@True Creator

Munich, Germany

The time was at hand. Soon the forgotten children of Nod would be returned to a shepherd of Kane. upon contacting LEGION, Isaac had explained his predicament, and that it stood as an opportunity for Nod to reap the benefits of Tiberium once more. So, the Marked of Kane would rise, free the most extreme of those loyal to nod, as well as their engineers and sabotours. Meanwhile he would preach to the average man, bringing hundreds of millions of Nod followers with him back to this world. However, he would require more than just words, he would require force. An ally, so to speak.

So, he had made his way, his EVR and datapad in tow (LEGION was more than capable of using the Scrin tower to trace the origin of Isaac's own signal), towards the only entity he had met that was at least somewhat civil, despite its horrific apperance. The journey had taken less than half an hour by car, soon he found himself once more within the domain of the daemon prince. It appeared to him that the cultists had taken to fortifying the city, mainly the building the Prince of the Warp had taken as his 'palace'. Again the confessor stood before the daemon, proud as a man who has the will and faith to stare down such horrors.

"Prince of the Warp, I apologize for another intrusion, but I have an offer to make towards you. I seek alliance so that I might spread my Brotherhood across this land, and rescue those souls left behind in the land of ignorance. Aid me with your forces, and I promise to grant you your own lands free of the Brotherhood's law. The exact terms we might negotiate further, but what say you daemon?"

Add's dynamos were right. A huge palace loomed in front of Ika Musume. It was unlike any human building she had ever seen! Standing on a piece of debris, Ika Musume would try to yell up to the top of the palace, where she saw a person standing. But just as she would begin to he would speak, his voice booming through the air. And just as quickly Ika Musume would find herself surrounded by extremely scary looking humans on all sides. All of them looking like they could take down even a whale just by looking at it. Maybe this was the JDF that eiko had told her about, finally here to face her. She found it flattering that they had sent such scary looking humans to take down her. Truly, she was a fearsome invader. Ika Musume would use her tentacles to pull herself in front of the army.

he he he... I am Ika Musume, De Geso! Messenger of the sea, sent here to inkvade and eliminate the humans who pollute the oceans, De Geso! No doubt you were sent to stop me, De Geso! But if you surrender now, I'll let you all live to eat shrimp another day, and possibly serve me as an inkvader, De Geso! But all who defy me will face execution, De Geso! My first demand of all who surrender is... is...'I forgot my demands...' oh, De Geso! You will give me all your shrimp, De Geso!"

Truly a riveting speech delivered by Ika Musume. Would any of the army be swayed? Would they shoot her? Or perhaps they would only think of her as a little girl with big ambitions. Whatever they thought, it was doubtful it wouldn't attract at least some attention however.

@CorpusMundus

Timaeus, Daemon Prince - Munich, Germany

He could feel the great warp storm envolving the planet, no doubt that it was a great sign of the chaos that will come.

The mortal had once more stood before him, as if without fear of his great and horrifying sight. That was just to say how impressive this mortal is, who not even being a genetic super soldier yet dared to stand without fear before him.

His offer was interesting to say the least, for that man had no power of his own, yet he talked of millions. Timaeus was very curious on what exactly entailed that plan of this 'interesting' mortal. Maybe with a bit of work, he could convert him to the true ways of Chaos instead of this 'Botherhood' non-sense

"Very well, I shall accept your offer, not only those cultist shall aid you, but I shall personally aid you as well!" He declared his intention. After hearing it, the Cultist began to prepare for what comes ahead of them.

Nagash, Supreme Lord of the Undead - Graveyard, Cairo, Egypt

After opening the portal, he steeped into the city of Cairo, of the vast lands of 'Egypt', of which really reminded him of his homeland.How curious...

He spread the few of his undead servants through the city to collect anything that may seems useful. And he himself went to the city graveyard again, for he need more servants and maybe this time he should try a few higher level one's.

GreenGoat & Hamstrong collab
Jetstream Sam & Fujiwara no Mokou
Bern, Switzerland.

Mokou landed somewhere on a street, sighing. There doesn't seem to be anything much here. Nothing that hinted at what brought her here or how she was going to get back to Gensokyo. Well, at least she has all the time in the world to figure it out.

