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To End the World: Card Game

I found a pic for my Swamp Monster World End World End, I think

To End the World: Card Game

@TheRedWatcher I'm still in.

To End the World: Card Game

Swamp Monsters it is then.

It'll probably be a Midrange, with focus on both hitting them fast and early and rushing to bring out the big boi's. Like a Red/Green deck from MTG.

To End the World: Card Game

I could get into this, if you're still open.

I'm not sure what deck motiff I'd like to have; Im thinking either something Aggro, or a Control focused on preventing creatures from attacking.

Maybe Swamp Monsters?

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

@Surtr@Oddsbod@lavulman

Tortuga ran through the streets like a charging bull as the storm intensified.

Once Ivory and The Pioneers reached the stadium, they were taken aback by it's sheer ruin. Already a crowd had formed, kept at bay by a few barriers and policemen trying to keep the panicked crowd under control. Ivory dismounted Tortuga, and walked with the rest of The Pioneers single file forward. One of the police officers held his arm in front of her approach.

"Hey! You can't go in there! Step back, uh... ma'am?" The officer quickly faded from his routine words as he took in Ivory's bizarre appearance.

"I am here on official business. I believe this shall suffice?" Her mesmerizing voice tickled ears, as she held up a laminated slip of paper. The guard held took it, and shot the Sergeant a suspicious look. They shrugged. He turned back to Ivory, and stuttered his response.

"I uh... Think I'd have to take this in to get a look at it. Could you just hang tight?"

"I'm afraid not, then." Ivory continued walking. The police guard tried to hold his arm out again to prevent passage, but Tortuga, directly behind her, grabbed his arm and gently shoved him back. He watched helplessly as all six enigmatic figures filed one-by-one into the ruined Stadium.

Ivory's earpiece had buzzed again. It wasn't the gentle buzz from when it was being tuned into, but violent and static.

"BZZZZZTIvory?BZZZZZZZZZTcloudBZZZTJapanBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTcan'tBZZZZZZZTStick to theBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTMission!"

"Hello?" Ivory asked, confused, before the wild buzzing took over. Suddenly, Ricochet abruptly lunged and ripped it from the side of her head, crushing it between her two fingers. "Ricochet! Shame on you!" Ivory said, in a disapproving, disappointed voice that almost sounded angry.

Ricochet made no reaction. But sure enough, Ivory turned her head. One of the TV's meant to show the fight from the lobby was intead showing an emergency broadcast, which flickered on and off, the screen bearing a crack on it. It showed that a massive hurricane had formed around japan. It was more like a donut, with an extremely large eye and thin barrier. It completely enveloped Japan, and had destroyed any incoming ships or planes. Authorities are still scrambling to understand what is happening.

This was a cue to Ivory that she was able to sneak in, take an Oni, and leave. As the Pioneers approached the Arena, they stopped in the hallway, looking out to see them. The seats of the stands had been shattered by win, an overwhelming downpour had formed. In the middle of the arena, a group of monsters had stood. Giant, colorful creatures, with steam surrounding them. A large one stood in front of the group, challenging anyone who dared to stand up to him. But then a figure wearing armor approached him, their hands slightly raised.

Were they a Symbiote, like the Pioneers and herself? No, couldn't be. Ivory received no response when she tried to control them. She could tell from her voice, however, that they were a female. They were proposing a treaty with the Oni, to ensure no violence would occur. But that couldn't do for Ivory. She needed to bring in a specimen. Luckily, a fighter in the ruined stands shot a glowing orb of light at the giant Oni, blinding him.

"You insult me!" The oni bellowed to the armored woman, which looked like an action figure compared to him. Good, a conflict was likely to stir. But Ivory couldn't risk them being rational, and attacking whoever it was that fired the shot. Ivory needed to take measure. She turned towards her group, and nodded towards Haunt, who had been hanging near the back of the group. Both of their faces glew orange for a few seconds, before fading. Haunt turned invisible, and crept towards the crowd of Oni. He knelt down by one, and made a razor slash with his claws at the back of their quadricep. He then moved side to side, slicing several wounds onto Four of the Oni, before retreating to Ivory.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

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Calvin watched helplessly as the dragon's fire spewed throughout the town. He noticed something as he stared at it; There were not one, but two people clinging to it, and some weird, flying person following it. Luckily, the dragon seemed more preoccupied with getting the fleas off than actually destroying the town at the moment. That gave calvin plenty of time to react... And think of a way in hell that he could actually fight the thing from so far away. He had snowballs, but even if he charged one with enough ki and energy to hit it, it probably wouldn't do anything. It was still better than just standing around.
Luckily, this town was high in the mountains, giving plenty of snow without having to spend ki creating it. Calvin picked up a decent hunk of snow from the side of a step. In a light blue glow, the small mound he collected turned into 12 neatly crunched up snowballs. Charging his arm with ki, he hurled the first one into the sky!
... Which must've practically been a mile from the place he actually wanted to hit... He threw another one, this time after doing basic calculations in his head to make sure he was atleast within the ballpark. Again, no sell. The next four balls he threw fared no better. Calvin was forced to face the reality of his situation: That was a giant dragon, flying almost a hundred feet off the ground. Is this how people felt back in the dark ages? Some big, scaled bird comes in and attacks from a point nobody can reach? And even if they could, they could just bounce off any attacks?

