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Thou Art Meat Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 10:46 pm
Synopsis:
*This has nothing to do, or even related to the popular videogame, Deus Ex*
A powerful cyborg known as X2052 Umbra has destroyed the world of Valterah, a world on the far breaches of the universe. Originally designed to be a prototype model of mass destruction, Umbra was too unstable to keep locked away, he went insane, and obliterated every living organism on the face of the map. Countless years later, Umbra decided because of how lonely it was to invite a challenger, he calculated the many possible galaxies throughout all time, and space, then brought many powerful heroes, and villains to the desolate plains in which he resides, a challenge, those who are worthy to face him may be granted their lives, though if the heroes, and villains should fail, their lives are forfeit.
RULES, follow them:
NO Godmodding, such as reading the other character's minds, knowing what they're going to do, auto hitting or auto effecting anyone in anyway. We'd like to play this fairly, thank you.
NO stealing a character that has already been chosen in this RP, it would just make it a bundle of confusion.
All and all, have fun!
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:27 am
(ATTENTION THOSE WHO DON'T LIKE TO READ LONG THINGS, BARE WITH ME NOW, this is to explain the situation. gonk )
In a galaxy on the very end of the universe, there is a planet named Valterah, it used to thrive with life, beauty, and happiness, everyone there lived in harmony in their own country, everyone had enough food, and water, each continent had prosperous amounts of food, there was no famine, no government was erected as there was no need to put laws, or restrictions on anything. Nobody needed to argue over senseless political matters, and nothing was wrong with the world, except age. It was nearly a beautiful Eden. For thousands of years, the land remained in this state, nobody fought for control, because nobody cared about seeing the rest of the world. Nobody dared to be adventurous, everyone was too ignorant to believe that other living beings, and tribes existed anyways, and even so, the disgusting lust for power, and domination wasn't in the mind of the people of this world. Because each nation was cut off from each other, everyone was free from the clashing of different ideals, customs, and morals, but nothing lasts forever. On the dawn of the world's technological revolution, the world's first explorers set sail across the tides of the new world, discovering new peoples, and many animals. It wasn't long before people began to hunt, and enslave each other. Because people lacked the knowledge of the other's understanding of things, people couldn't stand the other's opinions, and beliefs, nobody could learn to get along, and so wars were created over petty differences. This fire that started never could be quenched as many would go mad with power, and hurt the other. Many began to build governments, and take places of leadership in high places, then all men became slaves to the system of their government's beliefs, nobody was free, and war never ended. Tirelessly each nation planned destruction against another, fire against fire, hatred against hatred. There was no love, or care in this world, and the once beautiful lands became soil, and the once blue sea, became red with blood, and green with pollution.
Animals died because men plotted propaganda, instead of trying to get along. Even if a nation tried to make peace with the other, the other leader was filled too much with malice to see the greater picture and accept peace, but instead deceived the other nation and destroyed one-another. Finally, when men reached the brink of technology, where men no longer fought on horse, or with swords, sticks, and armor, men began to become much more powerful. Military strength increased, but many people had long sought freedom in the world. People clashed and clashed for freedom, but they had waited for far too long, even their opinions could get them thrown in jail, they were far too weak, and had allowed themselves to become enslaved to their own systems of believing.
Many scientists were captured from global nations, each one was prompted to work on a powerful weapon. They focused on one man to become that weapon. Performing countless experiments, and mechanical tests, they created what they thought would only be the prototype of their power. However, such technology, and lack of understanding would never be contained by mankind, for they created a being capable of mass destruction, and the breaking down of their entire world. This being would become to be known as X2052 Umbra. With quick wrath, the cyborg blew up the bio labs, and escaped, he was angry about being experimented on, about being enslaved by this evil system, so he crushed the authorities with his power. It wasn't long that he became consumed by his own anger, and became completely insane. Umbra desired power, it filled him, it made him feel a large adrenaline rush, fueled only by the massacre of the nations. Umbra obliterated the country that had spawned him, leaving it in a hellish crater of fire, this would be where he would stay for a long time. For many days, the other nations celebrated over the collapse of one of their foes by unknown means, none of them were aware of what had obliterated them, but they rejoiced as if one of the underlings had been devoured. When Umbra revealed himself once again, the other governments sought that power for themselves, even fighting as hard as they could with their greatest of armies over this being. Being disgusted by the greediness of these evil people, the cyborg obliterated many armies, until they were no longer strong enough to fight alone. It was then for the first time in history that the weakened nations despite their different beliefs felt it necessary to form a relationship with each other, they no longer fought one-another, but fought against the hell-spawn that had been forged in order to protect their world, many nations at this time had been wiped off the map, becoming barren, and filled with clouds of dust, and ash. The people of the world had waken up far too late, but were determined to fight till the bitter end, even if all life was wiped out by the menace. These times brought out the best of the best, but it was all for naught. Umbra's power had increased too much at this time, and the people were beginning to bore him with their feeble, and weak attempts to contain him, they wouldn't leave him in peace, so he with one vile blast had charged an attack with several atom bombs in power, the blast was so devastating, that it not only crushed them, but blew a hole leading down to the very core of the planet, releasing sulfuric gases, and much worse onto the surface of the planet, the fiery hole was so huge that it could be seen from space. Somehow, despite the massive breach of gases, there was still enough air to breath, but just barely.
