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Current If you think you can't handle the truth, how do you think I feel?
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1 yr ago
Watch Across the Spider-Verse. You did? Do it again. You already did? AGAIN.
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If ya can't handle the heat, don't go burning your bridges.
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Miraculous is on my list of shows to watch, but I never get around to it.


Well... spoilers :V
Biiiit of a wordy one. The powers are kinda esoteric. Hopefully it's all on the level though!

I've still got my villain in the pipeline. Just, uh... procrastination is a hell of a drug :B I'll post the app later today


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Sandswept Sky - Apex of the World


Raz was getting eager to do something, and the temptation of wrecking these statues was just too... uh, tempting. Once the plan to free the ringer and let the bell ring formed, Raz already surrounded the closest statue with his TK, gripping its torso like a giant action figure. All it would take was a tight squeeze, popping the thing in two. Almost too easy...!

And then any proceedings were put on hold for an impromptu team meeting. "What're we waiting for?" Raz called to the others, "by the time we decide on anything that big creature might already be dead!" Phalanx had taken quite a beating already, and it was hard to tell if it was on the losing end or not, but surely going at it enough times would make it start to bleed, and once that happened, well, Raz didn't know how to suture something that size.

The group wasn't going to be swayed on his words alone though, so Raz begrudged the hold up and went to meet with the rest. As bad of an attitude Celia had, Raz agreed with her. Any momentum they had in their respective focus hit a collective dead end, and now it just felt awkward huddling around to decide what next.

"I think we should be a teensy bit more thorough here before we go straight to the idea of killing something because it happens to be around," Raz said with a bit of a 'tude himself. "If that's all that mattered then that guy could be the Champion." He gestured to Redento. "Which I hope you aren't, since you seem like an okay guy, but if you are you should speak up now."

Phalanx was more than just "around", of course, a fact which it made very clear with its decision to finally fight back. Was it waiting for an opening like this, where everyone was together? Maybe the thing was smarter than it was given credit to be. But there wasn't time to be debating that, what with being attacked and all. Raz hunkered down with the rest behind the uber-shield his teammates built up, using the time to fire off a quick Psi-Blast at one of the bell statues. There wasn't much time to discuss now.

Therion and Primrose opting to continue fighting Phalanx made Raz stop, however. "What? You can't!" His fingers to his temple, Raz psychically grabbed Therion's collar again, holding him in place as Raz turned to the others.

"I don't know much about what's happening in this world, but I'm sure that that thing didn't ask to be here same as any of us! It shouldn't be punished for doing things against its will." Raz was working up to some big speech, he could feel it!

Then Midna went and just did what we was about to suggest. To his credit Raz only barely floundered. "Uhh, yeah, good idea! I'm gonna take credit for that, was totally what I was going to say."


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If I know anything from having not watched Invincible and only gleaning plot details through video essays, gifs, memes, and sporadic wiki-dives, it's that they certainly aren't invincible to emotional damage.
Always game for a crossover! Couple questions in regards to characters:

Are duos accepted for a single slot? Something like Jak & Daxter, Sherlock & Watson, Rick & Morty - a pair of characters most notably seen together like that?

When it comes to villains, how much leeway would we be given in our villainry? I have an idea for a villain character but his main shtick is largely turning ordinary people into little supervillains of their own and bossing them around, not that he doesn't / can't do stuff himself.


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Sandswept Sky - Apex of the World


"Just do my best, huh?" Sound words of advice, but Raz wasn't entirely buying into it. His best was barely a drop in the ocean. There were people stronger, wiser, faster, and more useful than him in the group already. And some of them could fly, making any feats of acrobatics utterly pointless. So while things might work out in the end, Raz being involved might cause a few extra road bumps along the way.

Not that he was going to start getting lazy just because he's feeling sorry for himself.

On Mona's observation, Raz followed the other on-the-grounders that made their way over to the basin's statues, though he kept looking up at the flying leviathan. He was feeling like something was off too, so he decided to voice his concerns to the group. "I get that this is probably one of those Champions and that we have to deal with them to stop..." he glanced over to Therion, who still exhibited the murky palette and red eyes of someone under Galeem's influence, continuing with, "Uh, something from happening, not that I really know anything about it, ahah." Raz coughed. "My point is that it doesn't seem to really be doing anything, does it? Do we really have to resort to, you know... killing it?"

