Invisible Man

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

I'm sorry, I think I will also leave. I lost the inspiration I had in the beginning. So sorry, you can write off Drazing and Dorat anyway you want, sorry.

Character Crossover Crisis City (C4 Reboot)

Character Crossover Crisis City (C4 Reboot)

The Overlord - Yellow Flag

The Overlord's squinted eyes soon turned into a menacing glare, this Fawful had dug his own grave referencing that he was the ruler of another land that he knew nothing about. Although, the Land of Mushrooms and Koopa sounded like some kind of gnome homeland... He thought he exterminated the pitiful race after killing over one-thousand of them, seemed like he missed their homeland. The Overlord's hand started to spark once again, it was the signal that he was about to fire his spells, they all had a delay within them. As the lightning grew into a glowing ball, it was just about to be discharged at the Lord Fawful to be exterminated, though the patrons of the bar seemed to finally try to be the hero.

Strange contraptions were raised against the metal man, yet another object that the Overlord knew nothing about... This was getting annoying. His golden eyes scanned the entire room, most had the set to kill him, and one hand started to burn in a magnificent fire, it would merely take seconds to engulf the tavern in fiery pillars of death. However, everyone seemed to stiffen up, did they recognize his ultimate power? No, this fear was different. The Overlord followed the gazes of the frozen men, and it all lead to one person standing confidently in the middle of the room. He glared at the strange woman, he was the only person to control the weak-minded, and it seemed by the attitude of the entire room, she had their balls in her hand, ready to be crushed if they disobeyed. The Overlord knew the feeling of dominance over the weak, it feels good, doesn't it?

The stranger seemed to speak, her ignorance that she seemed to exude strengthened as she questioned his presence, the Overlord does as he pleases with nothing standing in his way. He almost made some sort of sound as she referenced this place as hell, Gnarl had told him about the stories of hell, the stories that his father had conquered the entire land after killing the god that resided in the bowls of the earth. This place, obviously wasn't hell, but he would make it so by the end of this expedition. The Overlord soon extended his arm in the smoker's direction, his palm facing towards the sky. A small ball of flame soon appeared at the center of his palm, and he crushed his construct allowing smoke to escape through the small slits of his armoured fingers. Just in case, his other hand was preparing one of his shield spells, using this much magic was a bad idea, but the Overlord had a image to uphold.

Krieg - Outside Mahora

"That was too close, even by your standards, I hope you realize that the others may retaliate against your rash shots and I will allow them to beat us up."

"No pain, no gain!"

"Of course, hope you like getting punched in the face," Just as the voice ended his sentence, Krieg found himself falling to the ground with his mask slamming into the pavement, "Told you."

Krieg's eyes looked up, he tried to find the person holding him down and causing his pain muscles to be acting up once again. He could only see the face of the assailant, but the Psycho smiled crazily at the person under his mask. "Pitiful people prepare, plead plentifully plentiful platitude phenomenal patriot pounds, poundingly perverse puppets pulping, pleasantly, putrid pasties." It was evident that Krieg would never calm down, calming down was against his very being. The Pandorian continued to try to get out of the lock, it was just causing him more pain, but his nerves have learned to understand their master.

"Wish someone could hear me, that would be great," The voice continued to express his feelings living inside of this horrible body, "If you calm down, we can get out of this. Now, all you need to say, is like sorry or something, can you do that?"

"STOP JUDGING ME!!"

"Ugh, I deserve this." Krieg continued to struggle against the grasp of this stranger. It didn't seem like this would ever budge, but he heard them say something about food, and his head looked over to the sissy looking box things. The Psycho turned his head over to Ranma, and he happily said to his assailant.

"I LOVE to wait for my meals!"

Character Crossover Crisis City (C4 Reboot)

I am legitimately not sure what to post now when I can, since, um, Kino just had rockets shot at her. Given her character I'm fairly certain she would pull out her revolver and shoot him. ^^;

@VitaVitaAR

Oh, you can shoot if you want to, nothing is stopping you. The Voice most likely will reign over Krieg, understanding that people would resort to self defense. He likes giving everyone the benefit of the doubt if they aren't completely evil. By completely evil, he means did they shoot to kill the instant they saw me with no provocation.

Edit: Basically, you can always rely on the Voice to control Krieg if the person has a justification to attack him, he would gladly be killed if he harmed another innocent. However, if attacked out of nowhere by a stranger, the Voice will allow Krieg to attack due to his will to continue saving people, and can't do that if he is dead by some random person.