She could feel some sort of energy somewhere, but its very nature seemed... very combative, aggressive. Not something she was interested in for now. They would inevitably meet sooner or later, but she preferred it to be later. There wasn't any joy in fighting normal beings seriously. Sighing again, she wondered how long it would take before she could escape. There wasn't any worry about food or anything, since she was beyond those already, but several hundred years alone would be rather boring.

Perhaps she should practise her danmaku skills.

Well that was that, Sam thought. He'd joined with another odd group. Hopefully they won't feel the need to add their colors onto his suit. Wearing Desperado colors was enough; he didn't want to end up like one of those racers with their suits filled with their sponsors logo. They certainly seemed the type to do just that. Maybe not that bloodthirsty woman. He got mixed feelings from her, not enough to form a solid opinion.

Now that he had joined however, he had decided to look around the place. Even if there wasn't anything of interest, knowing the area around them would be useful. He didn't go too far before he stumbled upon a white haired girl by herself in a ruined street.

"Oh? What's a pretty young girl doing by herself here?"

He didn't need to ask. From his own situation, and her looking like she didn't belong here was enough to tell him she herself was stuck here by some unknown force. Plus her clothes was clean, even if they looked odd, and she was just standing around looking bewildered.

Mokou turned around at the voice, wondering if this was going to turn out to be a fight. Instead of a youkai, however, the voice came from a human, wearing some sort of armor. Instead of a challenge, it was instead a genuine inquiry. Relaxing, she sat down on one of the flatter debris, eyes focused on the man before her. "I'm lost", she said, hoping the man would know something worthwhile. "Do you perhaps know where I am, or how I can go back?"

Just as he thought, the girl was stranded here like him. But unlike Sam, she didn't look like she could protect herself. She didn't attack, there was no hint of hostility in her voice, or anything else that says 'I'm dangerous'. He scratched his head, smiling slightly as the girl answered then asked a question of her own. It was hard not to feel like he should bring her back under his protection. She was trusting enough to sit down with her guards down in front of an armed man she just met out of nowhere.

"Ah, if only I had the answer to give such a lovely young lady." Grunting slightly, he sat down himself, taking up a seat near her. "Unfortunately, I've no idea myself. I just got here as well."

Mokou sighed. She should have expected it wouldn't be as easy as a native coming up to her and telling her the answer. But at least she wasn't alone now. He certainly looks strange though. She had never seen anything like what he was wearing. The weapon was familiar but the sheath was different. Perhaps it was for a better grip? "You're human, right?" Blunt as always, she simply said what she was thinking of.

Noticing she was eying his replaced arm and suit, he smiled. "Ah this? Simply a replacement for an arm I lost. I'm mostly human. Not a cyborg or anything like those."

Cyborg? Replacement? Sounds like something the kappa would say. Perhaps this man was a good man, judging not people by their appearance or such. He carried an air of a seasoned warrior as well, though there was a feel of sadness around him. And if he could get the kappa to make those for him... "I see. You're a good man." Realizing she forgot something, she stood up and apologized. "Ah, sorry. I am Fujiwara no Mokou. Call me Mokou."

He was taken aback from that last statement. A good man, huh? While he tried to make his own path following his own beliefs, calling him a good man would be... . "Mokou huh?" He closed his eyes a moment, before regarding the girl with a smile. "Samuel Rodriguez. At your service."

Obviously the Ethereal didn't understand. She could leave it a surprise at this point, but she didn't feel like having it whine when they got there so she would explain what she meant.

"I'm not referring to the nanomites. I have psychic suppressant fields around the lab. There aren't many telekinetics around the universe anymore, but there's enough that I have precautions in place for home field. But as you said, shouldn't be a bother."

Just as she finished the ethereal informed her that this nova person had claimed arcadia. To be honest. Cyano didn't care all too much. She half expected the place to be claimed by someone already. But the ethereal seemed worried about it.

"Fine, we can hurry along if it's really bothering you. We just need to grab a few things from the lab. We can get there faster if I let the transport team know I'm back. They have a lock on to my multi weapons energy signature, so a few quick shots into the sky and they should just zap us in"

Saying this, Cyano would then, well, shoot a few quick shots into the air with her multi weapon. The energy released by the shots would allow the labs to lock on to Cyano. Though not before she managed to get ahold of the ethereal. Despite what she called it, the travel wouldn't be exactly instant. Though that was less the technology, and more scanning the ethereal before transport. Either way, before long Cyano and the Ethereal would find themselves in the lab. Specifically in the transport room. It was rather small, and dim. Two scientists sat by panels near the edge of the room. One of them scanning the planet, and the other one running the teleporter. More then likely the ethereal would note that the scientists did not greet Cyano. Supposing he could, depending on how he reacted to the psychic suppressant fields.

