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IC: An Unknown Power

 

You are going about your everyday lives, doing your everyday activities, in your own reality. Quite unexpectedly, a dark pinkish portal quickly opens up above you. Within a split-second, you find yourself in different surroundings.

 

These new “surroundings” are...bland. You find yourself standing on a hardwood floor that expands for what seems to be an eternity. And above you, nothing but blackness. Though there is no sun or any source of light, the floor is still illuminated somehow. There is some sort of ambient light coming from somewhere. You don't have any trouble seeing. And within this empty blackness, other travelers appear the same time as you.

 

For some reason, you know that there is someone waiting to arrive. Someone who knows what has happened. Someone who can hopefully explain your sudden “teleportation”.

 

... The Timebroker will be with you shortly...

 

TAG: ALL PLAYERS

 

 

 

OOC: Just for the players, I would appreciate the use of IC (or In Character) and OOC (or Out of Character) before your character names to keep things a bit organized and so we can also relate a character to a player. Thanks in advance!

 

Cerebella post to come shortly...

 

ALSO! To those interested in joining, our current roster is as follows:

 

 

  1. Sly Cooper (C. Thunder Dash)
  2. Tiger Shen (Alex Kennedy)
  3. Cerebella (Flight Risk aka Me)
  4. Bayonetta (RunsWithSquirlz)
  5. Megatron (Lord Megatron)
  6. Revan (lonewolf1735)
  7. Harley Quinn (TheSteapunkNinja TSN)
  8. Cecil Palmer (Captain Crow)

 

We currently have no spots left open, but depending on popularity we may increase this number! Keep an eye out folks! If you would like to join, follow the link http://mlpforums.com/topic/103006-exiles-a-massive-crossover-rp-the-planning-stages/

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IC: Tiger Shen

 

Shen was about to meet his old comrade Black Whirlwind for a bowl of wine when suddenly he found himself... here. Wherever here was. Certainly it wasn't any part of the Imperial City that he'd seen before. Suspecting some sort of strange sorcery, he immediately entered a fighting stance and looked around him. There were others there who ranged from bizarre to downright frightening in appearance, and all of them looked as confused and surprised to be there as he did. To be honest, as strange and worrying as this whole thing was, there was a very slight sense of relief in the back of his mind. Frankly, Black Whirlwind's violent and generally aggressive nature was rather unsettling, and he wasn't too disappointed to have to postpone their meeting for the time being.


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IC: Revan

 

Revan had been aboard his personal flagship the harbinger, when he suddenly found himself in a strange new place.

 

Above his was nothing but the dark, yet somehow the floor below him could be seen as if there were some sort of light about, but there was none.

 

Also many others were here, some looked like they would prove a challenge in a fight, while others looked cute.

 

Revan grabbed his lightsaber and activated the blade, ready to defend himself if the need arises.

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Ic: Bayonetta

 

She finished applying the lipstick and snapped the tube "Well, well, where am I?" She took the tube and slid it into her cleavage.

 

So many strange things have happened to her that she took it in stride; even if there was a giant robot in the room.

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IC: Revan

 

Revan looked at the woman in black and laughed.

 

"If only I knew woman, if only I knew"

 

Revan walked over to the woman but kept his lightsaber ignited just in case.

 

"May I ask your name woman, for it seems we might be stuck here for a while"

 

Revan held his other hand out, willing her for a hand shake.

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Ic:Bayonetta

 

"Not another step darling," in a swift motion she had withdrew one of her purple and silver pistols; aiming it directly between his eyes.

 

"No hard feelings, of course" she chuckled, pushing her glasses up with her free hand. She couldn't trust these people or this place until she got a better idea of what was going on.

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IC: Revan

 

Revan blinked behind his mask as the lady in black withdrew a blaster, or some kind of gun at least.

 

"Very well woman, how about a compromise, I'll put my lightsaber away, and you holster your blaster, I think that sounds fair, don't you."

