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STATUS: Kind of going through a breakdown. Some personal stuff is getting mess.. Thanks to some idiots who not only left the fan on but threw shit right at it! 4 yrs ago
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@Zero Hex
I honestly don't see any problems with the blank state. There's lots of stories, even rps, whose characters start without having any memory. Also, I don't think the blank state is in fact permanent. The way The GM described it, our characters don't have their memories permanently deleted, just sort of repressed as he mentioned it slowly coming back and getting flashes when exposed to certain things. Eventually, everything will come back to them.
It's sort of the inter dimensional version of jet-lag
@jynmi88
"Home Realm: Open to OC ideas or canon realms? Want a mage from the MtGverse? Go for it!"
The RP is also advertised on the concept of being multidimensional, actively pulling characters from "alternate realms", but the setting it lays down doesn't really cover anything that might lead to the crossover aspect or how it'd work, which along with kinda blanking canon characters anyways made me question the multiversal aspect of it. Obviously, not my game, just felt this all needed to be said because I think it could help polish the starting idea.
I honestly don't see any problems with the blank state. There's lots of stories, even rps, whose characters start without having any memory. Also, I don't think the blank state is in fact permanent. The way The GM described it, our characters don't have their memories permanently deleted, just sort of repressed as he mentioned it slowly coming back and getting flashes when exposed to certain things. Eventually, everything will come back to them.
It's sort of the inter dimensional version of jet-lag
@Zero Hex
Wait. Aren't we using OCs or is this all strictly cannon?
@jynmi88
Okay so if you take away the things that make a character, their memories that shape their personality and their distinctive abilities, then why not play a more original character of your own make instead? That way you're actually starting fresh, instead of having an existing character but not, which puts us back to my point that it feels like the crossover aspect is tacked on given we don't even have any real explanation or even a plot hook as to how or why it's happening.
Progression is fine and good, of course, though I'd consider that roleplays often advance slowly and rarely reach any manner of endgame, meaning usually betting in the long run doesn't pay off, so it tends to be better to let players start out with a solid base that they can then expand from. Mario can always jump good and he gets better abilities later, as it were.
Wait. Aren't we using OCs or is this all strictly cannon?
@Archmage MC
It's not really a 'loss' of powers per say. It's more along the lines of losing the understanding/ knowledge of the powers. I think innate abilities like physical strength, or tough skin stay. Although, I'm not sure how strong the powers will remain after coming through.
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I think the loss of all powers is an issue. Iconic stuff should probably say, such as Mario's jumping ability.
It's not really a 'loss' of powers per say. It's more along the lines of losing the understanding/ knowledge of the powers. I think innate abilities like physical strength, or tough skin stay. Although, I'm not sure how strong the powers will remain after coming through.
So I just need to ask, what's the point of making it a crossover when you take away character abilities and knowledge of origin? And it's all centered on a modern Earth with no explanation for how the actual crossover aspect works too. Wouldn't it be better to just have your own multiverse such as Michael Moorcock's works, RIFTS or similar settings?
I happen to think that taking away the memories and abilities is a good idea. It's different from a lot of other multiverse rps I've seen in the past. Plus, having our characters start out fresh allows everyone the chance to get to know each other, without 'egos' getting involved. Plus, it's always more interesting to have characters discover abilities in an rp as opposed to just having them from the start. Personally, I think it gives more incentive for everyone to dedicate more time and energy into the rp.
Interested!
I'll get started on character sheet once I get home. As for characters and abilities are there any restrictions we should keep in mind like worlds or fandoms that are off limits, or?...
Also, I have an idea for an npc faction. Do I put it here or message it to you?
I'll get started on character sheet once I get home. As for characters and abilities are there any restrictions we should keep in mind like worlds or fandoms that are off limits, or?...
Also, I have an idea for an npc faction. Do I put it here or message it to you?
Question: If Kisuke and Yoruichi are still captains does that mean that there's no more vizards, or?.........
"Ah well." The redhaired, and blue eyed boy said, blinking at his hand, which was still in the air after everyone had left. "I suppose we'll be able to go through introductions some other time, then?" He swallowed hard before closing his eyes, and taking a deep breath. When that was done he disappeared and reappeared with the others.