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"And as you've said, Conablum, you are using psychic suppressant fields which likely originate from similar technologies. Correct?"

The alien's sudden sass contrasted with its lack of emotional content in its tone. Its voice never changed, which could seem unnerving to unprepared individuals. With that said, Cyano proceeded to invoke the lab's capabilities by shooting in the air which in turn signaled it to warp the two entities via one of the teleporters she mentioned earlier. It took longer than the one in the Ethereal's disposal, but it did the job nonetheless which is what counted. They were now in Conablum labs where a couple of staff members were seated but didn't manifest any verbal reaction. It didn't seem to human of them, but the alien couldn't take the humans from the Earth it invaded as reference, after all they could very well have evolved to depraved psychopaths with the only goal to progress and dominate the weak. Speaking of which, the overlord had studied Cyano's behavior since the beginning. Though still uncertain, it detected sociopathic tendencies within her, a form of lack of caring could be sensed from her.

The Etheral could sense the suppressing field limiting the range of its power, but it wasn't completely almighty. The four armed being would release one of those arms from its cloak and swiftly form a mass of concentrated psionic energy, creating a Psi-lance without effort. Manifesting Psionic powers in physical form didn't seem to be affected by the field, however psionic influences did. It would attempt a quick Mindfray on one of the staff members, something harmless, but it would fail. Psi-Panic however would succeed, albeit with more effort than necessary. The one running the teleporter would feel somewhat dizzy before falling over having lost their balance.

"This field is indeed powerful. Though still limited in regards to the 'Gift'. Shall we swiftly explore the core of your establishment before we decide whether it would be an asset to us or not?"

The Ethereal leader would float toward the panel previously manned by the now disoriented scientist, gathering data in its computer-like mind as it studied the hardware in sync. Although a lot had changed, it resembled a lot like older human technology at their core. Evidently far more evolved of course. It recognized the basis and figured out why this woman was confident that her labs were to be considered prestigious by even intergalactic entities. Of course, it would have see more before making a sensible conclusion. Would Cyano actually be of value to the Dark Outliners despite what they've already amassed? The Ethereal Army was a great way to have rapid infantry, efficient data gathering and overall technological options. But the core military muscle and established influence were already there. It would only be if Conablum labs made themselves particularly unique that the Ethereal's speech would change in regards to the owner.

@thewizardguy@Cuccoruler@Flamelord@Eviledd1984@Gummi Bunnies


Ryu sighs frustratingly as he puffs his cheeks up. What he should've added was to leave this world, regroup with everyone else, find new allies to help them with their cause, and come back. Cause now all they have is basically a team of mercenaries. Sure this champion can kick some butts of many opponents, but they're dealing with a massive wave of armies... not individual or even packs of opponents. Entire. ARMIES. But then again... he has taken on many fighters. Weather they were 1 on 1, or 1 on 2, or anywhere where the odds were not in his favor, he has fought them on. And he'd not be alone either...

It was then when Gojira-San begins to walk behind Nova.

"I'll stay." she replies as she heads to the top of the tower with him.

Pulling his hand into a hard fist, with conflicting auras coming in and through it, he ultimately decides...

To fight alongside his comrades.

He is by far anything put a coward. He will fight until the bitter end, honorably, until the sun sets beyond the horizon. This will be his most definite hour. An hour of truth. Was staying here worth it? Or a big and utter mistake...

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@thewizardguy


It seems as if the Alliance's invasion was to commence in roughly 20 minutes. Already Bowser and Ultron were on their way there, with the former already being slightly tired.

"Can't you just fly us back to base?!" he growls annoyingly, "You carried me up with no trouble! Besides we have to be back in 20 minutes!"

"We'll be on time." the robot replies coldly, "Besides, you need to exercise some more."

Another growl escapes the Koopa King's maw as they slowly inch towards the base.

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The invasion was about to begin. 18 minutes were left on the clock, slowly ticking away. The troops were already in position and lined up in impressive formation. The Koopa army, the kaiju humanoids, Ultron robots, and the like were already ready to go and awaiting orders. Ghidorah grins evilly as she chuckles on what may happen.