 

Revan then shut his lightsaber off and hooked it to his belt.

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IC: Tiger Shen

 

Shen chose not to involve himself with the others just yet, still trying to get a grip on his surroundings. He did notice, however, that one woman wielded weapons that resembled a much smaller version of Mirabelle. Had he somehow ended up in the Mysterious East? It would explain why everything here was so strange, certainly. None of them who had spoken had the same odd manner of speech as Sir Roderick, though.


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IC: Harley Quinn

 

Harley shook her head in attempt to make the stars disappear. 'Ouchy, that's the last time I jump out of a third story window on purpose' she thought, rubbing the brand new bruise on her head. Suddenly the realization of her surroundings, or rather lack thereof, hit her harder than the floor had. "Now I know I don't remember that bein' there" she said looking into the void above, "or that" she added in reference to the floor, "or... that" she concluded as she became aware of the odd figures nearby. "Can somebody tell me what's goin' on here?" she demanded.

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IC: Megatron

 

Megatron came out of a temporary stasis lock feeling a bit woozy, but overall fine. He remembered a pink portal, not unlike a space bridge, interrupting his self-induced exile in a remote sector of the newly revived Cybertron. "What in the pits of Kaon!?" He exclaimed as he took in his surroundings. It was a void filled with nothing except a floor, as odd as that was. It was then that hew noticed the others who were seemingly trapped with him. It wouldn't have been so bad if they weren't all organics. "Ugh, my life just keeps getting better doesn't it." He said to himself, not really caring if the other captives heard him. "Let's see if I can't find a way out of here." He then transformed into his jet mode and flew off at mach speeds in the direction opposite of the organics. After about a minute, he saw a few more people on the ground and transformed back to his robot form to investigate, only to find the same people who he just left. He let out a growl of annoyance and activated his fusion cannon. Whoever put him here is going to regret it.


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IC: Revan

 

Revan nodded and turned to look at the giant robot that had readied a blaster, a smirk on his lips.

 

"Nice to meet someone who has manners, very hard to find these days, I'm Darth Revan, and by looking at your attire I'm assuming your a sith, correct me if I'm wrong"

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Sly Cooper

 

Sly had just finished a small heist and was about to get some doughnuts with Bentley and Murray, when all of a sudden...he was mysteriously teleported to this room. "Hu wha? What happened?" Sly asked as he gripped his cane and looked at his surroundings. He saw people that he had never seen before. 

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IC as Cerebella

 

Cerebella had been working on a new act for the Cirque des Cartes involving balancing upon a tightrope over a tank full of hungry sharks whilst her magnificent partner/best accessory Vice-Versa juggled flaming dumbells around her. The young performer had been working on this trick for weeks, doing her best to perfect it.

 

“Hey! It's lunchtime! Get your busty butt down here!” Feng called out to her circus roomie from far below the tightrope. Bella almost lost her balance for a second, catching herself at the last minute.

 

“Coming~!” She called out to her friend, Versa tossing the non-inflamed dumbells to the side to clatter to the sawdust-covered ground. Bella found herself skipping gingerly across the rope when suddenly she caught sight of the pink portal swirling overhead. “What the--?”

 

She reappeared among several others, her eyes adjusting to the odd ambient light of the room (or place) she had found herself in. Versa made a motion towards the group of others, all of which looking like they crawled out of some sort of circus themselves.

 

“Could um... ANYONE explain to me what's going on?” She asked, getting the feeling that it was a common question that had circled around the strange visitors.

 

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IC: Cecil

 

Another pinkish swirling portal? Where did it lead last time? It doesn't matter, this one looks a lot different anyway. Also, this portal was forcing Cecil to go through it. 

 

This portal brought him to a room with a wide wooden floor and several strangers. Strangers who were questioning each other and looking generally lost. They all seemed very hostile as well, and they were all armed with an assortment of weapons, unlike himself. Cecil stepped back, only to find the portal he came through was gone, He was stuck in this strange world with these strange people who also looked like hostile people.

