Fall Of The Universes 2.0 Rp Thread

[TheWyrdWolf 1532]

Fall of the Universes 2.0

 

 

Darkness...

 

From a young age we are taught to fear it, we never question why we should but we all have that nagging doubt in the back of our minds, that itching desire to run, run from something that we don't even know is there or not. Almost every species in the Universe has an irrational fear of the dark. But they're wrong. Because its not irrational. There is something in the dark, or more precisely the darkness is something, an essence of a power long forgotten, an essence that is breaching through the cracks of time and space.

 

Here, let me tell you a story...

 

The Universe you and i know of is like a bubble, a bubble that sits in space and is connected or more or less separated from the other bubbles by a barrier that keeps the Universes separate from each other for reasons unknown. This barrier is as old as the universes themselves, and it is unknown what its purpose is. Anyway, carrying on with the story. A long time ago in one of these bubbles there was nothing but pureness in the galaxy. A race of highly evolved beings whose names have been lost to the winds of time.  This race of Scientists were capable of almost anything, they created the Suns and Planets we see in the sky today. What.. you didn't think the Sun was naturally created did you?

 

Anyway.. One of this race set out in establishing an opposing force to the light in the galaxy as he believed not all things should exist by themselves and that all things must have a balancing force that goes hand in hand with the former. And so he set about trying to create what he believed would be a balancing force in the galaxy, little did he know he was creating their doom.

 

Darkness Manifests..

 

This scientist has discovered a particular element in the universe that he had never seen the likes of before, as he studied it he succumbed to its power. When it was to late to act, he realized he was dealing with something that predated all of existence, something that existed before the light in this world, something that completely consumed him. This darkness manifested itself inside that of the young scientist and completely eroded away his mind until the scientist was but a mere puppet of which the darkness was the puppeteer. The Fallen Scientist set about bringing down the barriers of just one bubble in the Multiverse at the will of the darkness. This bubble was another Universe that had been completely devoured by the corruption and malice that followed the dark. It wasn't long before this universe to was destroyed, except for one planet. This planet is still under siege, even today and it is said that when the time is right, heroes will be summoned from the Multiverse to save reality.

 

Now goodnight my friend, i suggest sleeping with the light on for even as we speak, the barriers are falling...

 

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Introduction Post - Dmitri Petrov

 

Universe: Halo

 

Currently: Fighting for his life among the ruins of New Mombasa

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Dmitri threw himself into cover as the Wraith up ahead spat forth its deadly barrage of plasma, the plasma impacted very close to his position. Two unlucky marines got caught in the ensuing explosion and their very flesh was vaporized, the ground beneath were they once stood now glassed.  Dmitri turned to see a Marine out of cover firing from a standing position, he grabbed him by the leg pulling him down into cover.

 

"What are you doing? Are you mad! Get on the Warthogs 50. Cal! Show those Covie bastards why it was a bad idea to come to Earth!"

 

The Marine, scared more by the ODST in his black armour than by the advancing Covenant quickly obeyed running over to the Warthog and hopping on the back. Dmitri hefted his Sniper Rifle up, waiting for the Marine to open fire so he could move positions to get a clearer shot at the Wraith. The gunner on the Warthog unleashed a hail of death upon the foe giving Dmitri the neccessary covering fire to move, he stood and sprinted throwing himself down into cover next to the Pelicans open hatch. Lowering himself onto his stomach, Dmitri took aim, his cross-hairs drifting over towards the Wraith and the Grunt manning the open topped turret.

 

Slowing his breathing Dmitri squeezed the trigger splattering the grunts head over the Wraiths shining purple armour. It turned and prepared to fire towards his position. Probably intent on destroying the Pelican and the wounded inside.

 

The Covenant continued their advance, creeping towards their position.