"Ahhh, the spoils of war!" she crackles to herself, "We hadn't even entered yet and I can already smell victory! We'll conquer this whole planet after this invasion and become the rulers of this world!"

Satsuki would just stand silently as she looks at the army. Soon... they will invade. Soon... will blood be shed. Soon... victory will be there's! Mother would be so proud of her and the accomplishments she and her allies will make. But just then, a shout rings across the base.

"SOMETHING'S COMING!" shouts a kaiju warrior, "Object unidentifiable!"

"Onscreen!" answers Ghidorah as her giggling stops to see a hulking mass coming their way. It was big... grey... muscular... and kinda pissed. Apocalypse was coming their way! What was his purpose? No one seems to know.

"SHOULD WE GET OUR TROOPS INTO POSITION?" asks the warrior as he looks on the mass slowly coming closer and closer.

But before one of them could answer, Satsuki finds something else coming towards it... A closer inspection indicates who's coming to stop him.

"No." answers Satsuki confidently, "We already have someone coming to stop him."

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@thewizardguy


Starkiller had sensed the oncoming beast from a long distance via the power of the force. Calculating its direction, it will hit straight into the base, perhaps killing most if not all the troops inside. There was no time to loose. If he won't be stopped, then the invasion would be canceled... ruined. Jumping from building to building, he eventually gets into the pass of the beast, seeing all the smoke and debris being tossed behind it. As it gets closer, Starkiller puts his hands out and uses the force to grip his opponent and slowly pull him into the air. Then he would make a sudden jerk with his right hand as he tries to distract Apocalypse and send him off balance into the buildings, hoping to stop him in the meantime.

How embarrassing. The teleport hadn't been instant. To say the least, Cyano was absolutely livid. Though it would be hard to tell. She would give the ethereal a chance to test out his powers. The ethereal would form his attack rather well. Interesting. Though not beyond what was expected. The next thing he would try would cause the scientist running the teleporter to fall over. Lucky guy, that one. Now she knew which of the two to target her wrath towards. She would approach the scientist, and put her hand on his shoulder. Immediately the scientist would shudder. A cold chill going down his spine as she spoke, her voice never truly betraying her temper, but rather her words doing that job.

"So, what was with the delay? Hmm? You of all people should know there aren't any excuses here."

The scientist would respond, the fear in his voice would be evident. No doubt the ethereal would realize that they didn't speak out of a lack of caring, but rather out of a fear.

"Y-yes ma'am. I will scan immediately next time."

Cyano would let out a chuckle. Even when they tried to watch their words they messed up. It wasn't exactly fair to them. Though not that Cyano cared. Sadly, there wasn't much time for torment.

"Listen, I'm on a tight schedule right now. So I'll cut to the chase. I'm going to be gone for a bit. Your going to be up and ready to get back to work by the time I'm back. If you aren't, I will hunt your sorry soul down and wipe you out of existence. Do you get that?

Without waiting for a response Cyano would suddenly crush the scientists neck. No doubt the ethereal would find this ruthless. Monstrous even. Cyano would only find it relieving. Anyways, it would give the scientist a bit of experience. And if he knew what was good for him he would be back anyways. Well, if the ethereal had any sort of moral code she would probably have to explain this to him. Though she doubted he did. It would teach him a valuable rule of her universe.

"Well, that was refreshing. Oh, right. You don't know. Here, when you die you don't really "die". Your sent to the deadland. You can stay, or you can find yourself a resident and beat them until they let you out. Though if you die there that's it. If he knows what's good for him, he'll be back and working with a smile within the week. Well, let's head up to the stuff your actually looking for"

Cyano led the ethereal out of the room, and into the bright lobby. The lobby itself didn't seem too technologically advanced. It didn't have to be. Nor should it have been. Being open to the public, it would be a horrible thing if they managed to get ahold of some of it. After that quick thought they would head to the elevator. Supposing the ethereal didn't want to explore the lobby.

Ahsoka Tano - Nova's Palace, New York City

Okay, Ahsoka would admit that she was a little impressed as they arrived at the palace of this guy Nova. It was hardly the Jedi Temple, or some of the stranger sights she had seen in the Unknown Region, but it was hard to compare to anything on Coruscant really. So she would forgive them that.

She waited patiently until the man revealed himself, holding some sort of toy and proclaiming it a victory. It looked like he had been in a fight as well though, and that did not bode well. It seemed that this place was just attracting evil forces, wasn't it?