<--- Angria: The Grey Wolf ---> Dungeons & Dragons

Thundershoe watched as the sailors began to do their work, most of them towered over the Halfling, but Alton knew that he was stronger than all of them. He was the adventurer after all. Thundershoe idly looked around, the jungle was something that a Halfling wasn't accustomed with, so he just needed to be wary. However, it did seem that Thundershoe was interested in the towering trees, he was a climber, and trees that size could be useful further into the journey. The Halfling soon eyed the captain talking to one of the sailors, he was an oddball for sure, but maybe you need that kind of person in a world like this. Where monsters run rampant and adventurers were a common site to behold.

Thundershoe soon spots the large harpoon launcher, it was big, and it could tear a sizable chunk out of some human, he didn't want to imagine what it'd do to a Halfling. He watched as the metal pierced into the tree, the rope was amazingly the right length to become a zip-line, maybe the captain was actually some genius under the weirdness. With the help of someone picking him up, he grabbed onto the rag, he awaited his journey into the first adventure!

He gracefully rolled onto the ground, weighing almost 35 pounds did make landing quite easy rather than the others that weighed over one hundred pounds, Alton wondered if there was any Halfling that weighed that much. He soon was brought out of his think bubble as his fellow adventurers followed suit, and landed near the Sorcerer. "Salutations! I hope that this adventure will be fun for all of us! I'll wait for someone else to lead, it would be weird if the Halfling would be leading the group, let along a Sorcerer."

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Eve - Cronus Antique Shop

Eve had her eyes closed during the operation, she knew that Nero would do nothing to hurt to hurt her, but seeing something slipping under your skin was always such a strange thing to watch nonchalantly. She shivered as his hand entered her throat, a few seconds passed, and it seemed that the operation was over. The Necromancer still had her eyes closed, but they slowly opened, and she realized that the trinket had disappeared from Nero's hand. Guess the operation was successful.

It didn't take too long before Nero acted all smug once again, Eve was tempted to buy his some suspenders, it would fit well with his cocky attitude. The Necromancer smiled both at her joke and the goofy attitude that Nero seemed to have captured once again. It felt nice having this Nero back, rather than the unpleasant version of himself, was that how she looked when she got into her unstable state? Scary. The Necromancer's attention was soon brought back into the world of the living, and she looked at Nero with anticipation, it was time to speak once again! And for the short time she had lost her voice, it was outstandingly frustrating to not have one! So, the Necromancer quickly leaned forward and kissed the Genie on the cheek.

"A token of thanks, for my knight in shining armour." Eve lightly giggled while saying that line, but the sentence was genuine.

Character Crossover Crisis City (C4 Reboot)

Krieg - Outside Mahora

Continuing to slam the handle of his buzz axe against his head, things started to get crazy, and not the fun kind of crazy. "Did you think you could get rid of me that easily?" questioned his voice, scorning him for the futile attempt of removing the voice from his brain. However, he wasn't listening at all. There was something flying in the air, it wasn't some type of new Rakk was it? The colorful rainbow meat, it looked so disgusting. He instinctively growled at the thing, his other hand reaching for his SMG, but it was stopped by the voice once again. "Dude, I don't care if that was the Eye of Helios in front of us, if we don't know it is deserving, then we can't kill them."

"Don't worry...it's a good touch..." Krieg said out in the open. His fingers twitched for his holstered gun, it wouldn't take too many bullets to kill the thing, just needed to get the rainbow meat. Soon enough, the thing started to speak to him, Krieg growled in frustration, the urge to salt wounds were so high, but there were nothing to kill that the voice would allow! The Psycho started to mutter incoherently to himself, this place was already getting to him, and he was only here for at least a minute. "Nggghhhh! MY COCKTIELS ARE READY FOR THE RIBCAGE SLAUGHTER!" As he continued to mutter to himself, trying to push down the urges with a knife, but that only made him more eager to murder. He soon turned his face to the flying rainbow meat, and shook his fist at the pony while screaming, "FRIENDSHIP IS HATE!" As Krieg continued to angrily scream at the flying object, he didn't notice something appearing right before him.

"Stop yelling at the thing, there is something else that wants your attention." the voice blandly said. Krieg glanced over to find some ginormous bagged man, it was saying something to him, but all he could think was shoving his fingers into the hole of the bag. His attention soon shifted over to Faust, and Krieg yelled at the man.