 

He wasn't very good at diplomacy. He had hardly earned his diplomacy patch in Boy Scouts, and that was years ago. Cecil doubted he improved since then. Perhaps he should just wait until someone takes charge? 


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 "That seems to be the question on everyone's mind, now isn't it." Megatron said as his voice did nothing to hide his aggravation. "First Unicron, now this. I believe the earth expression is 'I'm getting real sick of this shit'. Oh when I get my servos around whoever brought me here."


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"I doubt we are here to shoot each other. Seems like a waste of otherworldy power." the Umbra witch holstered her pistol, she had the guns on her heels anyway. Bayonetta withdrew a lollipop; popping it into her mouth while checking out Harley Quinns outfit. She wouldn't be caught dead wearing that, but she was impressed that Harley would wear it in the first place.

 

Wait a second...comic books. Those silly little things Luca liked to read were full of people dressed such a way.

 

"Could it be possible?" she mumbled. Bayonetta had travelled across astral planes before; they were more home to her than Earth. Her earth she supposed.

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IC: Tiger Shen

 

While the others were talking to each other and trying to figure out what was going on, Shen was busy loading Mirabelle. Not that he necessarily expected to need it anytime soon, but it was better not to have to stop in the middle of a fight for the ages it took to ready the damn thing.

 

Whatever sorcery was at work here, he didn't intend to do anything until the purpose behind it was made clear.


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Sly looked around and saw Megatron a little angry. He walked up to him. "Hey you! Big robot guy...do you know happened or what brought us here? Last thing I remember was finishing up a small heist back in Paris when I saw this mysterious portal and then...I'm here..." Sly stated. 

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Megatron looked down and saw...A creature. It looked like an Earthen animal, a raccoon if he remembered correctly, but it's skelatal structure was all wrong. He pushed those thoughts away in annoyance, he'd rust before he ever understood organics. "My name is Megatron, you'd do well to remember that. As for your question, I don't know what or who brought us here, But when I find out, I'm going to teach it why no one crosses me." He said, as his anger toward the unknown force overshadowed his disgust toward the humans and...other species.


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"My name is Sly...Sly Cooper. I come from a long line of master thieves. It would take a long while for me to explain everything...but...I've ever seen anything like you before. The closest I've been was Clockwerk, a robot falcon...who made you?" Sly asked intrigued at Megatron's design.  

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IC: Revan

 

Revan nodded and at bayonetta's words and started to walk over to the cute looking woman in the red and black jesters outfit.

 

"Indeed, we don't know who brought us here, but we know that they must be powerful if they are able to transport the lot of us here, which means working together is our best chance of beating them"

 

He stopped in front of the girl who was dressed as some sort of clown and nodded in her direction.

 

"Do you have a name young one?"

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@@C. Thunder Dash,

 

It doesn't take much to get on Megatron's bad side, and insinuating that he was made, like some machine built to serve, is a quick way of pissing him off. "I'm going to give you a pass since you clearly don't know who or what I am. I am a part of a race of autonomous cybernetic organisms from the planet Cybertron. We are not made like some simple machine. Insinuate this again, and I will use you for target practice."

 

He then tried to use his commlink to call for backup "Shockwave, can you hear me?" nothing, "Soundwave? Knockout?...Starscream? Anybody?" nothing, "Just perfect. It seems I am stuck here with you fleshlings after all. Ugh."


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IC: The Timebroker

 

"Stop this nonsense."

 

As the voice spoke, Megatron's weapons de-powered momentarily, while the Revan's connection to the Force seemed to abruptly disconnect.

 

"You were all brought here to become allies, not enemies." The voice was coming from a little man who seemed to appear out of nowhere. He was about 5 feet tall, chubby, and wearing a green vest over his neatly ironed shirt. And the pink bow-tie seemed to really stand out. He was also balding. He had a little bit of dark hair around the back of his head, stretching from ear to ear, in that `horse shoe` style.