Silence was maintained as the exchange went on, until Nova sent out his proclamation, and she could practically feel the force rippling off of him, Ahsoka widening her eyes in turn. Okay, this was a bit beyond any Jedi or Sith that she had ever met. And she could hardly back down or leave now, not when that Sith was still out there, plotting who knew what? The Dark Side could not be allowed to completely extinguish the Light.

"I'll stay," she said, a hand resting on her hip as she regarded the others. "Someone has to stop that Sith Lord." Of course, at that point even more people arrived, including Lapis being embraced in some sort of hug and the being being introduced as Abel. But she gave that some divided attention as she focused primarily on Nova. Time to see what happened.

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Ba'al - Caracas, Venezuela

Ba'al was viewing the human city, recalling his fair memories of the planet Earth when the message came, someone purporting to call himself the 'God Emperor' claiming this world as his own. For moments the Jaffa were still, listening and watching as he made his address, before it faded away, to leave them to think and to consider.

As for the Supreme Commander, that only earned a smirk and some laughter on his part. "So, a competitor appears," he mused to himself as an Al'kesh flew overhead, the first of the ships that would be brought through to augment his ground forces on this new world. His power was growing rapidly, and soon enough he would be ready to make that known as he expanded.

"He will be dealt with in time. I am a God, and I will show the imposter the power that a true God possesses." So he was resolved, and so it would be. He just needed to prepare first. And then bring on the war.

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Ruiko Saten - Location Unknown

"Come on, there has to be someone here," RUiko groaned to herself as she walked along. She'd left the more industrial setting and now found a city street, but she was no closer to finding people than she had been before. It was like everyone had just up and left, which was beyond strange as far as she was concerned.

Of course, that also meant that there weren't any threats, but she would have welcomed that at the moment. At least it would have meant that civilization or people were nearby. Well, unless it was feral dogs or something, but she wouldn't think of that. She had enough problems as it was.

At last she gave in, walking over to the side of the street that she was on. "Well, not my finest idea," she noted to herself before she touched the soda can, activating Aero Hand and sending it flying into sky, where it hung for a few long moments before falling once more. She would repeat the process with objects of varying size, trying to draw someone's attention to where she was.

"Hey, anyone there," she called anew. Hopefully this would work. She didn't know how she would deal with it if she was stuck here all alone.

@Gummi Bunnies

Seeing his swing miss served to anger Grimlock even further, and it didn't help when a blast hit him from behind. He didn't know how his foe managed to suddenly disappear and reappear behind him, but it was greatly annoying. He hated it when foes employed frequent use of dodging. It was the kind of opponent he had difficulty in dealing with. The strength he put behind his attacks was meaningless if he couldn't manage land a hit.

Before he could continue with his attack, however, the voice of some entity entered his mind. Not that he cared, he felt no loyalty to some voice, and felt no obligation to assist it. Nobody controlled him! Ignoring the words of Nova, he returned his focus to the total destruction of his enemy.

Turning around to face his foe, he quickly calculated the distance and the likely path it would try to dodge. He then quickly lunged forward, generating a surprising amount of speed for someone as large as he was.

@Absolis@Flamelord@Lmpkio
Nova nodded in thanks to the three that chose to stay. While he had not introduced himself to the Jedi, he knew her name, just as he had known that she would stay. The Force runs through all living things, and to those who could sense it, the Emperor was a Maelstrom. Over a Thousand different souls, reborn into a single body and a single mind. While he did not control the Force, he controlled a similar power. The energy of the Warp, the realm of the Immaterium, and the very stuff souls were made of. Standing in front of the God Emperor of Man was like staring into the sun, his presence both comforting and frighteningly overwhelming. "I am sure you will be of use. After all, I can boast of a little precognition, even in this form. And our enemies are shattered, each fighting for their own gain. While some have united, they are too different to form a coherent whole. Therefore, we will always have the advantage."

Of course, it was around then that a shouty girl with blue tentacles instead of hair appeared in front of the Dark Angels. Before she could even make her bold claims, the superhuman reflexes of the space marines kicked in. Bolters were aimed, fingers on the trigger. Psykers drew on the power of the Warp, ready to incinerate her with a whim, to rip her to pieces, or to drive her insane. One dreadnought spun up what appeared to be a minigun the size of a tank canon. Recognizing her as an inhuman threat, they were instantly prepared to annihilate her. And yet, having seen the appearance coming, the Emperor intervened. "Halt." With a single word, the Emperor stilled the hands of the Dark Angels, giving the squid girl the chance to make her speech.