Calvin needed to adapt, if he wanted to hit it. He climbed up the water spout of one of the buildings, and climbed up again until he was on top of a two story building. Now, he had a better vantage point, but he was still a bit short. Unless... Calvin focused more of his ki, creating an enhanced version of Ice Wall beneath him, giving him an even further boost. He hurled two more snowballs at it. One of them actually hit; Hit a spontaneously appearing blue barrier, that completely negated his attack. Now Calvin needed a better method of hitting it. What he needed, was a more powerful snowball that wouldn't split apart just upon contact. He crunched up his 4 remaining snowballs, into just one, and channeled it with about 1/4 of his total ki, causing it to shimmer a bright cyan light. Yet once the light finished glowing, it was just a regular snowball. Calvin leaned back with his shoulder, turning his entire body to face the giant robot dragon. Suddenly, he hurled it with enough force to make his hair blow for a second.
The object sailed through the winter air. Despite three people around it, the snowball actually managed to land a bulls eye; Right back into that blue shield. Just as Calvin anticipated.
But right as he was about to start crafting another snowball, Calvin noticed the fragments of the snowball exploding. Several plates along the dragon's neck and side were now covered in sheets of ice. That was all Calvin felt he could do, for now. He didn't want to burn any more ki on something that he couldn't even know for a fact was working from this far away.

LISA: Life Ruining Roleplay

Sign me the hell up, my man.

I'll get working on a CS right away.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

@Megsychan

Germany

The first thing Calvin learned in Germany, was that they really knew how to make their sausage.

Two weeks ago, he'd split up with Lucy, after she was picked up by a MAVERICK transport, that threatened to arrest him if he didn't stop insisting he "tag along". So, after seeing on a TV how a mountain town in Germany was getting hammered by Robots, much like the ones that destroyed the Fighting Cup, he got the bright idea of "borrowing" a ride on a cargo ship, with an IOU and everything.
The town was up in the mountain, yet didn't look too damaged. But, the surrounding forest had multiple fallen robots, with ashes still fresh in the air. It was obviously a battlefield, that he guessed a bunch of people had died defending. So, he decided to return to the town, and hunker-down until the next robot attack occured.
But, apparently something Calvin and Robots have in common is never being in a hurry. He'd been in this town for three days, and not a single attack happened. So, here he was now. Eating a sausage that he bought with five bucks off some thug who tried mugging him, waiting for the army to bust by. But then, he heard a giant metallic roar, followed by panicked murmuring. Up in the sky, Calvin saw a giant dragon flying through the air, with some smaller humanoid object flying straight towards it. It looked like that was his cue... But how was he supposed to hit it from all the way over here?

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@Oddsbod

Japan
"I see..." Ivory calmly nodded.

"But, I was not the one who hurled the car towards you. That would have been Commando, who I am sure is very sorry. Nevertheless, I did not "start this" conflict." Ivory nodded towards Commando, who nodded also. Ivory turned back to Khan "But, you throwing your can at me was balanced out by Ricochet ruining your jacket. That was, as I have been informed, known as an "Eye for an eye", even if I would have preferred a less... forceful method of retribution. Yet, you have revealed to me an opportunity."

Tortuga slowly walked behind Khan.

"If what you say is true, and you do not even apologize to those who you have truly wronged, and thus deserve one..."

Tortuga's big thick hand grabbed Khan by his now-ruined jacket from behind, and lifted him up.

"Then I suppose I may delegate some of my time towards teaching you a lesson in apologizing."

Tortuga hurled Khan towards a parked van. The crowd on the sidewalk took a step back, murmuring in shock. Ivory's face glew orange, as did the faces of all five Pioneers.

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@Surtr@Savo

Germany
SMOLDR slowly walked towards the collapsed, transformed Seven-Seven. Both of his arms glew orange as he approached her. POCOA slashed up Justin, keeping him busy.

"YOU HAVE USED FORCE FAR TOO LETHAL FOR SIMPLE RESTRAINT. THEREFORE, NECESSARY SUBDUING TACTICS HAVE BEEN AUTHORIZED." SMOLDR's electronic voice buzzed. He picked Seven-Seven up off of the ground, wrapping his thick metal claws around both of her arms. He looked her straight in the eye as he began to pull them away from her torso. Just as he was about to subdue her, he heard a third voice from behind him.

