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Multiverse At War - (MAW) (High Casual RP: Always Welcomed)

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Multiverse At War - (MAW) (High Casual RP: Always Welcomed)

@lmpkio @Gentlemanvaultboy

Reign Headquarters

While the rest of the Reign's minions and officers saluted at the arrival of Shinnok and Ridley, the members of Licht Gruppe; or at least the ones who hadn't already left the teleportation hub due to injury, responsibility or exhaustion had not done so due to them being loyal not to the commanders of the Reign but to the goal and the ideal of the organization, thus they found no reason to show their unflagging respect but still stood at attention as it was proper military etiquette. As the two executives passed by the small group of knights and mages, they all spoke as one.

"Sirs."

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@lmpkio @thewizardguy

The Graveyard

As the probe came closer to the mysterious piece of scrap, it would find that there was nothing exceptional about the panel of durasteel drifting towards the frigate and by extension it. At least from the angle it was approaching the thing from, but as it was about to circle around to get a complete scan of the object; the probe gets a split-second view of something hiding behind the panel before its feed suddenly cuts off...

"Such a fragile thing... Too fragile..."

And then all of a sudden, the panel rapidly began to accelerate towards the Frigate at a speed rivaling that of a TIE fighter and in response to an incoming Ion blast volley, the thing is sent literally shooting towards the blasts; the panel of capital ship-grade armor plate serving its purpose. Now unencumbered, the machine that had been hiding behind it then sped towards the frigate at dizzying and almost supernatural speed; its maneuverability as such that it makes even the TIE interceptor seem like a bulk freighter in comparison, being much smaller than a starfighter was also a considerable factor in aiding its agility though.

Given that, it took the machine only 10 seconds to get close enough to knife-fighting range with the Frigate and it opens up its offence by raking a furious volley of extremely rapid-fire lasers from its fingers at the frigate's CIWS and anti-fighter laser cannons, prioritizing them as the biggest threats to itself as the main batteries and ion cannons were far too sluggish and lacked the traverse to hit it.

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*licks @Lmpkio*

This taste... It's of a Liar!

@Absolis

Fix'd

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@Letter Bee

Y'know, I've been thinking... But I highly doubt that the Digital World at large has any truly vested interest or concern on the multiverse at large since if that were the case, the Royal Knights, the Olympus XII, the Seven Great Demon Lords and all the other god-level Digimon and their servants would have directly participated in the multiversal war on their respective sides and thus make the entire conflict run nowhere near as long as 40 years due to the extreme level of devastation that would have made the entirety of all death and carnage in Warhammer 40k look like playground roughhousing in comparison and force the war to stop due the fact that almost everyone on both sides has been killed or walked away and never looked back.

And the Digimon who fight on both sides? More than likely idealists, rebels, opportunists and thrill-seekers; a very small percentage of that plane of reality's population.

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@thewizardguy

Spotting a Resistance Frigate exiting hyperspace just a stone's throw away, most likely sent back to salvage any esoteric technologies that a good number of the RoC's plethora of warmachines possessed, which included itself; only to be corrected when it receives the ship's hail. Finding the crew or whoever ordered them to be sickeningly optimistic regarding the discovery of anything other than itself surviving the cataclysm, sickening enough to want to bore into the ship and kill everything inside of it before returning it to sender with its main generator dangerously compromised as a lesson for those foolish enough to cling to such a fragile hope of finding life where there was none left.

Setting its dark plot into motion, it reaches out with its arm, a thin, skeletal and warped-looking thing that looked like machine attempting to replicate living flesh-and failing horribly in the process; towards a large panel of durasteel plating aimlessly drifting several hundred feet away from it. Seemingly in response to its gesture, the scrap began to drift towards the mechanical creature and a minute later, was within arm's reach of the thing; grabbing onto the panel with no hesitation, the creature then positions the piece of scrap in front of itself, as if to hide from the frigate before kicking off of a nearby chunk of Eldritch IV and then sending itself lazily drifting towards the Frigate with its screen in tow.

Unless the Frigate's crew was comprised of complete idiots, the creature doubted that it would go unnoticed for more than a handful of seconds before they realize that the large energy signature coming towards the ship wasn't actually being generated from out of nothing; but that's all the time that it needed.

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Remnants of Eldritch IV

@thewizardguy @lmpkio

Amidst the space-dust and meteorites of the annihilated planet... Something has survived its destruction, completely intact; having not only utilized the very crust of the planet and various chunks of starship debris to shield itself from the planetary shockwave and thermal radiation, but also due to being on the former planet's upper thermosphere. Even so, for something to survive such an apocalyptically destructive event; such a thing must be quite monstrous indeed...

"How troublesome..."

Finding itself stranded in outer space, staring impotently at the already escaping Resistance fleet due to severe damage and not having received any recall command along with not having been given access to a teleporter recall beacon, the survivor prepares to wait out until its self-repair systems kick in and allow it to leave the newly-made graveyard and hopefully towards a populated system that was either too proud or foolish to not be aligned with the masters it so very loathed... Then again, it really wouldn't matter to it even if the system was a vassal, for its lust for destruction by then will have become overwhelming...

For any stragglers remaining in the ruins of the former planet, they may or may not notice on their sensors that there's this incredibly odd and foreboding energy signature coming from the edge of the debris field. The sense of foreboding due to the fact that its far too powerful and large to be something that could have survived the destruction of a planet.