Nova looked down at Ika and smiled, recognizing in her both great power and a childlike mindset. A purely innocent being, with the power to change the world. Such things were rare these days. "Destroy all humans who pollute the oceans? Wouldn't a far simpler solution simply be to stop the pollution in question?" Nova raised an eyebrow at the childish request. He knew that in but moments he would need to lead a war, to order hundreds to what might be their deaths. That he would need to once more decide the fate of entire worlds with his actions, to bear the responsibility of the entire human race. So he allowed himself a moment of happiness. "I would offer you shrimp, but I must now perform a duty of my own. For even as you seek to defeat those who pollute your home, I must defeat those who would destroy mine, if I gave them the chance. But let us, for the moment, be at peace, no? And when this is done, you have my word, the word of an Emperor, that I will ensure your oceans are cleaned of filth."

Having finished, he turned to the more pressing matter at hands. It had taken a significant amount of effort to call forth even this tiny fraction of his armies. He could feel them, through the warp, in another world. But they were scattered, fighting alone against the forces of Chaos amongst the ruins of the Imperium of Man. And it didn't help that the Chaos Gods were doing everything they could to prevent him from summoning more of his forces. He was at a fraction of his military might, not even a full Chapter of Space Marines at his disposal. It would take quite some time before he was able to call in more. And yet, if there was one thing he lacked, it was time.

"Secure the area. This will be our base of operations. This world is to be considered hostile territory, but all those who are found are to be sent to me, with the exception of those who show hostile or malicious intent. Ensure that not a drop of innocent blood is spilled." the Emperor now spoke to his men, who obeyed without question. They had been born and bred to fight. Confronted with their Emperor, the living embodiment of all they were to protect, they had no choice but wordless obedience. "I want to be ready for any enemy assault. Ensure every corner is covered, and every gun maintained. We have entered a state of war, and we are soon to meet the enemy. If they do not come to us, then we will come to them."

Luckily, the Dark Angels had brought their servitors for the task. Hosts of robotic humanoids spread out, mindless cyborgs slaved to the will of their creators. Robotic servo-arms repaired and rebuilt the grounds, placing large turrets and preparing walls. They were able to set up a rather impressive defence, as they created more advanced metals and alloys from the fairly basic supplies that could be scavenged. The palace no longer looked like simply a majestic building, but rather it resembled a fortress covered in guns and gun slits. Surrounded by a Plasteel wall, a series of barriers built to withstand heavy bolter fire. In a mere matter of minutes it would be transformed, ready for war. And the whole time the Space Marines worked tirelessly, the mailed fist of the Empire.

[Apocalypse, Switzerland.]
There were many abilities attributed to those who wielded the Force. They had access to the very stuff of life, and it came with many perks. But among all of the flashy lightning, super speed and telekinesis, perhaps the most powerful ability was precognition. The ability to, to some extent, predict future events. To sense things coming before they even happened, to act on an event in advance. This was the ability that allowed them to deflect incoming blaster fire with their lightsabers, to predict the location of the attack and react faster than would otherwise be humanly possible. Some were more gifted than others, but it remained one of the greatest capabilities among the Jedi and Sith. And as Starkiller moved in to face the unknown threat, it was this ability that saved his life once more.

Reacting in less than a hundredth of a second, the Sith dodged to the side even as 2 tons of metal shot past him. A large bus, moving with the force of a cruise missile. Without looking, he could tell the skyscraper behind him was toppling, although not in his direction. The bus had torn through it's foundations with ease. Had it been but an inch closer, the force of the air moving around it would have ripped his arm off, had it been closer still it would have turned him to a red mist.

Apocalypse was an unmatchable death machine, an unstoppable force of nature. He could level cities with a single blow, and he could march through blaster fire unharmed. And as Starkiller reached forward, he could sense that attempting to meet this creature in melee was nothing more than suicide. A force push would do nothing, and the creature was less than half a second away, closing the distance between them faster than the Sith had thought was possible. And yet, the creature could not fly. And, lifting it off the floor, the Sith was able to halt the advance of the beast. He held it in his hands, at about 500 meters distance. He could feel it struggling, but with nothing to punch, there was nothing it could do.