"This is my favorite song! Dance to the drum beat of the ballistic, fetishistic, sadistic piss-stick! Let the bullets scrape me clean and never, ever, ever flash a sassy eye at the good doctor!" It was random, and not even the voice could understand what he was saying most of the time, he was just the passenger in this horrible body. Krieg flashed his buzz axe at the doctor, this patient had clearly lost it too long ago, nothing would be able to help him, Hyperion had done too much damage. The Psycho giggled frenziedly as he continued to look at the doctor, he looked strong, like a badass, something he loved to kill. However, something seemed to gain his full attention.

Something slapped him, it was some stinky, over-grown, hairy thing, and it only had two arms. What was this thing? Some sort of horribly disfigured Bullymong!? The voice was hesitant on this one, he didn't know if this was just some random animal, or something more. However, that was all the time that Krieg needed to act on his own will. "HE'S WAITING TO SUCKLE AT THE TEAT OF EXPLOSION CHIVALRY!" Krieg pulled out his shotgun, and the voice realized that it was a moment too late to stop the finger from firing.

"NO! THERE ARE OTHERS NEAR THE THING! IDIOT!" Krieg's eyes widened at the realization, he would get the razor again if he hurt another innocent. With quick reflexes, he barely raised his barrel to the sky before his finger pulled the trigger, firing the shotgun. Right on queue, several rockets hurled out of the barrel, the explosives could blast even the most hardened badass into meaty chunky bits if taken without a sheild. The rockets zoomed over the heads of the three, now four with Faust, missing them by only a few feet and as it reached further into the sky, the rockets blew up in mid-air. Krieg looked at the group, and shook his shotgun over his head.

"I'M SORRY AS A SLICE WOUND!"

The Overlord - Yellow Flag

Screams of terror splurged out of the bar, everyone near the Overlord had quickly backed away from the magic. Continuing, the lightning pierced into the mind of the stranger, both terror and pain were fused into one horrifying scream as everyone looked upon in horror. The Overlord stared blankly at the meat puppet, the screams were phasing through the man, it looked as if he was watering his lawn at the moment. The yellow slits for eyes glanced both ways at his surroundings, it didn't seem that anyone wanted to be the hero in this situation. No one wanted to be the hero when the Overlord was around. The lightning soon stopped from his hand, the patron falling to his knees, groveled in front of him, predictable peasants. Blue sparks come out his eye, it was the sign that the Overlord had dominated someone and it was just a warning to the people he was coming for next. "Oh! My lord! My glorious master! What do you wish of me! Name anything, and I will follow your commands!" Everyone in Yellow Flag was shocked to find someone say that to another person, what was this? The Overlord eyes squinted at his slave, and the action seemed to understood by his lord.

"Oh! Lord! We live in the place called The City! An ever expanding plot of land that houses over hundreds of cultures! We are contained by the walls, guarded by the nothingness that surrounds us! Please! Spread your evil to this place! Liberate us with your evil! Will you do us this, my lord?"

The Overlord stared at the groveling peasant, they always spoke like that, it might feel good the first dozen times, but it gets really annoying in the long-run. The spiked man nodded to his slave, the man burst in joy as he hugged the Overlord's leg, and polished his armor with his shirt. The Overlord soon looked up at the other patrons, his hand glowing in the same blue sparks as before, that would indicate something. However, it seemed to move through the crowd, and the sparking hand stopped at some green dwarf. It was one of the crater people, he squinted his eyes at the creature.

Character Crossover Crisis City (C4 Reboot)

Well, when I get home to write my response. Krieg will be very... involved with the lumbering PISS STICKS! Ahem, I mean Donkey Kong.

Character Crossover Crisis City (C4 Reboot)

On a side note, I always pictured 'overlord' as a good guy, or anti-hero XD Oh sure, Gnarl always plays up the evil monster angle, but what is the overlord always 'doing'? Beating down worse evils that make his rule look particularly welcoming by comparison. Fallen heroes tormenting those they once saved? an uncompromising empire trying to make a god out of the stolen essence of magical creatures?

Yeah, Gnarl can play it up all he likes XD but overlord has a remarkably tendency to do 'good things' even when he's being 'evil' XD

just my 2-cents >3> heehee

@Shoryu

Please, the Overlord is completely evil! He is the pure force of evil to balance out the good in the entire world! The good only turns bad as there is no evil force to battle against. Also, the good guys turned evil mainly from the previous Overlord who corrupted them overtime, remember? Also, for Overlord 2. Don't you know? The Overlord destroyed every sanctuary for the good magical beings, just to benefit himself. And yet again, the good turned evil after Rose had stupidly tried to change things to make good rule the world instead of evil. But there always has to be balance in the world, and "EVIL ALWAYS FINDS A WAY!"