@Crimson Lion@Yorutenchi
"Ah okay." Nemuri said, jumping at the appearance of another one of their 'Prodigy division.' "That's three members. We're getting there." She frowned, and put her hand on her chin as she anxiously tapped her sandal on the what originally looked like a dirt covered floor, but gave off a hollow, metal sound underneath. "Slowly, very, very slowly, but surely."
After a moment her spunk disappeared"Boy, I wish the Shinigami Academy spent more time on teaching everyone Hoho. It's taking forever for everyone to show up."
@Champion
Upon the sound of another entrance, Nemuri looked up and tilted her head at the sight before her. Her first instinct was to bounce on the heels of her feet that another member had appeared in their group, but that excitement was quickly pushed aside by the man's obvious ego problem.
For a moment the young dark haired woman's mouth twisted into something like a grimace, but that quickly disappeared in place of a blank expression. "Shihoin?" She blinked and pulled out a piece of paper. "Shihoin? Shihoin?" Her finger moved down the page until it came to Savaris. "Ah! The Shihoin member. You're the one that's a bit slower than the rest." Smiling again, the page in the woman's hand disappeared back into her uniform. "Strings and all that I guess." She gave shrug and turned away from the white haired man as if he wasn't worth another look.
@Renny
"Really." She said, appearing by the man who spoke up to protect her in a flash. "There's no need to worry." Excitement had crept back into her face and body. It was obvious she was becoming more energetic the more of the division appeared. "There's no need to worry." She patted Saishu on the shoulder. "The Shihoin will soon learn what's what, once the captain gets here." She took a step back and grinned from ear to ear.
@BladeSS4@Yorutenchi@Renny@Champion@Crimson Lion@Masahiro@Red Mage
Nemuri's face twitched and she let out a long, audible sigh of triumph. "Well, I guess that's enough for now. Master Mayuri will be here sometime shortly, and he won't be very happy if he returns and sees I still haven't at least begun the explanations." She frowned and scratched her cheek. "He does so hate having to explain the simple stuff." With a shrug the girl turned around towards the hole. "So come on." With that she jumped down into the hole.
****
At the bottom of the ladder the group would find themselves in a large room, with couches, a single massive table with a hologram of Mayuri's face floating over it.
"Well then!" Nemuri threw her hands over her head in a grand gesture of welcome and take a seat, before vanishing and reappearing at the front of the table. "Welcome fellow prodigies, and one Shihoin to the fourteenth Division's HQ." She looked around at the chrome walls, with four doors and the entrance which still had natural light pouring through. "It's not much yet, but we'll get working on that sometime soon." Another shrug.
"Anyways." She clapped her hands together and bounced. "I'm sure everyone here has some questions, and I'm sure there's quiet a few of them that are important, but for now let's start off with the basis. I'm sure you all are thinking to yourselves 'what the hell is the fourteenth division and what's the whole deal with the prodigy part?' I'll explain that now." A control appeared in the woman's hand which she aimed up at the floating black and white face of Mayuri. With a flourish she jammed the button with her thumb. There was a click and the image shimmered a little before focusing back into its normal self.
Nemur looked down at the remote, and frowned. "Hold on." She tried pushing the button a few more times, but nothing happened. "Ah." Shrugging, she tossed the remote over her shoulder. It made a loud clang that echoed for a few seconds before dying down. "Visual aids are for pansies anyways."
"Okay, so here's the deal. Everyone here knows who Gin Ichimaru and toshiro hitsugaya are, right? They were captains born with brilliant minds which allowed them to quickly move up the ranks of shinigami, reaching captain status in record time, and surpassing what most shinigami are normally capable of." With this Nemuri disappeared and reappeared at the center of the table, directly below her captain's massive heard.
When she began to talk, the young woman had given up on any attempts at restraint and shouted every word that came out of her mouth. "For the longest time it was a mystery as to why these prodigies were so rare, or even existed at all, but thanks to some research and experimentation that was definitely worth the sacrifices performed by Mayuri-sama we've come to understand that the prodigy status is nothing more than a rare genetic mutation that's normally a recessive gene. Through this same research, Captain Mayuri has not only been able to identify the specific genetic mutation but has found a way to forcefully create and activate it."