Of course, it would be moronic to toss it into a building. Such a mild impact would do nothing to it, and he might not get another chance to use his force grab. As such he was forced to simply hold it, unable to properly harm it, and with it unable to escape.

And yet, the sith was not aware that every moment he held Apocalypse in his grip, he was making the creature stronger. It had already felt the power of the Force, and was already adapting. Imperceptibly, it was growing resistance. Should the Force be used against it for too long, this power too would become useless. This was a stalemate with only one possible ending. Should Starkiller continue to fight alone, he would almost undoubtedly be destroyed.

@True Creator

"I thank you, Prince of the Warp. Now, we must make haste, prepare your men and their transports, I will lead you to the device which will bring us to my own world. We will have allies waiting for us on the other side but there will be much for us to do, I can assure you of that." The confessor gave the daemon prince a curt nod before moving to take his place among the cultists within one of the APCs they had with them.

As he sat within the vehicle, Isaac lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and began to pray. The hour was almost upon them, they would liberate his brothers and sisters, the children of Nod and Kane. GDI would be weakened by the loss of Tiberium, the economy crippled and their forces stretched thin to say the least. The removal of Tiberium would also allow former nation states to rise from the conflict to reclaim their borders from GDI and Nod, and perhaps expand even further. It would be utter chaos.

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A sociopath indeed, disposing of a productive staff member for a minor fault was exaggerated to the Ethereal, though it remained unmoved. It wasn't too pleased by the fact that with such advancements, they still used loose cannons bound by 'free will'. The key differences were already evident, the Ethereals had for a long time noticed better performances when work forces were simply manufactured when performing such insignificant tasks as well as making them completely interchangeable without any emotions put into play. In spite of this, there weren't any red flags concerning the labs, but the alien clearly noticed that she was strongly unfeeling for a human and that usually led to rather bad things when they'd be put in positions of power. It would have to study her a bit more before cornering her personality fully.

It's attention would be quickly captured, however, when the strange anomaly concerning this universe was revealed. Unlike most human worlds, this one actually had access to a form of 'Afterlife', and could easily come back if they were to find a way to return to where they came from. This went being technology and knowledge, this was something else that the leader would most definitely like to know about.

"As unproductive this staff presents itself, this world you enter once stripped of your life, how does it function? Or perhaps do you know where it originates from? Clearly this could hold answers regarding our current endeavors."

The alien followed the woman as they entered the lobby. It seemed plain compared to the machines it had witnessed, but it was where they would have the public eyes geared towards. Like many of these human races they had encountered, those at the top often hid away information from the populace. An understandable gesture given how humans behaved when influenced by crowds but often led to a slowdown in progress. Evidently, they found ways to bypass these obstacles in this universe.

Now in the elevator, an awkward silence occurred as other staff members entered the medium and all stared at the Ethereal. Many didn't speak up as it was demonstrated before, they feared Cyano. But their curiosity would prevent peering eyes from scrutinizing the being, they would probably think it was a special Android model as she instructed the Ethereal previously. That or they already knew of the ugly things that could leak out of the Multiverse by this point. Without any care whether its echoing voice would disturb and raise suspicion from the staff, it would speak up.

"Multiple readings in Arcadia indicate more powerful beings emerging, as well as some clashing with the Bestial One. We have also detected unique Terminal activity, one that distinguishes itself greatly from the others. We must not waste anymore time, Conablum."

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Ika Musume was in awe. Such a powerful compatriot, and he was going to offer her shrimp! This man was obviously a nice person. And it was obvious that this was his Inkvasion army. It would make Ika Musume utterly starstruck and utter her incapable of saying much other then "wow, De Geso! And "Thank you, De Geso!". She had finally found the perfect compatriot! Ika Musume would cling very closely to nova, utterly in awe, and occupied by the thoughts of how easy it would be to subjugate humanity and stop pollution with him on her side... or maybe it was just the promises of shrimp. Either way, Ika Musume would follow after nova if he were to go anywhere.

@thewizardguy


As Starkiller begins to grip Apocalypse with the force, he could sense that this... thing, happened to be force-sensitive! Or at least, something to a similar degree. It was resisting, yet it was growing stronger and stronger with every jerk. The longer he may grip him, perhaps the stronger this thing will be... and despite being a lord of the sith, he knew that a close range saber attack will be utterly pointless and suicidal. Using a strong force push to push him slightly away, he then reverts to his force lightning, this one at maximum strength and power, able to paralyze the beast for at least 10 seconds max. Yet, its undeniable that he needs help... NOW. He contacts the HQ via his watch.