[Angel~ 34]

{Reia}

 

Reia sighs before smiling tiredly rubbing her eyes as she purchases a new sweater and some warmer jeans for herself before walking into a small coffee shop and sits down at the table looking at the area quietly before twitching hearing a loud siren calling for another titan attack outside and she grumbles "Not going back out..its my break..." She says quietly before she hears a very loud crash as the wall is broken open by the brand new giant titan with a sickening crack as the boulder of a door rolls through houses and people. Reia cringes sitting in her chair in shock as she watches this 'Th-they...broke..broke through the wall?!' she says to herself before getting over it and rushing outside clipping her Maneuver gear to herself and snatching her blades up and then checks her gear mumbling 'I'll be ok...' before zipping towards the clouds of smoke and dust searching for the titan's wandering the dangerous streets, After about ten minutes she spots a large titan grabbing a citizen about to eat the person but before it can do so she zips forwards the maneuver gear hitting it's neck before a sickening slashing noise is heard as she zooms by severing it's neck and killing it easily before twirling around to cut the citizen from the hands of the dead titan and places him down on the street not getting a single thank you only him sprinting off as the titan falls into the house, As the titan falls another titan seems to just poof right behind it roaring in hunger as it stares down at her stunning her as it slowly reaches down at her~...

 

(Might not be my best post :<)

[Sneaky 189]

Introduction Post - Wilson

 

Universe: Call Of Duty

 

Currently: Fighting for his life, in Moscow trying to escape the city.

 

"Wilson! I'm taking fire from the enemy Humvee! Take him out!" Wilson slowly adjusted his position, moving his sights to the head of the Russian man, he squeezed the trigger a low air compression shot couldn't be heard. He moved his sights over again to see a helicopter moving through the city, a Hind was coming right for him "Oh ****, I'm moving!" he slung his rifle across his shoulder and grabbed his M9 bretta, running down the stairs.

     As he was running, as he was the whole level he was running on was being torn apart by the Hind's guns. He ran down the stairs, as 3 Russian regulars came up un-spectating of Wilson, he squeezed off 6 rounds 2 for each of the man. As he ran he stopped at the door way, the radio was quiet.  

[TheWyrdWolf 1532]

((Posted in the Rp thread instead of the OOC thread lol, ignore this post. But just for clarification, everyone makes an RP introduction post like mine and then i will make a mod post))

[craotor 617]

                                                      Introduction Post: Randall Kurzer

                                                               Universe:Starcraft

Randall Kurzer stands over a cliff looking down at a small settlement that recently became a rebel base. Randall has his mask down and was smoking a minor narcotic, he puffed and turned around to address his squad. He had a thick Korhal accent which made him sound way more posh than he should “ Down there is our target boys. Those men and women believe they can defy the Dominion. Lets go show them the errors of their ways boys!!!” Kurze activated his jump pack and jumped off the cliff being followed by the other 12 reapers who were firing their pistols up in the air and shouting obscenities. Reapers didn't really like the whole stealth thing.

 

Randall started to slow down when he started getting close to the ground and shouted “ TIME TO DIE DIRT FARMERS” and began to shoot at the un ready rebel fighters hitting one in the face and another one in the gut. Randall felt the adrenaline syringe installed at the back of his necks armor go into effect. This was going to be a good day Randall thought

[Splitchris 11]

Sgt. Christopher McAnn - Introduction post

 

Ardennes - January 26th 1945, 1:34pm

 