Valterah as seen from space.
Umbra was fully protected under his armor, and because of the experimentation he had undergone, he was immortal. His mechanical suit could bring in oxygen, and expel any poisonous gas to him, he didn't even need to eat, he just needed to replenish his energy, which could be done by absorbing in minerals from the landscape around him, even the poisonous sulfuric gases could be exchanged in this manner. As years passed, the planet remained in its torn state of existence, debris, blood, and rust, along with destroyed buildings, and structures scarred the vast world. If one found any body, there would be nothing but bone, and ash. There was no more life, no more trees, no more animals, no more people, no more grass, or vegetation. The planet had become a mass grave filled to the brim with nothingness, and void. Valterah within its atmosphere.
Umbra grew even more insane, he couldn't even kill himself with his own actions, his armor was too powerful that he could levitate anywhere, and absorb high temperatures with ease. Suddenly, an idea entered the mind of Umbra, he realized that he wasn't the only being in existence, there were so many possible universes, and galaxies out there that there was no way that he was the only one living.
" [Initiating probe launch. 20% 40% 60% 80% 100% Complete! Launching!]"
In order to make an estimate, he needed something to scan space for himself, this was going to take many years to accomplish, and he knew that he would never have a full estimate, but he needed to know for himself. Umbra's back opened up with a hole, a large, missile-like projectile aimed up in the air, when the launch sequence finished, it flew out, then his back closed up. For over two-hundred years, Umbra went into a state of hibernation, his body slumbered until the probe finally resurfaced. Bringing back tons of energy, samples, evidence, and many other things, the Probe established a synching connection to Umbra, which woke him up from many years of charging, and waiting. After the probe gave Umbra the information he needed, it lost all of its energy, and died, it was twice as large as when Umbra launched it, meaning it had harvested many resources to improve, repair, and complete itself.
" [There isn't a way for me to make an exact calculation about this, even if there was a large amount back then, surely the numbers have grown rapidly by now.]"
After looking through all the information, Umbra flew upwards, standing on top of a large canyon created by his destruction. Umbra charged massive amounts of atoms, and other particles into one large mass of energy that formed in both of his hands which pointed out in opposite directions, when his hands were fully charged with the energy, he combined both energy sources with both hands and aimed the massive ball of energy upwards, the massive ball went up and created a huge explosion of energy, opening a massive hole in time and space, this was extremely risky, and could have devoured even him whole, but if it did, it would be better than being alone in this void for eternity. With his advanced scanning abilities, The cyborg first looked at one particular galaxy, there, he noticed Earth. When examining Earth far, far away from Valterah, he took into account its estimated growth of life, then examined it throughout all time, and space, and alternate versions of its world, and the surrounding planets, and galaxy, it was in one particular version that he paid attention to. Umbra homed in on Tokyo, Japan, in the Shibuya Market, this town was his first sight. Zooming in closer, he focused in on the myths, legends, and lore that had made itself known to this town in search of any worthy adversary that he felt could challenge him, he then looked in on Dead Man's Pad, and The Room of Reckoning in The Shibuya River. Buried under piles of trash, rubble, a soda machine, and a car, lied a strange figure with tattoos, silver hair, and a powerful body. Using his energy, Umbra teleported the man to Valterah, who quickly fell from the sky despite being unconscious. When the man hit the ground slowly being brought into Valterah's gravity, he awoke unharmed by him crashing to the ground, though the atmosphere was most horrid and violent, the air smelled funny, and nearly made him choke.
"What the Factor is this place!?"
Umbra turned to him and scanned him with a red laser, making sure that he wasn't harmed, he couldn't afford for his opponents to be hurt, he could see that the man wasn't hurt at all then took his focus away from him.