The young woman sighed and hopped off the table. "Unfortunately, the process by which prodigies are created isn't perfect and the process doesn't effect every soul the same way. Some weren't effected at all and many, well everything is fine in the name of science." Here Nemuri paused before reappearing at the front of the table. "Which brings us to here, the 14th division and it's responsibility." Nemuri grinned, wide and malicious. It was easy to see she was not only her father's creation but also his daughter. "You all are here to stay alive. To prove that the prodigy program is worth continuing, or " she shrugged. "It's just another dead end, and we'll have to find some other way to repair the ranks loss to us thanks to the Quincy invasion a few years ago."
@Crimson Lion@Yorutenchi
"Ah okay." Nemuri said, jumping at the appearance of another one of their 'Prodigy division.' "That's three members. We're getting there." She frowned, and put her hand on her chin as she anxiously tapped her sandal on the what originally looked like a dirt covered floor, but gave off a hollow, metal sound underneath. "Slowly, very, very slowly, but surely."
After a moment her spunk disappeared"Boy, I wish the Shinigami Academy spent more time on teaching everyone Hoho. It's taking forever for everyone to show up."
@Champion
Upon the sound of another entrance, Nemuri looked up and tilted her head at the sight before her. Her first instinct was to bounce on the heels of her feet that another member had appeared in their group, but that excitement was quickly pushed aside by the man's obvious ego problem.
For a moment the young dark haired woman's mouth twisted into something like a grimace, but that quickly disappeared in place of a blank expression. "Shihoin?" She blinked and pulled out a piece of paper. "Shihoin? Shihoin?" Her finger moved down the page until it came to Savaris. "Ah! The Shihoin member. You're the one that's a bit slower than the rest." Smiling again, the page in the woman's hand disappeared back into her uniform. "Strings and all that I guess." She gave shrug and turned away from the white haired man as if he wasn't worth another look.
@Renny
"Really." She said, appearing by the man who spoke up to protect her in a flash. "There's no need to worry." Excitement had crept back into her face and body. It was obvious she was becoming more energetic the more of the division appeared. "There's no need to worry." She patted Saishu on the shoulder. "The Shihoin will soon learn what's what, once the captain gets here." She took a step back and grinned from ear to ear.
@BladeSS4@Yorutenchi@Renny@Champion@Crimson Lion@Masahiro@Red Mage
Nemuri's face twitched and she let out a long, audible sigh of triumph. "Well, I guess that's enough for now. Master Mayuri will be here sometime shortly, and he won't be very happy if he returns and sees I still haven't at least begun the explanations." She frowned and scratched her cheek. "He does so hate having to explain the simple stuff." With a shrug the girl turned around towards the hole. "So come on." With that she jumped down into the hole.
****
At the bottom of the ladder the group would find themselves in a large room, with couches, a single massive table with a hologram of Mayuri's face floating over it.
"Well then!" Nemuri threw her hands over her head in a grand gesture of welcome and take a seat, before vanishing and reappearing at the front of the table. "Welcome fellow prodigies, and one Shihoin to the fourteenth Division's HQ." She looked around at the chrome walls, with four doors and the entrance which still had natural light pouring through. "It's not much yet, but we'll get working on that sometime soon." Another shrug.
"Anyways." She clapped her hands together and bounced. "I'm sure everyone here has some questions, and I'm sure there's quiet a few of them that are important, but for now let's start off with the basis. I'm sure you all are thinking to yourselves 'what the hell is the fourteenth division and what's the whole deal with the prodigy part?' I'll explain that now." A control appeared in the woman's hand which she aimed up at the floating black and white face of Mayuri. With a flourish she jammed the button with her thumb. There was a click and the image shimmered a little before focusing back into its normal self.
Nemur looked down at the remote, and frowned. "Hold on." She tried pushing the button a few more times, but nothing happened. "Ah." Shrugging, she tossed the remote over her shoulder. It made a loud clang that echoed for a few seconds before dying down. "Visual aids are for pansies anyways."
"Okay, so here's the deal. Everyone here knows who Gin Ichimaru and toshiro hitsugaya are, right? They were captains born with brilliant minds which allowed them to quickly move up the ranks of shinigami, reaching captain status in record time, and surpassing what most shinigami are normally capable of." With this Nemuri disappeared and reappeared at the center of the table, directly below her captain's massive heard.
When she began to talk, the young woman had given up on any attempts at restraint and shouted every word that came out of her mouth. "For the longest time it was a mystery as to why these prodigies were so rare, or even existed at all, but thanks to some research and experimentation that was definitely worth the sacrifices performed by Mayuri-sama we've come to understand that the prodigy status is nothing more than a rare genetic mutation that's normally a recessive gene. Through this same research, Captain Mayuri has not only been able to identify the specific genetic mutation but has found a way to forcefully create and activate it."
