Multiverse: You are the Character

[Greycat]

Grey nodded with satisfaction, approving the technique and the damage factor it held. Helical Drill Sphere was definitely a keeper. Forming chaos into a sphere worked out well. The thing with chaos was that it was, well, chaos. Spells required structure and formulas to transform the energy into the results desired. Chaos didn't keep to structure and patterns well. It preferred to break those. Laws in general. That's why you never heard of someone being Lawfully chaotic. It made coming up with techniques tricky. If he was an Avatar of law or Harmony on the other hand, he would dishing out the spells like spray cheese. He envied Luka. his spells were being rattled off like pennies.

But he wasn't. Which was why he ripped off Kotaro's techniques instead of Negi's. Most of those required too much order and structure to work. Kotaro was more gun ho. He should have made chaos more agreeable when he did the conceptualization for it. It would have made things so much easier. But he drew on a lot of anime to describe chaos energy, even used the erebea concept and the Vile from Yosh to polish off the concept. though, that gave him a couple inklings for ideas. He realized he was loosing touch with the chaos in the air, most likely because he was slipping off the neutral point again. He schooled his thoughts again and launched himself back over to Jack's ship, skidding to a stop.

"O tridecim spiritus congeria," he chanted in Latin. Chaos was very adaptable, and if the restrictions were light enough, or the user willful enough, the mists could be used in many ways. And he was in a Magister Magi mood, and he would start small. "Coèuntes, sagittent inimicum meum. Sagitta Magica, Convergentia chaus!" His mists, following his prompting, swirled and converged into hovering masses resembling small fist sized comets, for all their stationary position. He grinned, and thrust his hand forward, launching them at the Cthulhu-lings in front of him.

"Tortilis Impes Regio!" he snapped as he ducked under the axe swing of the heavy set fishman he heard pounding up behind him. He didn't stop to note what type he was and he blasted the Spiral Thrust Sphere into the thing's gut. Small scale of he previous success, with much similarity to a rasengan, though it had more range. And he figured he would strike to the Latin for a while. He tumbled into a roll to clear the spot were the Cthulhu-ling, a whale shark it looked like, was about to crash into, and prepared his third adaptation. He set the mists swirling around his arms tightly, forming a sort of weaponized armor. With it, he deflected a sword strike and jabbed through the fishman's chest and into the back of the one behind it. "Turben Vestum: Vulnerans Contiger." spiral Attire: Piercing Lancer."

He sprinted, using the heads of several fishmen as convenient stepping stones (the Turben Vestum around his feet making it less than pleasant for them) and landed lightly a few feet from Luka. "Yo, Angel-boy!" he called out in greeting. The Vestum spiralling tightly around his limbs and tail like living wires of mist, but more loosely around his chest. He liked it. "You know ole lawful puppy here? Good to know." he said. He had only last thing to try; chaos corruption ala Yosh. It would go far to increase his repertoire. "How you two doing?"

[Yellow 13]

Hearing Fenix's name, Yellow grinned wolfishly. Before he could react, she pounced on him, pinned him and began licking his face happy to finally meet one of his longest RP friends and being without word or any way of writing things down, she settled for licks.

"Hey! Whoa! Geez Ammy! What are you-- Hey! Are you even listening to me!?"

"No."Ammy said soon getting off Fenix. "Listen, you're my voice now. So relay everything I say to him and anyone else i touch with my nose or i'll swallow you."

Issun gulped and looked at Fenix, Yellow helping him to his feet. Soon, he began dictating. "Well if the Kraken does decide to pop in, me and Issun here can probably give it a big thrashing." She flicked her tail back and forth. "As for how I got here... I don't know. I was just sitting in my room eating some gummi worms, found this topic and decided to sign up then I got turned into Ammy somehow. Oh and the Great and handsome Issun decided to pop in... What do you mean that's not what you said? Hey wait! Ammy no! heel! argh!" Yellow made a move to swollow him but Issun apologized and she grinned. She was gonna have fun being Amaterasu.

[Fenix250]

To my slight dismay; Patrick, as Ammy, simply started to lick the heck out of my face. My head was moving in a futile attempt to escape, "Ahh! Yellow, Ammy, stop it! haha, enough with the licking already!"
Issun was trying to say something, but he was a minor character, so who cares. FINALLY he... err she, stopped licking me and got off; I was in great need for a bucket of water to get all the wolf saliva off my face now...