"[ Sho Minamimoto . . . Welcome . . . This planet has been desolate for far too long now . . . You don't need to worry about anything, when I have brought those whom I feel are worthy of a challenge, I will explain everything, now be quiet, and observe.]"
Trying to savor the only air he could breathe in, Sho fearfully looked around at the crushed rock, rubble, and military machines that filled the vast plains they were in, the place was lonely, at most times, it was hot, but right now, the area was very chilling, and The Reaper had no options at the moment but to look around with awe.
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Thou Art Meat Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 9:36 pm
It's...dark..Why did it get dark so suddenly? Am I dead? ...No, that's impossible. I'm a nation, Nation's can't die that easily...But, it's so dark and cold, like my past...No. Russia slowly fluttered his eyes opened, Blinking a few times to get his vision back from all the blur that has taken his sight. the blur finally fading, He noticed he was laying flat on his back, Looking up at a dark, and somewhat depressing sky; No sunlight peeking out of it, No crystal clear blue skies or white fluffy clouds with warmth radiating off of it. Nothing, Nothing but gray and black clouds that brings nothing but cold and emptiness from them. Felt like home to him, actually, His home rarely had any sunlight, and it was always freezing cold, Something he despised so much, but learned to tolerate with it, Not much color to it either, It was all completely covered in a pure white blanket of snow. But this...felt different, Something far more cold and eerie, He definitely was not in Mother Russia. Groggily sitting up with a pained groan before rubbing the back of his head with a gloved hand, He looked around his surroundings, Even the atmosphere and empty wasteland seemed to match the cold, depressing skies perfectly. There was not a soul in site, not a soul of plants and trees, nothing but burned down buildings and houses, even the ones that still stood were abandoned and run down, rubble and ash swiftly danced with the chilling wind that blew around the place. Mountains standing high, He also could have sworn he saw some blood staining some odd metallic structures. Russia couldn't help but feel a tinge sadness and loneliness with this place's atmosphere. Although Russia was familiar with the feeling of loneliness, Ever since his Soviet Union had dissolved, and everyone that lived in his household left, never to even try to make contact with him again, And how everyone he tries to make friends with always seems to cower in fear, or run away, It pained him to no end. But this was just too overwhelming, He could just sense this place once had a life, but now it's gone. He certainly wasn't familiar with this place either, Not at all. He's visited plenty of other nations around him, even tried to take some of their land, but never has he recognized this place, And usually he would. '..Am I...even on earth at all?' He thought to himself as he slowly started to stand up, But not before grabbing the faucet pipe he always kept around him. 'No, that's just silly, Da? I couldn't have just warped to another planet or something. Maybe this is a dead nation, An ancient nation perhaps?' Russia pondered this as he rubbed his temple, It couldn't be some dead ancient nation, It didn't feel that old, Nor did it feel like any ordinary nation, and the fact that he just suddenly blacked out in the middle of a conference meeting with the other countries and woke up here, He was having a very hard time trying to put the pieces together on this. He grunted in defeat while throwing his hand down, looking up once more at the cold, lifeless sky. There was only one way to find out where he could possibly be; He started to walk to a random direction, keeping his pipe close to him, hoping to find any sort of life in this place, A life that will give him answers.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 5:07 pm
Sho watched as the Cyborg scanned the region of the portal through some holographic screen that allowed him to examine Earth, alternate versions of Earth, and many other planets. The search was slow, and time extensive, it was possible that a whole hour could of passed, there was no way of telling how time worked on this strange, and dark world filled with a lack of love, the barely breathable air made Sho nearly choke, but he couldn't due to his status. The Reaper really wanted to say something, but something was halting his voice that was beyond his control. It was probably for the best, for even the strongest of people couldn't withstand a fight with him by themselves, and knowing Minamimoto's arrogance, and pride, his tongue whatever it spoke may have gotten him killed within seconds. Sho began to realize the figure was powerful because it suppressed his ability to speak.
" [Patience, you will have any answer you want soon. Within reason, I suggest you hold your tongue, or I'll vaporize you before your time.]
"TSK! Why am I even here?!"
Umbra stood in front of the screen moving his right hand across the screen with on-screen buttons, and command, it then scanned around Shibuya more, looking to see if anyone else was worthy of entering.