"Hey dickweeds, fuck off," moments before a powerful soundwave collided into him, forcing him to Drop Seven-Seven. Before he could collect his bearings, a barrage of missiles collided into him. Two of them hit directly at both of the exposed joints between his arms and body, blowing one of his arms clean off, and detaching the other in every aspect except for four wires attached to them... Which quickly severed. As if he didn't suffer a hard enough blow, Justin created a powerful shockwave, which not only toppled him over, but also blew off a few plates of his armor, exposing his hideous, biological skin. After several missile blasts, he was completely shrouded in black smoke, atleast hiding his giveaway disfigurements for a few seconds, if not a minute.
POCOA was also knocked away by Justin's hammer wave, forcing her camouflage to disable. She collided into a tree, but was mostly unharmed. She saw that Seven-Seven was disoriented, if only temporarily, Justin was still standing, a third well-dressed gentleman had appeared, and her partner, SMOLDR... was dead. Her night vision activated, showing that her comrade had both arms removed, as well as several plates that exposed controversial biological mass. This battle was obviously lost. POCOA activated her camouflage, and leapt away fleeing.

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@Surtr@lavulman

Rio
Rod flinched as Sage summoned and pointed a sword right towards his throat. Their voice had a sense of being "High and Mighty", acting like they knew what was going on, and that they could so much as grasp the scale Horizon Frontiers functioned on. The other guyl, Rosie he thought it was, got up and pretty much repeated Sage's behavior, but in a soothing whisper, asking politely if there was anything they didn't know. And then there was the question as to "significant damage".

"Well, Significant damage would be anything that can't be fixed with a few hours of hard science. So basically, try to keep him in one piece, and don't tear any holes in his armor. His entire body is bonded to that suit, and he'll die if anything is exposed. Don't crack his visor, and don't rip off his tail. Okay? Good luck."

Rod waved them off as they walked out of the room. Once they were clear out of earshot, he turned on the TV in the upper corner. The outdoor camera showed that they both walked into the street, and out of view. Rod sighed, turned off the TV. He pulled up his chair that fell over as Sage threatened him, and sat in it, face in his palms.

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Rio

The Slums of Rio didn't just have trash, they were trash. The streets were full of litter. The river in the ditch below was completely logged with garbage. Atleast two men were standing in it, impaling trash with sticks and putting it into bags. As they worked in the river, they made their way towards a bridge over the river, which was more squalid underneath than the rest of the river combined. One of them men pinched his nose as they approached. Once they were both underneath the bridge, a metal scorpion tail slowly lowered itself, and suddenly curled around the arm of one of the men, pulling the poor screaming fellow up into the dark corner. The other man defenselessly pointed his quivering stick towards the darkness, as the sounds of violent drilling emanated. After a few seconds of silence, a shriveled husk of his friend dropped from above.
Next from above, a suit of armor plunged, with the same tail that abducted his friend curling up, before lashing at the man. Yet before it penetrated his stomach, before coming to an abrupt stop.
SYM-04 stood there in suspended motion, his armor covered in dirt, garbage, and stain from water. A few cracks lated his armor, here and there.

WHY

AI Repair has been completed. Now starting...

NO

An Error has occured. Restarting AI...

"NO!"

75% Active... Please wait...

"NO! SHUT UP! GO AWAY!"

SYM-04 shrieked out loud, clutching his head. A deep, primordial darkness poured in from behind SYM-04. He tried to sprint away from it, yet it kept growing after him. As he escaped underneath the bridge, the darkness poured upwards as well, stretching infinitely, and faster, as it pursued the rogue Symbiote. A black hand lunged out and grabbed SYM-04 by his leg, tripping him. More black hands came out, stretching an unnerving distance and grabbing a part of SYM-04. They began to pull him into the darkness. SYM-04 screamed as the darkness subsumed him, absorbing him. The abyss wrapped around him, the trash-ridden slum, the blue sky, everything... All replaced by the oppressive darkness.
He wanted to fight. But the Darkness had a complete grasp over him. A single light appeared in the darkness, far away, yet right close to SYM-04. It took shape, resembling SYM-04, but without the damage and decay he wore with indifference.

"AI Reboot complete. Now heading to the nearest installation of Horizon Frontiers...

NO NO SHUT UP SHUT UP LET ME GO I HATE YOU I WANT TO KILL YOU LET ME GO I WILL KILL THEM ALL

SYM-04 screamed in pointless defiance. He knew how to keep the bad version asleep. He just had to hurt himself, and he would go away. But he couldn't move, only speak. SYM-04 let out a vicious scream that slowly increased in volume, until it deafened any passerby. Eventually, SYM-04 felt his "ear drums" pop. Just that small change in volume receeded the darkness, just enough for him to rip his left arm free, and stab himself in the gut, penetrating his own armor and stabbing his gut. The dark hands let him go, and Jeremy Halvit looked startled.