The young woman sighed and hopped off the table. "Unfortunately, the process by which prodigies are created isn't perfect and the process doesn't effect every soul the same way. Some weren't effected at all and many, well everything is fine in the name of science." Here Nemuri paused before reappearing at the front of the table. "Which brings us to here, the 14th division and it's responsibility." Nemuri grinned, wide and malicious. It was easy to see she was not only her father's creation but also his daughter. "You all are here to stay alive. To prove that the prodigy program is worth continuing, or " she shrugged. "It's just another dead end, and we'll have to find some other way to repair the ranks loss to us thanks to the Quincy invasion a few years ago."
"Ugh!" The old marine in the chair mumbled. "My head." He winced after moving a bit and decided not doing so was the wiser decision. Not that he had much choice in the matter as he was currently tied too tightly to move.
"We're under attack, sir" Dylan said as he slowly crept out of his hiding space towards his superior. "I'm not sure what their after, but they left awhile ago. I'm not sure where they went."
"Bah." The old marine mumbled. "To attack a marine, we'll have their heads, we will, won't we, Dylan my boy?"
"Uhm." Dylan looked around for a way out, but there was only the exit to the room the pirates left.
"Ah. Never mind then." The old man said, wincing as he did so. The movement really did make his head hurt. "I'll do it. Just untie."
"Yes sir!" Dylan said with a crisp salute.
Freed, the old marine, who was actually quite large when you took his stooped posture into account took a moment to locate his walking stick, before motioning Dylan to move on ahead of him.
The entire ship shook from the explosions of the red woman's javelin attacks. "What the hell's that!" The marine captain snarled, bracing himself against the steering wheel. "Are those bloody pirates trying to take the entire ship down. Don't they understand that we're still tethered? Are they suicidal as well as stupid?"
"Well." Mark said as he looked down at his empty mug. "They are pirates, and pirates aren't famous for being individuals who think things through before acting."
"Right sir" Tim, nodded and continued to look at his feet.
"Damn pirates!"
"No respect for anything!"
"They think they can pick a fight with the marines and walk away?"
"They're crazy."
"They're, right above us actually. Come on!"
"Wait, not through the..... Oh. Bloody hell. The captain's going to have our asses for that."
@Shiyonichi@Noodles
When they stopped, a few levels below deck, Abbygail made a point of keeping Musashi's hands on hers. "Well, things are a lot better now, aren't they?" She sighed. "So before we were unknown, and now not only are we known, but we're going to be targeted with a vengeance." The woman in purple took a moment to look around before shrugging and starting in a direction she hoped would lead them.
"So here's the plan." Abbygail said, pulling Musashi behind her. "What we're going to do is........"
She didn't get to finish. One second everything, but for the panicking marines was perfectly normal, and the next, the floor beneath her exploded outwards and a large, grey man with glowing red eyes, rammed into her stomach, and forced her upwards, through all the floors that stood between them and the deck. Bright, morning sunlight poured in.
"Damn it!" A long spidery arm appeared by the hole, and then another. The muscles tensed, and the long bodied figure of the long arm tribe appeared. "I knew that dumb bastard was going to do it, again. I just knew." He stopped and turned his attention to the girls, a large smile appearing on his face. "Well, none the less, at least he did find the intruders." The marine licked his lips before pulling out the sword from his sheath.
"That's great and everything." A voice called from under the hole. "But would you mind moving so I could come up. I don't want your damn balls to bump against my head when I get up there, again."
The long armed marine sighed and stepped aside so his partner, a short, stout man with wide eyes,and thick glaces slowly pulled himself up.
Once up he took a moment to look around before settling on the shapes of their foes. He leaned forwards, but couldn't make much out.
"One second." He raised a finger and then cleaned his glasses. Once their were back on he looked and nodded. "Ah. Those are pirates alright! Definitely not the sort we want on this ship, but without a doubt the kind we'll keep on board till we take them to their new cell homes!"
"Hey, are those them!" A voice called from below the hole.
"Should we come up too?"
"Nah. We've got these, but there's still a couple more on the ship. Go and find them or the captain will have our asses for these holes not being justified."
"Aye-aye."