Issun gulped about what Yellow was barking on about as... she helps me up to my feet. I really need to figure out how to address someone who has the mind of a male, but the body of a female. Being Yellow's voice, Issun translated her canine-speak. It was generally what I expected, minus the last thing the bug said; which caused Ammy to almost eat him. She was grinning at that... Speaking of which, I NEED to lighten up; all of this is bound to be normal here. Maybe things would've been better for me if I didn't picked a blessed/cursed character like this though... Maybe we'll be able to change who we are if we go to another world? Doubtful...

Enter Greycat, "Yo, Angel-boy! You know ole lawful puppy here? Good to know. How you two doing?"
I smiled, "Just fine, more or less. Yellow Thirteen? This would be Greycat. He's our Chaotic 'favor granter'. Still trying to figure out what downside there is to it though... Something about flags and the system being mostly the same as a 'trouble center' or something. Also, before Issun goes and declares him evil; there's a fine line between Evil and Chaotic. We already had a lecture on that at least two times."

[RedxXxDawn]

Tsunade could not summon her slug, but she could support her allies and the avatars with her needles. It was strange, though. Each time she reached into her shirt she was always able to pull out more of the throwing needles. She started to guess that she had an endless supply of them. Nowhere in the Narutoverse was it mentioned that a ninja had run out of ammunition, probably because their animators never took limitations to supplies into account. But Tsunade certainly was not about to complain. She needed all the throwing weapons she could get.

She was pleased to see Amaterasu fighting among the other avatars. A large sweep of lightning from her took out a large number of the fish people, and that alone made a good difference and turned the tide for Jack's crew. That and Aisherlock's arsenal were working greatly against the mermen. It seemed that the white dog and the metal man came just in time to aid Tsunade's friends. Well maybe she did not consider them friends just yet, that kind of attachment was something that would take more time. For now they were allies, and she would help them. She had done so on multiple accounts with her needles, raining them down on foes that would try to sneak up behind her allies and some of Jack's pirates, too.

But the fight between Jack and Davy Jones, however, seemed at a stalemate. The two did not land a single blow on one another. Not yet. Jack deflected one last stroke from his foe, but Davy Jones thrust forward with his crab pincer. Jack swiped at it with his sword in defense, but only to leave a small cut in the shelled flesh as it knocked him on his feet. Although he did roll to the side just in time to avoid the crab leg that stomped down where he was a second ago. Jack scrambled back to his feet and continued the fight. But then he remembered the other ship that was approaching. Gradually, but nonetheless this one seemed to be supporting his side of the battle.

"Ahoy thar, Jack!" Barbossa shouted. The bearded man stepped forward from his deck and fired a pistol at one of the fish people. "Looks like you've got yerself a bit of a fish problem, eh?"

Davy Jones looked at him, then at Jack. "..Wait a minute. He's here too?"

Jack nodded. "Yes," he replied, too casual for the situation. "Must've come back to nab the treasure from you after he gave me that map, and-"

"Wait a minute!" Davy Jones scowled. "He got that map from you?"

Jack simply nodded, satisfied with his lie.

"Then HE must've taken it! All hands! Go an' board that ship!" Turning his attention completely away from Jack, Davy Jones pointed his cutlass at Barbossa's ship and crew. "They're the ones with the treasure! Get 'em!"

Jack just looked at him. He looked at Barbossa, then at his compass. Barbossa could not have taken the treasure, for he had not made it to the island yet. It was not him that gave Jack the map, As cliche' as it was he simply found it in a bottle that floated near his ship. But then again, Jack pondered, neither him nor Barbossa made it there before Davy Jones, so neither of them could have sent him down there for nothing. Perhaps there was something there that Jones missed?

Suddenly, all of the merfolk halted their assault on Jack's ship and crew. They all fell back, diving over the nearest rail and swimming straight toward Barbossa's ship. "You!" Davy Jones shouted, joining them. "You're so about to pay for all of this! Puttin' me on that wild goosechase like that.. well now yer gonna get it! Kill 'em all! Go below thar decks and nab the treasure he stole!"

Just like that, Davy Jones and his crew left Jack's ship. Jack, grinning inwardly, decided to take advantage of the opportunity and head out. "All hands!" He shouted. "Get the injured below decks! Set the sail! We're leavin' this battle to them."