"SYM, please. If you keep this up, they are going to--"

I DON'T CARE I HATE YOU I'LL KILL THEM ALL IF THEY COME

SYM-04 snapped. Jeremy Halvit sighed, accepting defeat before the void completely disappeared.

"Very well. Let's see how long you can keep this up. Just know that eventually, you will be caught. Or better yet, you'll die, and they will pry me from your "consciousness", as Horizon Frontiers are polite enough to call it. Even if you can run forever, you won't be able to hurt yourself at one point. And then I will have the opportunity to return."

The darkness completely receded, leaving SYM-04 sitting alone, in the polluted river. The other man had escaped. SYM-04 would have to move again soon.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

Rod Lightning

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⦋ 32 || America || Male ⦌

INFORMATION

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DESCRIPTION

An agent of Horizon Frontiers. His father was one of the founders. When he died, his son scrambled to take his place, despite lack of proper knowledge or training, and his general youth. Practically the only feature that allowed him to join was that he was a relatively experienced Nomad, who had been wandering the world out of boredom until he could fill his dad's shoes. Horizon Frontiers desperately needed Ki to sample, so he subjected himself to constant painful extractions and surgeries. Now, his ability to use Ki is severely weakened. He can't even qualify as a Nomad, as even the smallest exertions of Ki are painful to him. Should he use too much Ki in one sitting, he might actually die. With most of his Ki extracted and his body exhausted beyond repair, his use to Horizon Frontiers is steadily crumbling. Recovering SYM-04 just may be his ticket that he's still useful.

SPECIAL MOVES

■ Thunder Punch

Rod dashes forward after infusing his fist with Ki, causing it to crackle wildly with lightning. If he punches an opponent, they'll be harshly electrocuted.

■ Ki-Dodge Style

Arguably his strongest maneuver still available. He infuses his entire bodily reflexes with Ki, allowing him to move his entire body, no longer how late he reacts to an attack. It can only be used as a preparation to a suspected attack, and at his current state, will completely immobilize him for an increasing time with every time it is used. Currently, he will be paralyzed for 3 minutes after he uses it.

■ Finger-Gun

Rod focuses all of his Ki into the tip of his finger, and shoots it in a miniature bolt of lightning towards his opponent. He can only use this attack five times in a short period of time, requiring an hour to recharge each use. If he uses it with all uses exhausted, he will experience intense physical pain with every other use.

■ Thunder Pressure

Rod jabs his opponent in their chest region, with Ki-infused fingertips. The lightning will dance into his opponent, writhing violently, causing his opponent to be immobilized. Holding it for too long will fizzle it, and use it on himself.

■ Thunderball

The last trick in the hole. Rod channels all of his Ki into a spherical object, about the size of a basketball, entirely made of Lightning. He then hurls it at his opponent, dealing massive damage and paralyzing them. The downside, is that this move has a 50% chance of actually killing him. If he does survive, he will be completely weakened for 3 hours.

OTHER

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

@Surtr

Before POCOA could lunge upwards and scratch Seven-Seven, the android's arm turned into a machine gun, and started firing a full round right into the squatting POCOA. She held up her arms, blocking the large black glass covering her face. Her armor did a good job of blocking most of the flaming pellets as they bounced off of her, she was suppressed at point blank range.

SMOLDR was moved back as Justin blocked and shoved against his blow. He turned and saw Seven-Seven was shooting at POCOA, rendering her defenseless. Looking back for a moment at Justin, SMOLDR ran towards Seven-Seven, charged up his arm once more, and delivered a haymaker right into the robotic waif.

Once she was no longer suppressed, POCOA grinned at Justin, before activating her camouflage again. She crept up on Justin, and delivered multiple lacerations to his body, before her camouflage ran out of time.

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@Oddsbod

Ivory hardly noticed the car that lost traction and would've ran right into her. She would have, had Commando not lunged to her side, and sent it flying.

The car must've almost hit someone, since she heard someone shouting angrily at her.

“Hey! Watch where you’re throwing your cars, tincan asshole!”

The well-dressed man then hurled a soda-can with great force towards Ivory and The Pioneers. She knew because it tapped her right in the side of the head. Ivory came to a complete stop, as well as The Pioneers. All five of their heads instantly turned towards the man who hurled the object at Ivory. Ivory turned to Ricochet, and gave the nimble Symbiote a nod, her faceplate glowing orange. Ricochet sprinted towards the now running man in less than five seconds, and positioned herself right in front of the assaulter, cutting off his path. Ricochet grabbed the man by his expensive jacket, lifted him off the ground, and tossed him back into a puddle of dirty rain. The rest of the pioneers had formed a circle around the troublesome man, with Ivory standing a few feet behind them. Looking directly at the fallen man, she made her demand clear with one simple word.

"Apologize."