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@dirty slime

I was thinking that. I could see the entire place covered in drills slowly draining the planet of ragnite. But it seems lmpkio doesn't think it will be important.

@Absolis

Perhaps it can be the setting for a spy mission like scenario, where the Resistance is back to sabotaging low-priority areas just to keep the heat away from their more important cells after the fiasco that was the battle.

Also, for humor's sake, there's tons of nazis there.

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Name: Valkyria chronicles universe

Scale: Valkyria chronicles takes place in an... odd universe. It is based upon world war 2, in this game called the second europan war. (No typo, it's europan) as such, it contains similar technology to what one would find in world War 2. With one key difference being that everything is powered or made by a mineral known as Ragnite. Ragnite is capable of creating fuel, electricity, engines, medicine, and many other things. It also is closely linked to the titular valkyria. A sub race that has great power. In this RP, the valkyria chronicles would have been invaded and taken over by the reign of chaos, for access to the material Ragnite.

Setting: for the most part, besides everything being run on Ragnite, Valkyria chronicles is similar to earth. Albeit different at the same time. To the east is the empire, and to the west is the federation. Caught in the middle is the neutral principality of Gallia, which sits atop a rich Ragnite deposit. Where north America would be, is instead a country known as Arcadia. Which has its own story altogether.

History: past the disaster that supposedly wiped out the valkyrie, there is nothing of note. Simply two wars that to the reign of chaos would be inconsequential, since they would have wiped out both the empire and the federation.

Power scaling: beyond the rare valkyrie, which would all be dead by now, it is simply earth with a different political landscape. No limitations, no difference. The only thing that makes it important is the abundant supply of ragnite.

@Absolis

If the RoC Dropped by, then the place would look closer to Fallout America than that far too bright and clean fantasy landscape as seen in the Games.

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@Lmpkio

Can you debrief the squad and the other officers?

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By the time the announcement was made that the Planet would be abandoned and destroyed to deny it to the Resistance, most of the RoC's troops and minions had already began to pile into the various ships and transports reserved/pulled in for the evacuation while the officers and elite soldiers would enjoy the benefits of having access to the base's teleporter relay stations to send them off directly towards their real headquarters hidden deep within the darkest recesses of the Multiverse.

Among the officers and elites waiting in line in an orderly manner was several members of the Licht Gruppe, about a one and a half dozen or so of their order and none of whom weren't sporting an injury or battle damage of some kind; as they held their heads down in shame and mourning due to having experienced some none-too-insignificant casualties, numerous officers and their entourages openly sneered at the "elite" warriors; taking immense pleasure at the fact that the proud and self-righteous golden boys of the RoC's ministry of propaganda had been reduced to such a humbling and pitiful state, crying about losing a farcical battle that wasn't even supposed to be "won". Some even went as far as to take pictures with their gadgets and uploading said images of their shame to the intermultiversal network, never to be forgotten.

Alas, the brotherhood of warriors were above such pettiness and simply stood there and took all of the abuse, their sorrow for their fallen and the massive yet completely foreseen loss of life for both sides leaving even the prouder and more hotheaded of their number numb to the provocation of their allies. Among the morose collection of defeated warriors was a familiar squad of man, digital creature and demi-human, looking a little more worried than sorrowful since one of their own still hasn't reported back... One of the two hooded mages, now with its hood down is revealed to be a dark elf of indeterminate age and gender tiredly and meekly asks the eight-winged angel regarding their lost comrade.

"Do you think he didn't make it?"

"Pieter is too stubborn to die, madman must have tried to fight a mech with just his sword and guts."

At what the angel said, the puppet wizard, despite his cranium hurriedly wrapped in bandages to keep his fractured skull in one place had decided to humor his comrade's response.

"Like you're any different Magnus."

At that, the squad's spirits were lifted; if only for a tiny bit since the two six-wings and even their captain scoffed at the jest. Knowing that the wizard held no malice or resentment in his remark, merely to make the situation just a bit less depressing; Magnus decides to entertain him.

"Charming, but the difference between him and I is that he only focuses on what's in front of him like the bull that he is."

"And that makes you a mosquito I guess? You're about as hard to swat out of the sky."

Just as the angel was about to retort, something big and heavy barges into the room; having bowled over a few soldiers in the process.

"Oh thank the Kaiser... You all made it."

Turning towards their formerly missing comrade the squad visibly relaxes at his presence, as if a great weight had been lifted from their shoulders... All except for the Captain who walks to meet his wayward subordinate, quietly thanking that angel who had healed him since his grilling wouldn't have to wait until he was capable of standing up without assistance.

"Care to explain yourself knight?"

"I was preoccupied with a duel, Captain Loyola."

"With who?"

"An alchemist officer. Human. But It was constantly interrupted by his craven allies."

"Why?"

"He sullied our honor, saying we were cowards who preyed upon the weak."

At that, the captain suddenly smacks the side of Pieter's helmet with his armored knuckle; causing the younger knight's ears to ring.

"That was for proving him right. We may be proud and honorable warriors, but we are not to be completely controlled by them; for that leads to ruination. Now that you'll know what to expect from me when we return to base, fall in with the rest."

"Yes captain."

The Mage-Knight then quietly and rather carefully positions himself with his squad, not speaking to any of them save for gently patting the head of the other hooded magician, which turned out to be a twin to the other one and in response to the sudden contact rather impotently smacks the side of the Knight's armored leg with its staff before he and his comrades steps into the relay station and towards refuge...