Edit: Also, the endings show that the Overlord can be quite evil. He likes himself dictatorships and slaves! Also, just sharing my opinions about the Overlord, not trying to start an argument with you. I just like seeing the Overlord as a bad guy.

Character Crossover Crisis City (C4 Reboot)

The Overlord - Outside Yellow Flag

The Overlord opened his eyes, glowing slits of bright yellow stared at the sky for just a few seconds, and the metal man arose from the crater that his frame had created. Suddenly, the rest of his senses re-activated causing him to look both ways at his surroundings. This place smelled just as bad as the understeets of the Empire City, but his sense of smell has never found an equal to the scent of the Green Hive. Strange noises were heard, loud bangs were echoing through his helmets, and the screams were different from his regular labor camps... The Overlord found this suspicious.

He quickly climbed out of his crater to get a clearer sense of his surroundings, and soon he realized that he wasn't the only crater in this strange place. There seemed to be strange looking people dotting the area, these surrounding were so much different than any city he had even seen in his life as the Overlord. However, it wasn't really much of a problem, it seemed that he had missed this place in his conquest, this area would soon be under the rule of the mighty Overlord. The menacing man's sight soon focused on the building in front of him, it was bright and it reeked of alcohol, a tavern of the poor. The Overlord looked at the other craters once again, glimpsing at the others before making his way over to the bar, passing the strange man that spoke a foreign language.

Once he entered the stinky place, the architecture was strange compared to the stuff he had seen all around the world. It was either poorly built huts or homes, towering trees that were being used as homes, or giant constructs of stone and marble. The patrons dressed differently as well, they weren't dressed in leather garbs like the ordinary citizen, were was he? The Overlord, in his odd and intimidating presence tried to contact his adviser, Gnarl, for help. However, there seemed to be only static when he tried to contact him through his regular magically means... Strange, Gnarl must be trying to find the right connection to reach him, well, it was the Everlight Jungle all over again.

The Overlord was straight to the point, he needed to know his surroundings and the best way was to dominate someone. He walked over to some random patron of the bar, and he raised his hand to the person as it sparked in electricity. He has done this over three-hundred times to make people his loyal slaves, this wouldn't be any different. A sudden constant stream of lightning spewed from his hand, the attack went straight to the brain of the random patron, and it was enough to cause so much pain for the peasant, that the Overlord could easily bend them to his will, but not enough to kill or disable for future use.

Krieg - Outside Mahora

Dust seemed to settle around the shooting stars, everyone was most likely dazed and confused at the moment, but Krieg didn't have any sense left inside of his mind to experience the new situations surrounding him. First, he noticed his surroundings, his eyes saw that this was too clean to be anywhere near Pandora, the smells were too pure as well, the air didn't taste of gunpowder and dust, and there was no gunshots in the distance!? The Psycho looked around, this wasn't the beautiful playground of death and destruction, this was hell! "THE MIND FLAYERS ARE AT IT AGAIN! THE PUZZLING PAIN!" Krieg screamed out. Suddenly, the annoying man's voice resounded through his head.

"Calm down."

"Stack the frenzy!"

"Calm down, and remember the girl on Hera."

"I can't see her anymore... She was so clear and bright... but the blood is in my eyes, and now I can only watch the ocean of blood... Its waves crash against my forehead again and again, AND I JUST NEED TO LEARN HOW TO SURF!" Krieg screamed out once again, the phrase seeming to calm the muscular man down.

"Good enough." The voice uttered out, checking to see what his dominant personality would do next. Krieg soon noticed that the dust was settling off other places, figures were under the clouds of dust. Meat. Krieg reached for his buzz-axe, ready to slice off some heads, but the voice rang through his head once again. "They haven't shot us yet, they might be innocent."

"Nnnnngh, get out of my head!" Krieg said to himself, knocking at his head. The figures were starting to become clearer, some were looked human and the others not so much. Krieg's eye twitched, so much fresh bits of meat that he can make out into glorious works of art! However, that couldn't be possible, with the little voice inside of his head. The Psycho soon grunted in frustration, and he took a panaromic view of the all the new charecters in front of him, he soon pointed at all the creatures before him, and screamed out to the world, "Why aren't you stabbing me!?"