 

Speaking loud enough for even the towering Transformer to hear, he said, "I am the Timebroker. It was I who brought you all here." He paused for a quick moment. "Speaking of `here`, this place, as you may have been wondering, is The End Of Time. It is one of the few places in which all realities meet."

 

He waited another moment until he had everyone's attention. "I have quite a speech here, so listen carefully...and hold your questions until after I'm through." He cleared his throat. "All realities and dimensions are connected. They make up what is known as the `chain of reality`. If a certain event occurs in one of these realities, it will have a ripple effect, travel through the chain, and eventually have an effect on all the other realities. As of late, there have been `kinks` within this chain of reality. We need a group of heroes to fix these kinks before they lead to the destruction of all life as we know it."

 

The little man began pacing as he spoke. "All of you have been selected to travel from reality to reality fixing these problems. And you personally have been selected because of events that have the potential to take place in your realities. For example... Revan, you will meet with the Jedi Exile who proves to be far more than you can handle. In your defeat, the Jedi rise again and continue to protect the galaxy. Not entirely bad, based upon your point of view.. And Megatron, the Autobots will eventually defeat your entire team of Decepticons, reducing you to scrap metal.”

 

The chubby man continued.

 

Harley, my dear, are left to die as your beloved 'Mistah Jay' leaves you tied up in a blimp in which he implemented to spread 'laughter and joy' across Gotham City. The explosion would have made your death quick and painless. And Cecil, things in Nightvale stretch farther than human imagination would allow. You eventually would wind up in an Asylum... lobotomized.” Though he hadn't addressed all of them, he was sure that he had gotten his point across rather well. He watched the reactions of the people he mentioned. "You will all suffer some sort of horrible fate, whether it be death, living in torture, or having not being born at all. In order to save you from those fates, you have been teleported here. Failure to fix the kinks in these realities means that you will end up with that horrible life...or death."

 

He continued pacing. "You have been given the power to change your own destinies. I highly recommend you take this offer."

 

Knowing there were a million thoughts running through their minds, The Timebroker concluded his speech. "You will all carry a device with you called The Tallus." He reached behind his back and revealed a large, golden bracelet with an oval-shaped jewel in the center of it. He slipped it over his hand and up past his wrist. The Tallus was so large that it covered most of his forearm. "These Tallus' come in all shapes and sizes to properly fit your preference. Bracelets, gauntlets, microchips, necklaces, key chains, whatever. This is what will guide you through dimensions. It will tell you what the situation is and what you must do to complete the mission." He stepped aside and, appearing behind him, was an extremely large chest. The lid was open, and inside were different shaped Tallus'. "Pick which ever one you want."

 

"Remember," The Timebroker added, "you have been specifically selected to save the universe from collapsing on itself. You are now part of a team that will inevitably become the greatest group of heroes through all of time."

 

He slipped the Tallus off of his arm and tossed it back into the chest with the others.

 

“I can now field any questions you may have.”

 

TAG: Sly, Megatron, Bayonetta, Revan, Cecil, Cerebella, Harley, Shen

 

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IC: Revan

 

Revan screamed in pain and dropped to the floor holding the side of his head as he was cut off from the force, if only for a moment the sudden loss of... Well everything had overwhelmed him.

 

After the force returned to him he raised himself off the floor and glared at the short man, he let him finish his speech and then spoke.

 

"Are you mad, if you ever cut me off from the force again I'll gut you like the bantha you are, I don't care if it ends time, at least I'll die with the force and my lightsaber embedded in your chest, ignorant schutta"

 

Revan thought about what the time broker had said, the exile, that would have to be... Meetra Surik.

 

"You know of Meetra, is she alright, I haven't seen or heard of her since malachor v, I had feared the worst, I can't feel her in the force, tell me what has become of her"

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