating all of the plot a new and unfamiliar god might have had to work out? That was fucking sweet. The waves of fire, the gigantic explosions, the noise of the stability of a dimension rending apart? We have recordings, you can have a look at them later, but take it from me that the end of a world is always good from the front seat.
You didn't see that though, contender, because you were warping through time and space thanks to the precise and totally not radioactive process of 'Teleportation'. It's a pretty neat concept, you probably haven't heard of it. We have it here, on the good ship Versecore, and you had better get used to it and all of it's delightful, benign* tumors!
We'll explain everything in just a moment, but right now it's time for our Omidimensional broadcast to go LIVE!
++++++==BROADCAST IN 3. 2. 1... ROCK IT!!!!!==++++++
Across every universe with a causality compatibility within 0.32 cuils of Versecast standard, a signal undulated into the fabric of reality. In the others they had to pirate it. On every world in these planes with some form of communication system, be it radio, blaarghcast, television or glacial vibration poetry, this signal (via the ceaseless efforts of near-infinite, bearded translators) blurted out the following message, in some fashion.
?Greetings, Sentience! Although most of your realities are not old enough to remember the last, the latest and greatest
Dimensional Deathmatch is here! Coming to you from the realm formerly known as Chicane, we have a range of amazing and deadly combatants set to dazzle you with battles of skill, steel, science and whatever arcane abilities their reality supports!?
On those worlds where the audience had something akin to eyes, they beheld (if they were still capable of watching) a logo, tailor-made for their mentality, flashing gaudily. Many were already descending rapidly into hysteria as the religious, cultural, scientific and social implications of the impossible broadcast sank in. Although not right away, many resorted to total planetary suicide at the realisation that Reality TV was the one, true omniversal constant.
?Brought to you by Versecast Corporation, your peoples will soon bear witness to the greatest spectacle known to sentience; Mortal contest! The struggle for survival! The right to exist!?
On worlds whose inhabitants could not understand one or more of these concepts, societies sat baffled or were rent apart by the philosophical implications. On at least a technically unlimited number of them, their heads (or the equivalent) literally exploded.
?We go now live to Versecast Owner, Omnidimensional Chairman and your Host...
Erzanx Infinus!?
On a stage made of tamed darkmatter, inlaid with novelty-sized stars, a figure coalesced out of the dying song of a god. It's one hell of a special effect, if you can afford it. Erzanx Infinus, functional owner of 93% of everything, opened his four arms wide and bowed before the assembed audiences of everywhere. The orange biped made a mockery of those civilisations in love with wide-screen, being as he was fourteen feet tall but only two wide across the chest. Fixing his optical receivers onto the camera-lens, he gave
everyone a warm and friendly smile.
Fans have called the omnichairman 'confident' and 'charismatic', but those words were to Erzanx what an atom was to it's parent universe, both of which he owned. The fact was that if the existence of his omni-dimensional broadcast didn't shatter a world's religion, then the cults that sprang up in his name afterwards surely would. His presence commanded respect, directed attention and altered all who received it in subtle, but not necessarily temporally consistent ways. For example; on those worlds still capable of paying attention, ripples in causality spread back through the cultural timeline so that 78 percent of them were capable of recognising his attire as a, The, perfectly tailored three-piece suit.
On the others, it was just generally appreciated as being the classiest thing ever worn by anyone.
?Hello, Sentience? he said, noticeably altering birth and/or divorce rates on worlds which featured psychic or empathic conception. ?Hello and welcome to Dimensional Deathmatch, one entity's attempt, my attempt, to capture the spirit of contest and reaction that drives all of creation. For it is struggle, my friends, that brings out the unique and amazing within each of us. For the being who has everything, literally, the unique is all that holds any value. You, all of you, will share in that wealth with me. Stay tuned.?
With a wink of his sparkling, all-coloured eyes, Erzanx faded away from the mind-bending stage leaving only a soothing swirl of omni-spectrum emissions tailor made for every viewing population. 'Stick around' it hinted 'what else are were you going to do with this period of time? Do you want to be the only person in your species who misses out?'
Between unintended space-time destabilisation, genocidal culture shock, philosophical or religious wars, involuntary intelligence retro-development, total conceptual incompatibility, species-ingrained apathy or, in one solitary example, there being something more interesting on, only 12 percent of recipient audiences understood and survived exposure to Versecast's most popular, and indeed, only, production. This was deemed acceptable, although Erzanx did later consider switching skin tone from orange to sky blue to appeal to a wider audience.
++++++==BROADCAST OUT!!!! YEAH!!!!==++++++
Hello Contender. You have been re-selected due to previous contest capability to take part in season 10786802483651329845092115174712541 of Dimensional Deathmatch
Firstlife Contestant Roster Stands As Follows:
USER: Viking Incognito CHARACTER: Shift
USER: JoJo CHARACTER: Hui Li
USER: Fragrance of Mtn Dew CHARACTER: Izumi, Frost Demon of Makoto
USER: Lost In The Void CHARACTER: Barry Underwood
USER: Khedive Rex CHARACTER: Baramiah
USER: ElementSoul CHARACTER: Xenon Netdrak
USER: Zombie Fish CHARACTER: James Elroy
USER: 000Ronald CHARACTER: Soneyo of Bellcamp/Roland
USER: RBMidknight CHARACTER: Lauren Ward
USER: CounterAttack CHARACTER: Daman Ra
Soulsaved Contestant Roster Stands As Follows:
USER: Hafrael CHARACTER: Lord Miles Sawyer
USER: Segadroid CHARACTER: Alexander 'Alex' Umbra
USER: Nukey CHARACTER: Issac Daft
USER: Staika CHARACTER: Troy Pittman
USER: Tips of Fingers CHARACTER: Faustus
USER: Wesdabigman CHARACTER: Reject
USER: ThreeWords CHARACTER: William Darke, The Evening Star
USER: Armitage Shanks CHARACTER: Dimitry Shanks
USER: Baldrek CHARACTER: Karl Granville Mandelbaum
USER: Doc Gnosis CHARACTER: Kim Avery, The Solver
All Contestants Are Participating Next Round. The Dead Can Rest When I Am Done With Them.
Please notify me of errors made in the roster. PM if it's something small like a misspelled name, post here if I've listed the wrong person as dead or something else catastrophic. I had Shanks down as winning until I did a double take and saw that CounterAttack had taken the victory, well done there. Other mistakes may have survived.
Some Stuff
- I will attempt to re-ignite this contest with as many of it's original players as possible.
- I'm sorry for changing the plot, but I don't know where Krunk was going with it and I am not trying to piece together an IP like that, mangling his vision in the process. Better to hit it from orbit, no?
- In the case where players cannot be contacted to retake their positions, I will open the gates to replacements for their places on the ladder.
- We will restart play in two weeks from this post, as close to the minute as I can make it.
- The game is now a Double Elimination Bracket contest, one round into play, I will explain this later or you can look it up now if you think you can remember how google works.
- Judges can be replaced if they do not respond to the PM I will send out to all involved over the next day. I can be third judge if necessary.
- We will likely shift to a new thread so I can alter the title for announcements and update a master rankings post. It also allows me to post the first ever codified Ratings War ruleset, designed to allow for rules flexibility while laying down a code of conduct for players and GMs alike. I have a lot of free time right now.
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Stay Tuned.