"[ Calculating . . . ]"
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Thou Art Meat Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 7:58 pm
 "This place sure is strange, Da...?" Russia mumbled to himself as he continued onward to an unknown path, Observing in awe at the atmosphere around the area, the rocky, rundown fields and rubble of buildings that once possibly held life within them and crushed up and broken machinery scattered about. Normally the Russian country would have been filled with giddy joy knowing that the people that lived through the horror that created this result, But instead he felt something he has never felt before, Pity. Something about this place just gave him that cold, depressing feeling to it, And he thought his own home was cold and depressing enough, This confused him to no end. Questions started racing around his head like a Kentucky derby, How did he end up here, in the middle of a conference meeting? Did the other nations end up in the same situation? Or are they still in the meeting room, wondering where Russia has suddenly disappeared to? His head throbbed in agony of questions that can only be cured with answers. Quickly snapping out of his thoughts, his attention instantly snapped to a giant screen not to far ahead of him, Behind it being a black hole, perhaps? Sure looks like it, and next to the screen stood two figures, one being of a normal enough human, or so he thought, and another being of...a robot? Doesn't look like much of a robot though if that's what it is, But nothing out of the ordinary either, and the fact that it stood in front of a screen, activating it in some way. Now this is not something of today's technology, Russia would know. But he needed answers, and so far these two seem to be the only option, Or so he hoped. Wouldn't hurt to ask..Will it? He swallowed a lump in his throat before opening his mouth to release words. "H-hello...?" Keeping his faucet pipe in a tight grip, cold sweat beaming down his temple as he approached the two.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 10:09 am
Give up on yourself...  Biting wind nipped at Joshua's exposed arms, jolting him awake and reflexively forcing him to examine his surroundings in surprise. As his blurry eyes began to adjust to the shadowy area, he took in, with a little fear, where he had been sleeping, in the dreaded fetal position. He knew Shibuya far better than any other being, and, after gritting his teeth once against the chilling breeze and the ominous clouds overhead, he assured himself he was no longer in the Shibuya, Japan he longed for so. Still on his side, he reached out with his free arm towards a clump of dirt, and crushed it. Ah, how the lifelessness of the land hurt.
He also felt suppressed. He refrained from trying to change into his true form. Instead, he shakily got to his feet and took a few steps forward. There was no emotion, no happiness, no life. There was just the prancing wind, never to stop its performance, the skies, endlessly threatening its downpour, and the obliterated, deteriorating land, ceaselessly crying out for something more. It made him feel sad as well. But he couldn't exactly help here, not when there was nothing in his line of vision.
The Composer extended his arm to his pocket, grasping his orange phone. As he strolled, he looked through the piece of technology, a light smile playing on his lips. There might be no signal here, but that didn't matter to him, did it? Now, to hopefully find someone here... He began to search for a life form, anything, just something alive. ...and you give up on the world.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 6:29 pm
Umbra looked around, watching as more and more beings flew down like bolts of lightning to the planet, slowly, Umbra sent out beacons of energy, orbs that act as flares to guide wary wanderers to their destination: himself.
" [At this rate, it will only be a matter of time. Do feel free to sit down if you want to. All will be explained soon enough.]
"..."
Actually curious on the being's intention, Sho decided it best to wait and see what was about to happen. Then he thought about how the Composer beat him, and it made him frustrated, but then he thought about that for a minute, and perhaps the Composer himself would show up here too. The thought made Sho quite excited, of course, perhaps now wouldn't be a good opportunity for payback, it all depended on what Umbra intended to do.
Umbra quietly remained hoovering as he scanned through the dimensions, hoping that more, and more powerful warriors would dare to stand against him.
"[ Scanning . . . Recalculating area. ]"
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 8:30 pm
The Russian country stopped in his tracks as he saw the robotic being send out these flare like orbs out and about, all going towards a certain direction. Question marks swirled around his mind as he looked around his surrounding, things flying down into the planet, But he couldn't put his finger on what. Couldn't possibly be meteors of the sort, he then knew that this wasn't earth at all. Could this be another invasion of some sort? It was something to be expected due to the last invasion; White blob like creatures, Pictonians is what they're called, taking everyone's land and turning it into their own, white mess, including his and everyone else's people and turning them into Pictonians one by one. it was a hard time for everyone, and now he fears another invasion would occur, maybe even worse but he wasn't going to jump into conclusions...yet. 'Is this a dream, perhaps...? It doesn't really feel like one, It all seems to real to be a dream, Da?' He thought to himself as more beads of cold sweats raced down his temple while lumps in his throat got bigger and bigger as he swallowed. Taking a few more steps closer to the robotic being to get a closer gander. (( Think I've got this. ))
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Thou Art Meat Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2012 11:51 am
Give up on yourself... Caught off guard, Joshua drew backwards when he saw the flares escalate into the sky. He clicked his tongue in disgust, memorizing where the energy had originated. On a plane such as this, what could have possibly let loose those beacons of energy? The Composer took them as a signal - he just didn't know what they were to signify.