Christopher scanned the skies for any signs of enemy aircraft, the Spitfire trembling slightly with the power of the Rolls Royce engine as he climbed together with his squadron. Friendly radar had picked up a staffel of Fw190s moving to intercept a group of B17s doing a tactical bombing run. The radio crackled: "Yellow leader, this is ground command, proceed to turn East 165 degrees towards the Flying Fortresses, over." He could hear the familiar voice of the squad leader responding "Roger that ground command, Yellow leader over and out." The 4 Spitfires turned over on their wing, turning in unison and proceeding towards the target... After about 5 minutes, the bombing formation came into view, the sky around it was lit up by tracer fire and the outline of several fighters zooming around the bombers. "Right lads, dive on me." came out of the radio as Yellow leader turned upside down and pointed his nose down, diving on the formation, Christopher following suit. He flattened out as he zoomed a few metres past a B17, pushng the plane into a loop as he felt the G forces violently making the plane shudder. A Fw190 came into sight and he pressed the trigger, letting out a stream of 20 millimeter bullets, ripping up the plane's fuselage from right to left until he pierced the fuel tank, sending the plane into an orange burst of fire. Just as he let out a woop of victory, his wingman shouted in the radio... "Damnit McAnn, break left, you got one on your tail!" and almost as if synchronized with the message, a bullet ripped through the canopy and smashed into the dashboard. Jerking the stick left, the plane was thrown around, the Fw190 on his tail zooming past and throwing itself around as well, droplets of sweat forming on Christopher's forehead as he did a barrel roll and threw his plane around again, the Fw190 still on his tail...

[EmeraldStag 165]

 

Introduction: Gorrum

 

Hyrule Field - Midday

 

 

It was a peaceful day in the land of Hyrule. Evil had been vanquished many years ago by the Hero of Time, and an Era of peace spread across the world. The monsters had retreated into the darkest corners of Hyrule in order to stay alive and bide their time. Today was a special day to the denizens of Hyrule: It was a large cultural festival that happened once a year, involving all of the races to come together and celebrate. Though it was a time of celebration, there, in Hyrule Field, was one single Goron lazing about in the grass, lying on his back napping the day away. It was silent and peaceful, laying down under the sun and on a cushion made of the long growing grass of Hyrule field. Nearby, an old willow tree's low hanging leaves began swaying in the gentle wind. This was Gorrum's favorite spot to be: It was outside of the hustle and bustle of the Goron City yet was close enough that it didn't take long to get to, or to come back home from. Next to him was a pile of rocks, of which he would casually grab one and give a large bite into it, crunching it nosily. Birds flew over head around over head, making wide circles around Hyrule field.

[ShadowoKing 86]

 

Kegan Gillean Introduction

 

Unknown location, Ferelden, Thedas

 

In the world known as Thedas, in Ferelden. Four young people dressed in robes sprinted down a narrow path to come across large rock formations blocking their way. They look left and right in the tense of the forest, panicking and afraid. These young people were mages, Kegan Gillean wearing different robes to the younger people stood there watching the three mages panicking.

"We do not have much time, the Templars are not far," Kegan looks at his younger brother with similar physical traits as him but younger, "We should of stayed back at the Circle."

His younger brother looked up at Kegan with furious anger, "Don't look at me as if it is all my fault. The Templars will soon or later kill us."

A sudden chatter in the distance from the direction the mages took. The sound of metal clashing together growing louder and louder, an army of Templars is approaching. The mages were shocked that the Templars are this close in so little time. "They are coming," A mage said. Kegan slides out his wooden staff from behind his back standing into a fighting stance. He turned to look at his brother and his brother's friends. "I'll hold them off, we'll meet at Ostagar."

The three mages ran towards the right without questioning, Kegan breathes in and spins the staff with his right hand. He was prepared to face the templars.

[_pok_ 1768]

"Come on you bastard, I dare you. Pick up the gun and see what happens." Damon Abrams watched the survivor scavenge his way through the airfield, trying to find a rifle, through the sights of his M4. As soon as the poor survivor picked up the rifle, Damon pulled the trigger and smiled. Another dead bambi.

 

He climbed down from his deer stand, scratching off yet another tally on the magpul stock of his M4. That was his thirty-seventh kill since his escape from Chernarus. Boy was that place a **** hole, at least there was open space on Lingor. Damon slung his rifle over his shoulder, creeping forward onto the airfield slowly, approaching the body of his latest prize. 