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"HQ. This is Starkiller." he speaks with a slight grunt as he tries to contain Apocalypse, "I can't ~urgh~ fight this thing on my own. I order back up immediately!"

Ghidorah and Satsuki were already watching the fight via onscreen and can tell that he was struggling hard. He needs back up in order to at least contain the monster or hopefully redirect its course. But they knew that he won't be stopped and that if they don't move their invasion fleet now, then they will perish under the might of this intruder.

"Understood." she replies annoyingly with a growl as she contacts the only member that can at least put up an actual fight with Apocalypse.

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Suddenly, Bowser gets a call from the HQ as he quickly picks it up.

"What?" he asks bluntly.

"Bowser. An incoming life force has been seen barely a few miles from here! The Sith is slowly trying to hold it back, but needs help. I'll teleport you to his location."

"What about the invasion force?"

"It will be launched immediately. And must I quickly add, the airship armada is ready to go yes? Even the... "Bros?""

"All are ready for launch Ghidorah-San."

"Good. Now fight that THING!"

And with that Bowser was ultimately teleported to his location, with Ultron heading directly back to base...

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"INVASION FORCE!" booms the Queen, "SLIGHT CHANGE OF PLANS! WE GO AND INVADE ARCADIA NOW! STAND AT ATTENTION AND GET INTO THE PORTAL! FORWARRRRRRRD MARCH!"

And with a powerful HUT by all the troops, they began to head into the portal leading into Arcadia. The combined forces are also closely followed by massive airships, sent in by King Bowser himself. One of the airships, a rather unusually large one, is flanked by several smaller ones as the armada was one of the first to head inside the portal. As it enters, with the troops marching and flying forward, the airship drops what appears to be two massive eggs onto the ground. One of them was green... and the other red. From them, two massive clubbed tails come out from the bottom of the shell, along with two pairs of legs. It towers over the troops below, ranging up to at least 3 - 4 stories tall, as it slowly scuttles alongside them. What was inside the egg exactly? Who would know...

Bowser wasn't the only one to have such reinforcements, Ghidorah-San had some up her sleeves too. Some of her troops began to drop small, black balls onto the ground, each revealing something inside. These units were rather bizarre looking, with massive torsos, small waists, lanky arms and legs, and a rounded face with a sharp "chin". These were the Sachiel-class units, a class who was made using the DNA of the giant angel, Sachiel, from the Evangelion universe, and make them into smaller fighting units, around 8 feet tall, with the the same deadly abilities as the original had.

Ultron's units are the only available units he had, with the addition of several "hulk-buster sized" units, though aren't exactly as strong as Iron Man's actual suit, but can still deal a heavy amount of damage.

Satsuki was the only person to not have an army, and nor did she have any life fibers to infect anything either.

With a force like this, the army seems almost unstoppable, with the units heading straight for the Palace, with Ghidorah-San, Satsuki, and Ultron leading the assault. The invasion of Arcadia has just begun on the side of the Alliance!

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@thewizardguy

Bowser was teleported right behind the raging Apocalypse, who should perhaps be already be starting to resist the force lightning. Sparing no time, the great Koopa King ran up behind him, made a great leap into the air and using his whole mass and body weight, drop down on the unsuspecting invader like a giant anvil, a move infamously known as The Bowser Bomb!

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@thewizardguy@Cuccoruler@Flamelord@Eviledd1984@Gummi Bunnies


Ryu and Gojira-San were astonished at the mass of incoming troops sent in by Nova himself. With them, they all now had a chance to fight against the invasions that begin to approach them. Their moral is now at full strength. And how quick was everything transformed into a giant fortress, filled with massive turrets, guns and walls, all ready to repel the force that is coming their way.

"Well..." Ryu says as he looks over at the defenses, "Guess it looks like we certainly have a chance in stopping the incoming threats."

But Gojira-San would look beyond the defenses silently, not moving a muscle. She senses something... something she hadn't felt since her days back on Earth. An all too familiar enemy is coming towards the palace, and she knows that she means trouble. Guess she somehow found her way into this universe and is now trying to destroy or conquer it. With a silent huff, she escapes the daze as she begins to help with the others prepare for the oncoming threat at hand...