He dared inch closer to where the fire had come, realizing he must be rather distanced from it, as he had seen it from afar. That meant he had a lot more to walk. Lots of walking caused sweating. He hated the sweating. He heaved a sigh of exasperation, insisting his body continue to tread towards wherever. Before much longer, fear began to p***k at his conscience. He didn't know where he was; there was... nothing of comfort. How he wanted to tease something.
"Hello?"Joshua called out. To no one in particular. All he desired was a response. ...and you give up on the world.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 12:57 pm
Umbra noticed as two figures emerged, under his helmet, he smiled at the approach of other life forms on this desolate hunk of rock. He sensed great power within all of them, it made him excited to test them all, but it needed to wait.
" [Welcome to this rock of a world. All will be explained in time, come over here and wait, I've summoned each of you here to face the greatest of challenges.]
"!!!"
After being taken off-guard by Umbra's voice, Sho looked off in the distance and saw two figures, on wore a trench coat, and the other was too familiar to him. The Composer? Joshua pissed him off, by the look on Sho's face, you could see his displeasure, it made him want to scream at the top of his lungs, then lunge at him, but there wouldn't be a good reason to do that, if he even made one sound, he realized that it could anger the Cyborg next to him, and at the moment, he felt like he was being held hostage.
Umbra quietly remained hoovering as he scanned through the dimensions, hoping that more, and more powerful warriors would dare to stand against him.
"[ Scanning . . . Analysis of earth continuing . . . Rechecking Shibuya sector, next destination to be verified . . . ]"
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Thou Art Meat Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 9:58 pm
 Taken aback by the machine's words, He stumbled back a couple steps with his mouth slightly agape. Greatest of challenges? What on earth could he mean by that? And what would he want with Russia. Well, it wouldn't be much of a surprise in a way, He is the biggest country in the world with plenty of power. A lot of other nations tried to take land but with no success due to his size and landmass. And of course General Winter giving him a hand on wiping out those who dared to invade even a speck of territory. But certainly he wasn't the strongest country in the world, Why would this cyborg want Russia, out of all countries? He must find out. Taking a few steps closer, he was within a few feet away from the machine, not paying any attention to the two other figures as he was to occupied on taking in the appearance of this thing. It didn't seem alien like, It couldn't be any normal human creation either, It didn't make sense to the Russian man. But something about it made it so intimidating, even to the Russian nation himself, in fact the whole area's atmosphere was no sunshine and rainbows. it was like there was a force preventing him to speak he was so intimidated. He could have sworn he felt a chill go up his spine and his gloved hands tremble. He just stood there, remaining silent, waiting what may happen next.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 12:03 pm
(( Q-Quote? .-. )) Give up on yourself... How rude, there's no need to ignore me. I'm sure there's someone who heard me, Joshua thought teasingly, another nonchalant smile playing on those obnoxious lips of his. As his feet took him closer to the flares originating point, his violet hues caught the outlines of three entities - one closest to him, clothed in a warm, comforting-looking scarf, and a trench coat. Joshua smiled, only thinking how winterized his home must be if he was dressed like that. Another one had the outline of body that appeared to be his own rogue Reaper, Sho Minamimoto, that silly math fetishist - how on earth did Joshua not see him sooner? - and a... robot? The Composer wanted to cringe, because the pieces of what he had already seen were slowly clicking in place, and held his straight position.
"Hello there, cyborg," Joshua lilted boldly. Seeing how the Taboo Reaper nor the man with the trench coat wasn't making a single sound nor squeak for that matter, it only reiterated how brave he was being in such a situation. Joshua wondered if the robot sealed their tongues or such, and nodded off the idea - what a ridiculous notion. "Might I ask why I'm here...?" ...and you give up on the world.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 1:56 pm
Umbra sensed the two figures approach as he stood there awaiting the arrival as more people came to Valterah. He watched as the teen with blonde hair approached, he then turned towards him and felt rather impressed by his boldness, because Umbra wasn't one for talk, and preferred not to make any casualties, he decided to allow them all to talk. It wasn't distracting, and in some way, it was better this way. In response to Joshua's comment, Umbra responded in a more human voice.