 

As he leaned over the corpse, he said a short prayer. "Dear Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. Out of my own greed I have killed this man, for his food. Nothing else. I pray to you in hopes you understand why I have sinned, with the sole purpose of survival in mind. Amen." He looked out over the airfield, nothing. Then, shots rang out. The sound of bullets crashing into the hangar filled the air. Damon quickly scurried to the back of the hangar, laying prone. 

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

Introduction: Algeahn

 

Location: Termina Field. (Afternoon)

 

 

Algeahn smiled. He was almost home, only a day or two more walking home, and he'd finally be with his wife. Though yet - a great day, and a reliving end, Algeahn could not shake the feeling something was about to happen. The scowling moon was not in the sky, and a warm breeze whistled itself around Termina field, passing through clock town, and lightly carresing the Zora's back "Almost home..." he muttered as he continued walking, occassionally adjusting his stachel, keeping due mind to keep his prized horn from touching any of the food.

 

Algeahn pondered if he would ever travel again, maybe if he ever had children he would bring them on trips... He wondered if his songs would be any good at home,  or if he could do any good at home....

 

Throughout his ponderings, Algeahn never expected what was about to come, and the events he was about to become part of,

[Crayfishchris 751]

Cratominique Davonte

 

Universe: Star Wars

 

Status: Travelling in hyperspace along the Hydian Way

 

"Oi! Cra! What the slep are you doin'?"

 

Lesti's gruff voice called these words out from the front of the ship. It wasn't large, just a simple trade tug on its route along the Hydian Way. A few more hours and they'd be at Coruscant, and all their troubles would be over. He ran a hand through his hair, the Zabrak spikes protruding. He was a half-breed, but he was proud of it. There was no other way to put it. Maybe it was because of his special position he'd managed to rise up through the ranks of a trading company, and come to own it. Now they were making the trade deal of a lifetime.

 

"Just fixing up a few of the droids, is all."

 

Cra stood up, admiring his handiwork. Oh yes, they were fixed. Mouse droids, meant to run along the lines of battle cruisers and larger ships, were great for holding snippets of data. And when you fixed a bunch together...

 

"Lesti! Clyve! Sandrae! Come check this out!"

 

The three other members of his crew filtered in. Lesti, a full human with a beard and a bright, twinkling brown eyes, was first in. He was Cra's elder by about 15 standard years, but he was easily his best friend. No one in the room could ever be serious whilst he was in the room. Even Cra himself fell prey to his jovial outbursts sometimes.

 

"Hm? What is this nonsense, Cra?"

 

Clyve was a different matter. The Bothan, his nose twitching and long brown hair sleeked back and oiled, hardly ever smiled. He took his job as negotiator very seriously, a neutral expression stuck on his face from years of managing business deals without cracking so much as a grin.

 

"Ah, let the boy speak."

 

Sandrae. Good god, was she impressive. The Zabrak woman had piqued Cra's interest the first time he had laid eyes on her, five years ago. They were of the same age, and they... Well... things happened, supposedly. Cra wasn't sure where they stood now. But she was an invaluable informant, and knew the best places to find the latest rumor or business deal.

 

"Right, so you know how mouse droids have simple AI? They're essentially storage banks, run all that minor stuff? Well, I think I've found a way to get these hunks of junk to work better."

 

Connecting a final wire, Cra stood back, waiting for the once three mouse droids to start acting as one.

 

It didn't happen.

 

"What, I thought I-"

 

In a blinding flash of light, the three droids combusted, leaving nothing but a wisp of smoke coming from the ventilation shafts.

 

"Son of a-"

 

Lesti's loud laugh interrupted his outburst.

 

"Ahahahah! C'mon, /sir/... let's have dinner. We'll be at Coruscant in... 151 minutes."

 

So, life wasn't /that/ perfect. But it was peaceful.