Whatever pirates remained immediately went straight to work. The ship set sail once again, and they left Barbossa and Davy Jones to their meaningless battle. Even if the treasure was fake, Jack mused, then it's rather detailed for a prank. And just how did Jones and Barbossa know about it?

Seems to how the fighting was over, Tsunade clasped her hands together and drew forth chakra for her healing spell. She applied glowing hands to her shoulder and side where she had been cut earlier, and the wounds closed right up. Unfortunately, she thought, it doesn't heal my clothes too.
Then she hopped down from her crows' nest, landing hard on Jack's deck. While her landing left a rather nasty impact, she completely ignored it and headed straight for her fellow avatars and Jack's pirates. "So," she called out, almost cheerfully, "who needs to be healed? Anyone hurt should step right on up and watch the master at work!" She smiled confidently, hoping no one noticed the cracked wooden floor behind her. What is this, she thought, the second- third time I've destroyed something on this ship? Well at least Jackie didn't notice.. yet..

She liked Jack. He was witty and worked well on the spot like she did. She also had a slight.. fondness of him, which she would never admit to. It was the reason she would tease him with the nickname Jackie.

[Yellow 13]

When Yellow heard and saw another woman enter, she turned to face her and nodded. Sadly, she couldn't do to much healing. No one here seemed to be part plant and the best she could do now was making them feel better for a little bit. It was essentially putting a bandage on a broken leg and giving the person a lollypop. Instead, she walked over to the woman and gave her a canine bow. Technically, no one could see her real form so she would chance being more social.

Yellow should have epected this though but soon Issun's voice pipped up. "Holy cow you're stacked!" He yelled bouncing more exictadly on her noise. Annoyed, Yellow shook her head back and forth, making Issun miss a jump nd fall down. Annoyed, he looked at her, but she ignored him.

[Greycat]

Grey was facing a distinct dilemma. He remembered Tsundere's rant. And he didn't want to test the theory to see if she forgot about it, or if she was just making empty threats. On the other hand, Luka seemed to have had a little psychotic break down during the battle (much like the one he had, though he preferred to thing of his as chaotic enlightenment.) Personally, he blamed the DND Alignment Test. Damned thing opened doors int he soul that many people would have gone throughout their life happy and satisfied ignoring. Knowledge was overrated. There was a lot to be said about blissful ignorance. Then again, the person who make that test must have been either a chaos agent (or avatar); throwing people's lives into disarray, or an order agent (or avatar); sorting people into specific categories.

Leaving the meta-spiritual discussions aside, and back to the physical injuries, his shifting could close wounds, but not bind torn or severed muscles or tissues. That needed time. Or a Cleric. Or a medical ninja. He sighed. Why did his support team have to be so mentally unstable? And not in the good way, like he was. Since the battle was over with, he didn't need his whip-tails, reabsorbed those into his back, rolling his shoulders a bit. The spots were they were itched. He was upset that he didn't get to try his corruption trick. He supposed he could attempt it after he got through the healing. (Or was that if he got through the healing.)

But the newbies. He never introduced himself, though Luka seemed to think that was his job. He hoped down to deck level, flowing into his big cat form, his suit dissipating into mists. He padded over to the wolf, looking at the bouncing dot than at the beast. definitely an agent of Order. He could smell it. Little white furball was gonna mess with his plans, he just new it. But that didn't mean he could be civil (in a manner of speaking) about it. "It was four times, Luka. I'm keeping track of it." He raised a furry eyebrow at the puppy, a slight smirk to features. "So, puppy, what's with the flea? Trying to be Inuyasha?"

[Fenix250]

(just so people know; to 'normal' people (most NPCs at least), Ammy looks like a snow white wolf. No red 'war paint'.)

When I introduced Yellow, or Ammy to Grey, more merfolk walked over to us, "I'm REALLY getting tired of you fish faced bastards!"
I flexed my gloved hand as I prepared to rip some more blood out of them to regain my 'demonic gun' I lost earlier. Come to think about it; I seem fine with it now... is the glove doing that? Still, before I charged at the nearest one, Jones yells to his crew, "All hands! Go an' board that ship!"
Everyone stopped, so I looked at the fishy reject and then where he was pointing; there was another ship moving our way, and on our side! The merfolk made their way off our ship and I casually waved, "Uh, bye then... Any idea what Jackie said to Jones?"