" So you dare to say something when the others fear me, and cower before my power? You have spunk. I like your attitude, and because you have pleased me, I will answer your request- This world is a dead planet, tainted by darkness, and despair. The desires of sin plagued this world's government, it was once so peaceful, and prosperous, but that was before each country found out about each other. Our world never expanded, it always fought against itself, it reeked with jealousy, greed, and the desire to murder other people.
I destroyed this world because it created me, it made me lose who I was... I no longer remember my family, my friends, or my life... In the darkest days of this world, each nation gathered against me, but I obliterated them, causing a massive crater, which poisoned this world. I'm sure you of all people must realize how lonely, and empty it is to be immortal, to live here on a dying rock alone for all eternity, therefore I have brought you all here, not to be my friend- but to be my greatest challenge."
Umbra pointed at the rubble behind him, in the midst of it were damaged military vehicles, buildings, and rubble, all the remains of the old world.
"You see this rubble behind me? It is what remains of the weak peons who defied my existence, they created me, ruined me, then tried to snuff me out- they were unworthy, and their fate suited them kindly. Worst of all, these humans bored me. I trust you will all be by far more challenging, but now is not the time to fight. This will be a tournament. If any one of you were to come at me by yourself, despite how powerful you think you might be in your own sight, you would offer me no challenge. Even then, all who stand around you will not be your allies, many of you are sheep standing amongst wolves. My solution is to have many of you fight to prove who is the strongest, but not just in some pathetic arena. I will test your worth to exist. "
Sho turned to Joshua and glared for a moment, his anger rose in him, but he shook it off, and waited, he suddenly took a calmer pose and tried to be optimistic about this situation.
"Heh! Whatever you Factoring Hectopascals are thinking, you better hold your mouths, this guy means business, even you Composer. You might not have sensed his intense power, but he's not playing games here, not even you could imagine his abilities..."
Sho wasn't stupid, he might have been bold, but never stupid, so he remained quiet, besides, he hated everyone anyways, especially The Composer. Still . . . some things were different about Sho. Sho Minamimoto hadn't given up his desire to rule Shibuya, he still planned to with every fiber of his being, but after last time, he now has a different point of view on Joshua. He wasn't going to make the same grave miscalculation as before, and get buried beneath a pile of his own trash. Crunched!.
"I'm not exaggerating you zero, just be warned of that..."
Umbra seemed somewhat amused of Sho's personality thus far, though it didn't bother him that much either, he could fully tell that from what he had seen, both were interesting. There was still time, and more would come, there had to be preparation first.
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 9:06 pm
"I'm looking forward to seeing... Furrowing his brows at the machine's words, How this planet went through hell because every nation wouldn't get along with the other. This somehow reminded him of his world's crises, A lot of nations don't get along with one another, Always attempting to take their land and gobble it up to satisfy their hunger for more power and territory. Russia's experienced that before, in fact; He's one of the same there. Till this day he still tries to attempt to take some land, With his life goal to make everyone be one with his country and live under the same rule. But he didn't want to think about that now, Right now he needed to soak in the information the cyborg had just explained. At least it all makes sense on how he got here, but why did it choose him? Out of all countries or people. Well, at least he wasn't alone in this 'task', He turned his attention to the gray haired man, He had a very interesting appearance to him, Certainly none that he's seen before. He looked to be about in his late teens to early adult hood. He then turned to the younger looking boy, Who's appearance seemed a but more natural. His hair bearing a beige type color, Or silver perhaps. Both their bold personalities also amused the Russian nation, a small, childish grin spreading on his face. Boy did they look fun to harass and manipulate, It almost made him giggle at the thought of strangling their throats till every last breath was gone. Quickly snapping out of the cruel but pleasurable thought, He turned his attention back to the machine, the smile soon forming into a scowl, Finally speaking up. "Please allow me to get this straight, this is a test on who's existence is worthy or not, To test our strength in a battle against one another? If that is what you mean, That doesn't seem like a very nice game to play...But if you want me to play, I'll play, Da~?" The scowl twisting back into a wide and cold grin, A purple aura spewing behind the nation as he quietly chuckled to himself. "And besides, it'd be fun to bash everyone's faces into their skulls, Da~!" He murmured darkly. Clutching onto his pipe a bit more tightly, his face never changing from the childish cruelty as the aura only got a bit bigger. ....How everyone is going to beg for their lives!"
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Thou Art Meat Vice Captain
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