When they neared the statues, Raz split off to go examine one of the farther ones, specifically climbing up onto it to look at the chain it held. "Hey, these chains don't look like they're part of the statues!" Raz called to the rest. "You think they're holding something up?"
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Sandswept Sky - Graveyard of the Peaks


This was rough going. No, that's putting it lightly.

This was impossible.

As the doomed trek up the final stretch of the mountain got under way Raz was beginning to realize, finally, just how dangerous this was. Despite how fantastical the locales have been and how many odd monsters they've encountered, he wasn't in a mental world. If he ended up succumbing to injury, the elements, or simply taking the wrong step, he wouldn't be shunted back to the real world and be able to try again. This was it.

That didn't fill Raz with much confidence. There wasn't a surge of renewed vigor now that he understood the peril, and his adrenaline didn't kick in - that was long gone by now. If anything the thought that he would most likely die on this mountain was the final straw.

Unlike the others, flying off into the blizzard with shouts and screams, Raz went slowly, quietly. His trudging through the show, so high that it buried his whole legs, eased to a crawl. The cold wore him down, hunching the boy further and further, until it all culminated in him laying right down without a sound. There wasn't much hope in Raz, not anymore, and he let his consciousness fade, shivering alone in the snow.

Only to then find himself safe, somewhere else from the endless blizzard. For a second he thought he was dead, much like Tora even though neither could see one another. He stood, opening his mouth to address the robed figures, only for them to vanish as soon as Raz laid eyes on them. A golden glow enveloped him, and before he knew it, he was rocketing into the skies! To anyone who may have seen him in their shared soaring through the storm clouds, the young psychic looked like he was hanging onto the tail of a comet for dear life, his Levitation ball pulling him like it had a mind of its own.

With no control over any of it, all Raz could do was scream - mostly in fear, partly in fun - as the gang were given their final push towards...

Sandswept Sky - Apex of the World

Bursting through the cloud layer, Raz's wild flight slowed considerably, almost as if he was just thrown into the air and was reaching the peak of the arc before the plummet back down. There wouldn't be any Raz pancakes on the menu, fortunately, as the mysterious gold boost let him carry himself by the weight of his levitation still, hovering slower than normal as he cruised towards the nearest stable surface. The view was impressive, but there had been just a bit too much that happened for Raz to appreciate it fully, right now. And while he was incredibly happy that everyone made it out okay, Raz grew a lot quieter and distant than he'd been during the climb.

Even if it ended up working out in the end, he couldn't shake the fact that he let himself fail. It wasn't the wind, the cold, the snow that had gotten him, really. He just gave up. That knowledge really weighed on Raz - had he even been helpful before? What was the point of hanging around if he was going to be such a load?

When the Champion revealed itself in all its unusual, gigantic glory, Raz pushed his goggles back up his head. The scale of the monster made his knees buckle, and he took a step back to stop himself from falling. There was no way he could do anything against that. "Uhh, hey, I think you guys got this one," Raz said, the first thing out of his mouth since they arrived. "I'm going to stay here with..." He glanced back at Redenton, "that guy, you know, keep him safe. Keep Scout company since, well, he needs the rest more than any of us, right? Hah..."
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Vincent Cawler

Finally, a reprieve. With all the running around, monster semi-fighting, and dealing with those insane "Shadows", Vincent was running almost entirely on autopilot. It almost felt as if he'd been out of it for entire months, and that was certainly weird to get a handle on.

Staggering over to the hotel's breakfast bar, Vincent unceremoniously grabbed a handful of various meatstuffs and slapped them on a plate. He picked at the pile of sausage, ham, and bacon with a little plastic fork as he took one of the fancy cushioned seats for himself. This would be the only real food he's had today, so he was going to savor it. If 'savor' meant 'shovel more than you can chew into your mouth', that is.

Vincent didn't idly scarf, no no. He was paying close attention to the conversation everyone else had. Personas, Warlords, introductions... Vincent scoffed, though it came out more like a muffled cough through his mouthful of food. He could certainly think of one person who'd make a hell of a Warlord, and he wasn't planning to stick around this "Metaverse" to see him.

The baton pass of greetings eventually landed on him. Swallowing, he'd say, "Look, I'm not going to get buddy-buddy here. All of your weird stress crack stuff caught me by chance, I ain't involved in this 'save the world' business. Soon as I'm out of here you won't be seein' my again." He punctuated his point with a chomp of sausage.
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