Once the merfolk left the ship, Dawn drops on down and left a nice little dent in the deck, "You know you can CLIMB down the mast, right Dawn?"
I chuckled as she started her 'I CAN HEALZ YOU!' speech and a thought came to mind. I chuckled when Issun proved to be the Issun I knew as I tap the ground with my staff, "Yeah yeah, Tsunade may be hot according to that bug hopping around Ammy's nose and she does have healing powers, but why trust something one REALLY has to work at when you can just have someone whisk your pain and injuries away with MAGIC?"
My star pendent glowed through my ruined cloak and clothes. This was followed by my staff and one big flash of white light later (this covered Luka for two seconds).

I was now wearing a generic white mage robe with my pendent in clear sight along with the feather-white wings I used to fly onto the ship a couple of days ago. I blinked when I noticed my new look and I could've sworn I heard the sound of disgust within my mind when my still visible red glove glowed slightly for a second. I shook it off and continued, "Little overdramatic, but I like it! Anyways, I'm not sure how well Tsunade will fair with healing others, but I guarantee that you will be perfectly healed with no abnormal side-effects if you let me heal you instead!"
I wasn't sure how it happened really, but I knew I wanted my appearance to be less...war-torn. At the disgust of a demonic being that must be within my glove; I got a new outfit! My sword seems to be gone though and my head felt smarter; the 'I can cast lots more spells' kind of smart. So, maybe I can shift 'jobs' or something? Either way; I was happy to the point that I didn't hear what Grey said to Ammy. As long as I didn't need to live up to any 'Lawful' rules, I might become content with my situation... besides the demonic glove; I keep getting the feeling that it wants to eat me and my Pendent is the only thing keeping it from doing just that. After I got done grinning, I remembered that frigging WINGS sprouted from my back and I put my staff to the side as I meekly tuck my wings behind my back, "...Bit too much?"

(News:Holy White mage (or Angel form): INT, WIS,, MP UP. - ATK, DEF DOWN. Should not engage in direct combat)
(Traveling Cleric form: ATK, DEF, AGI, UP. - MP, MP Regin DOWN. Big spells not recommended nor should be attempted.)
(Yes, these don't fit the real me at all, problem? xD)

[Yellow 13]

"FLEA!?" Issun shrieked indignantly. "I'm Issun, the wandering artist! And you'd do well to remember that! Don't make me use my sword Denkomaru on you!" He drew his tiny sword and Yellow laughed. picking him up this time, she looked to the cat man. "This here's my pal, the great Okami Amaterasu. Though for some reason, I think she took some brain damage because she keeps saying that she's some guy called Yellow 13." Yellow meanwhile sighed.

"And Inuyasha? I know of it, but my fine furry friend here said she's never seen it. whatever it is. What's that...? Oh. She says she knows of it but hasn't seen it."

[RedxXxDawn]

Tsunade chuckled when Issun commented on her... rack. A thought came to her to bring up the fact that it was too bad bug spray had not been invented in pirate days, but she decided against it. She instead tried to take it as a compliment. She was fairly patient with perverted people, so long as they would not touch or keep gawking at her for too long. And Issun was just a little bug. Or sprite, or whatever. Tsunade probably would not even notice whether or not he was even staring at all.

She began sorting through all the corpses on the deck, separating people from fish people. Mostly fish people. She would not waste her chakra healing those. The few wounded pirates she came across she did heal, one with a broken back and the other unconscious and with a stab wound in his gut.

After healing those two pirates, Tsunade looked back over her shoulder and saw that Luka's outfit was suddenly.. newer looking. It was a white robe, completely different than what he had had on before. Tsunade liked it better than his previous outfit. Wish I could change clothes that easy, she thought, looking at the blood stains on her shirt.