@Crimson Lion@grandia20
The young marines weren't much of a match for Rainer. However, he didn't have much time to rest before an old man's voice rang out across the deck. "You damn youngin. No respect for your elders!" The old man appeared, and slowly started making his way towards the fishman.
@grandia20
"Hey!" The marine with the gun to his head, raised his arms in surrender. "Now. Let's not doing anything stupid. We're on a marine ship. Why not just turn yourself in and accept life in prison instead of a messy end on here?"
"We're under attack, sir" Dylan said as he slowly crept out of his hiding space towards his superior. "I'm not sure what their after, but they left awhile ago. I'm not sure where they went."
"Bah." The old marine mumbled. "To attack a marine, we'll have their heads, we will, won't we, Dylan my boy?"
"Uhm." Dylan looked around for a way out, but there was only the exit to the room the pirates left.
"Ah. Never mind then." The old man said, wincing as he did so. The movement really did make his head hurt. "I'll do it. Just untie."
"Yes sir!" Dylan said with a crisp salute.
Freed, the old marine, who was actually quite large when you took his stooped posture into account took a moment to locate his walking stick, before motioning Dylan to move on ahead of him.
***
The entire ship shook from the explosions of the red woman's javelin attacks. "What the hell's that!" The marine captain snarled, bracing himself against the steering wheel. "Are those bloody pirates trying to take the entire ship down. Don't they understand that we're still tethered? Are they suicidal as well as stupid?"
"Well." Mark said as he looked down at his empty mug. "They are pirates, and pirates aren't famous for being individuals who think things through before acting."
"Right sir" Tim, nodded and continued to look at his feet.
***
"Damn pirates!"
"No respect for anything!"
"They think they can pick a fight with the marines and walk away?"
"They're crazy."
"They're, right above us actually. Come on!"
"Wait, not through the..... Oh. Bloody hell. The captain's going to have our asses for that."
@Shiyonichi@Noodles
When they stopped, a few levels below deck, Abbygail made a point of keeping Musashi's hands on hers. "Well, things are a lot better now, aren't they?" She sighed. "So before we were unknown, and now not only are we known, but we're going to be targeted with a vengeance." The woman in purple took a moment to look around before shrugging and starting in a direction she hoped would lead them.
"So here's the plan." Abbygail said, pulling Musashi behind her. "What we're going to do is........"
She didn't get to finish. One second everything, but for the panicking marines was perfectly normal, and the next, the floor beneath her exploded outwards and a large, grey man with glowing red eyes, rammed into her stomach, and forced her upwards, through all the floors that stood between them and the deck. Bright, morning sunlight poured in.
"Damn it!" A long spidery arm appeared by the hole, and then another. The muscles tensed, and the long bodied figure of the long arm tribe appeared. "I knew that dumb bastard was going to do it, again. I just knew." He stopped and turned his attention to the girls, a large smile appearing on his face. "Well, none the less, at least he did find the intruders." The marine licked his lips before pulling out the sword from his sheath.
"That's great and everything." A voice called from under the hole. "But would you mind moving so I could come up. I don't want your damn balls to bump against my head when I get up there, again."
The long armed marine sighed and stepped aside so his partner, a short, stout man with wide eyes,and thick glaces slowly pulled himself up.
Once up he took a moment to look around before settling on the shapes of their foes. He leaned forwards, but couldn't make much out.
"One second." He raised a finger and then cleaned his glasses. Once their were back on he looked and nodded. "Ah. Those are pirates alright! Definitely not the sort we want on this ship, but without a doubt the kind we'll keep on board till we take them to their new cell homes!"
"Hey, are those them!" A voice called from below the hole.
"Should we come up too?"
"Nah. We've got these, but there's still a couple more on the ship. Go and find them or the captain will have our asses for these holes not being justified."
"Aye-aye."
@Crimson Lion@grandia20
The young marines weren't much of a match for Rainer. However, he didn't have much time to rest before an old man's voice rang out across the deck. "You damn youngin. No respect for your elders!" The old man appeared, and slowly started making his way towards the fishman.
@grandia20
"Hey!" The marine with the gun to his head, raised his arms in surrender. "Now. Let's not doing anything stupid. We're on a marine ship. Why not just turn yourself in and accept life in prison instead of a messy end on here?"
yeah, she's on page two. I'll get her and the new guy in the character section when I get home from work.
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