[TheWyrdWolf 1532]

((Stand By For Mod Post))

[The Animal 1]

Inquisitor Zhow took a slow sip of his amasec, and studied the people gathered here. Here was the palace of Hive Hades, on armageddon. Zhow was dressed as a local dignitary and acted his part, but he was here to determine if the hive's governor was staying true to the throne. Having Inquisitorial storm troopers and a whole steel legion regiment delegated to his command, he could act at any moment. He stayed his hand however, for he did not want too act to soon or too hastily.

 

Several hours later, Zhow and his team of storm troops geared up. The Hive governor was confirmed to be straying from the light of the throne, and would be put down for it. The troops rappelled from airships into the Governor's housing, and killed the first few servants they saw. Soon heretics and palace guards alike were attacking Zhow's team, confusion on who to follow running rife.

 

Focusing his will, Zhow let a burst of his psychic will flow forward in force, knocking the heretic to their feet. The storm troops seized the initiative and advanced, fighting their way to the governor's room. As steel legionaries flooded the lower levels, and storm troops clear out the palace, Zhow strode into the governors room. His hopes were short lived, the governor laid dead in his bed, the mark of nurgle etched on his forehead. 

 

Cursing, Zhow takes cover with his decimated team as yet more heretics poor in....

[DigitalRescue 4]

Damien got the call. Vampires in the city. Their henchman captured a fellow Lycan, and reports were hat he was being tortured. He got out of one of the seven Range Rover Sports that had just pulled up to the driveway. They entered the building, twenty three Lycan's strong. Inside, all was dark, and quiet. They walked up the stairs to the seventh floor, before walking down the hallway. All of a sudden, muzzle-flashes illuminated the room, bullets flying at them. The cruel sound of rounds ripping through flesh filled the hall, before all the Lycans hid in side rooms. Some were on the floor, bleeding out. It wouldn't be long before they got back up, and the Vampires knew that. As the guns fell silent, the blood suckers expertly moved up, shooting the downed men in the head to stop them healing. Every shot echoed in his ears, every dying breath of his brothers a stab to his heart. He backed into one of the dark rooms, and began to transform. His brothers followed after him, the quick snapping of bones and grinding of joints echoed in his ears. His vision changed, colors less vibrant and the dark less... well, dark.

 

Silence followed.

 

Then Wolves crashed through the plaster walls, lunging on the advancing vampires. He locked his jaws around one of their heads - a man, around twenty - and crushed his skull with his teeth. He quickly ran to another one, blood lust clouding his mind. A young woman, beautiful but vicious, sprayed rounds at him frantically. Before long however he was on her, and sank his teeth deep into her arm, shredding her muscles. She screamed out in pain as her eyes turned blue and fangs erupted from her gums. She gauged at his thick skin, but he quickly slammed a paw into her face, knocking her out. He could have fun with her later.

[Agent Miller 26]

The roar of the Pelican's engine come to life as three of the hundreds of dropships take off from the UNSC Infinity to investigate a forerunner artefact on the shield world, Requiem. Rowan stands in the cargo bay of one with two scientist and 4 UNSC Soldiers armed with an assortment of weapons varyings from DMR's to MA5B Assualt Rifles. Not long after take off, a light flicks on his helmet to signify an incoming transmission. He answers the call to receive orders from the leader of the mission and head of the Spartan IV's, Commander Palmer, located on another Pelican. Once the orders were relayed, his green acknowledgement signal blinked before he then relayed the orders to his crew.

 

"Alright, this is gonna be a easy in and out mission. The lead Pelican will land first and send out a scouting party to make sure we don't face any resistance. Once we get the all-clear, we'll land and begin our survey's and link-up with Infinity. The sooner this is done, the more info we can learn what we need to. Do I make mysel--"

 

A loud explosion is heard to the North-East of the Pelican followed by a transmission: "Meday Meday, heavy Covenant anti-air resistance. We've been hit and going down!!"

 

Rowan then springs into action and calls: "EVASIVE MANOEUVRES!!"

The Pelican veers left and right trying to avoid the incoming plasma bolts and Rowan takes a seat before he gets thrown out the back.