Then she turned to Greycat. "Say Grey.. you've been stabbed multiple times by those merfolk just before, haven't you? Want me to close up those wounds for ya?" She asked with a playful cat-faced grin. Of course she would not mind healing him, though it was more of a tease than an offer. She remembered what she said to him before about her healing jutsus having side effects. That was just a bluff, though it was possible that some of her other techniques may have had side effects. But if she happened to choose Orochimaru as her avatar, however, then side effects would have been imminent. It was one of the things dark magic was known for, side effects and high chakra cost in exchange for great power. Tsunade liked power. Just then, she remembered that one jutsu activated through the diamond in her forehead. That itself was powerful, and it did have a drawback. It was there to accumulate and store chakra, and has been doing so for many years. Using it to heal herself would greatly reduce her life span, or something like that. But did it still have all of that chakra there? Tsunade looked at her necklace, and then remembered something. Before Shippuden, the necklace was given to Naruto just before she used the stored chakra to heal herself. If the necklace was still there, the chakra probably was too. This meant that the avatar picture of Tsunade that she chose for herself was taken at an early time in the series, before her skirmish with Orochimaru.

Setting all of that aside, she waited for Greycat's reply. After healing him (or being turned down, which was the response she guessed would come), she would see how the other pirates and avatars were faring. No, instead she would go straight for Jack. Perhaps Davy Jones made a cut or two into him. Then Tsunade would get to heal him - and therefore have a good excuse to touch him. She smiled inwardly at the thought. It was too bad she had not spent much time with him, nor did she even get to see him drunk. She had put a few moves on him before the navy fight, but he did not seem interested for some reason. Perhaps he would be interested now. At least that was what Tsunade started to tell herself.

[Fenix250]

Well, I better get to work after that display, huh?
One thing was for sure; I must have made my character REALLY screwed up in terms of Law and Chaos, for there was still some abilities that even I don't know of. I DO know that white mages have a REALLY useful spell, so I went to work looking for those whose 'souls is still within reach of their bodies' as I would say it.

The battle went on for a pretty long time, so anyone who died too soon was lost to us. There was a time limit of ten minutes to revive someone, give or take their willpower (which could've been amplified if they knew someone nearby could revive them) before they're truly dead. Since my character was loaded with his own currency on him, I made sure each one who I wouldn't be able to revive had a coin of some kind. Anyone who asked was given the same answer, "Their souls left their bodies some time ago. I can't revive these people, but at least I can make sure they're able to cross the 'River of Lost Souls.' I can't see how their life went, nor do I know what this reality does to it's dead, so I want to make sure they're prepared for whatever afterlife they go to."
was one of the few things involving the 'Afterlife' that I believed in, hence why I always keep a boring old penny within my wallet at the very least; I would give a coin of a better value if I could though, since mortal money might mean nothing in the Afterlife. Thankfully I did found six dead pirates whose souls were still attached to their bodies, a couple only barely. I started from the weakest soul and worked my way up. As I worked my magic on each one it looked like white feathers were raining on them. Once the special effects were over with; any and all wounds that caused their deaths were gone and they slowly stirred. Most of them had no idea what happened and some figured that they actually died, but I reassured them a little, "You were simply knocked unconscious and I used my magic to let you wake up faster. If you still have any injuries, then head below deck with everyone else that was injured."
That little lie was for the best really. Can't let them think they can cheat death now can I?

I held the staff in front of me and took a deep breath; I was feeling calm now. I was actually feeling calm... The wonders of an Angelic form, right?
I soon hear Dawn teasing Grey about healing him and I sighed. I made sure once again that these new wings of mine were behind my back before I approached them in case Grey REALLY doesn't like the sight of white feathered wings. If Grey turned down Dawn's offer, then I would happily stepped up to heal him myself with a smile on my face for what I was about to say, "I think you scared the kitty during your little rant Tsunade!"
God forbid if I didn't join in on the fun. After getting Grey's approval to heal him, I happily cast a 'Cura' spell on him and watched as his wounds were quickly healed, "There you go Grey! ...You know? I think I want to stay on a support role; I'm actually feeling calm and a little happy for the first time since we came here!"
I knew for a fact I won't be able to stay on a support role; my combat skill was just too good for me to stay on the sidelines during major fights... Ironic huh? I never killed anyone or anything in real life before, yet I can easily do it even though it makes me feel like a demon... All of this was just happening too fast; that's what's going on. I'll be fine after enough conflicts..

If Grey didn't say anything to me (or if Grey took up Dawn's offer), I would make my way below deck to make sure everyone was ready for round two: I know Jack from the movies and chances are he lied to Jones to get him to attack the other ship. We NEED to be ready for his retaliation once Davy Jones realized what Jack did.