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A blond haired man chasing down a traveller, accusing him of homophobia, racism, and various other things.

Please, don't exaggerate like that.

Oh, that's MWE's character?

Welp.

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My Little Phineas and Ferb: Summer is Magic!

Into the Shadows

In a city made of concrete and cobblestone streets, citizens crowded in the square. Electrical lamps piercing through the darkness of night. A wooden platform was placed in the center where an official of the World Court stood. Speaking with a big, loud voice, he addressed problems and concerns. Most of his answers were lies, but what the people wanted to hear.

The uproar was understandable when the official suddenly fell silent. A second later his face hit the floor. His lifeless eyes stared at nothing. A straight pitch black blade dripped with blood. The man holding it had no expression. Dressed in all black, including his wavy hair, his clothes almost seemed uniform, like they were made for fighting and killing. Even with the surrounding artificial light he still almost blended in completely with the night, but his arms were exposed. His skin was pale, and contrasted only by a black and blue dragon tattoo twisting down his right arm.

After the immediate shock wore off, every individual in the crowd recognized the culprit. A very dangerous man, and one of the Sea Lords. Thirteen pirate captains. Each with incredible skill and control over an element of their own. On top of that they also had the highest bounties in the world. This one was the leader, and therefore the most wanted man in the world...

"Halo!" The crowd started to panic.

Before it got out of hand, another voice rose above the noise, one with authority. An armored guard stepped up to the platform clutching a spear. His eyes fixed on Halo, who stared right back, unperturbed. Two more guards followed up the steps with crossbows aimed and ready.

"Don't move. You're under arrest for murder and general crimes against humanity," the lead guard said in his strongest voice. It was convincing, but there was a clear hint of anxiety.

Halo smirked.

More guards arrived and surrounded him.

It was deadly silent. Tension and fear filled the air. It was made worse when the lamps suddenly stopped illuminating the area. Even the light from the moon was snuffed out. The Square was plunged into shadow.

"A shroud of darkness," one of the guards pointed out. He's seen this before. With visibility reduced, they were all quickly realizing that didn't stand a chance.

Suddenly, several of the guards cried out. Others started screaming. Chaos ensued while everyone was stumbling and trying to escape to their homes, or just as far away as possible.

The lead guard had his spear raised in defense, but he was aware that it did him little good. He couldn't see, but his enemy could. Just as that thought occurred, he felt the terrifying presence beside him.

Halo whispered in a menacing voice. "Fool." The guard was stunned. He couldn't move. He couldn't even reply. "Lucky for you, I'm not in the mood for senseless killing tonight. And I'm out of time."

The guard let out a deep breath, possibly a sigh of relief. The darkness had cleared and the light returned. Halo had vanished. People were still in disarray, but aside from the assassinated official, no one else was seriously injured. Even the guards that were taken down didn't sustain fatal wounds.

"Lucky? I guess so..."


To be continued...

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~Halo Give into the Night.
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I planned on writing more tonight, but meh, don't feel like it. Hopefully that was a good little taste of what my character will be like.

EDIT: Also if you have any opinions on how I write, criticism, comments, whatever, I wanna know. I'm always looking to improve how I write.

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~Halo Everybody run!
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google doc is active, I did not add Halo yet. right now it's open for anyone to edit but obviously if someone messes with it I'm just going to make it private and then it will only get updated when I feel like doing it

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0AqwQjY4CZuiTdEprNGNMRmlaUkZXNzJFOU9BZW00aEE

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The Fifth Wave

The city of London was as busy as always; businessmen, workers, and tourists going on with their own pace, barely noticing each other. Fawassa was thankful for that. She wasn't ready to interact with other people. It wasn't like she feared them or anything, the people who visited the Ocean World were generally nice enough; they usually looked at her friends with smiles and amazement. Nevertheless, she never talked with anyone other than the man she was looking for.

"Girl, is everything okay?"

It was one of her friends, Red. She (sea cucumbers didn't really have genders, but most of them had adapted to conforming to human habits, due to prolonged exposure) just turned 3 years old last week, quite an achievement for a sea cucumber, and decided that she wanted to see world before she died.

"I am quite fine, thank you for asking. It's just that...I have no idea where to start."

It was true. It had been only a day since she snuck out from the only home she had known her own life, and what an experience it was. Before, she at least had someone to show her the ropes and to guard her from her own stupidity. There was no such privilege anymore. Fawassa and her friends spent the night cuddling in a dark alley not too far from the oceanarium. The sudden change was too much.

Red let out what was meant to be a sigh, but hormone-communication didn't really allow it.

"Well, I guess we can always start with going to one of those...'museums', I always wanted to see them anyway, or...hey! Where are you going?!"

"Do pardon me, but I've seen a lost boy in the crowd. And now, we can't have that, do we? Little boys, in my humble opinion, are very much..."

"Irresistible, I know. Don't do anything strange or you might get captured by the police! ...not that you wouldn't deserve it."

"Thank you for your concern, but please do not fret over me, for I shall be very careful."

"..."

And with her chest throbbing with excitement, Fawassa approached the crying little boy...

The Fifth Wave end

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A bit too short?

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Oh, I am one yet many.

VG characters here we go. Ones that no one here ever heard off, most likely.

Act 6

The puppet from beyond the stars

Infinite Space timeline

"The only hope of survival for the human race is to once again be reunited under one ruler, as Lugovalos once did! Now come, cease your futile resistance and accept Lugovalos as your rightful ruler! THA SINN LUGOVALOS! THA SINN AN SÍORAÍ SÚIL! "

As if Yuri didn't have enough problems already, but somehow that nutjob managed to force his broadcast over all the communication channels, no matter which frequency they used. It made coordinating his 5-ship fleet that much harder, with that irritating voice interrupting every now and then

"Grus," Yuri turned and saw his Security Chief, Torlo Adkin, "won't this guy ever shut up? Where did he come, from, anyway?"

A good question. Yuri had only been a week away from the old planet Earth when he came under attack from this new emperor's fleet, mostly composed of Lugovalian ships. What's odd is that it should be impossible for ANY ships to be here, other than the ones in Yuri's fleet and the other ships owned by survivors of the strike force to the Original Warpgate, and these ships are definitely new to Yuri.

"Emperor Taranis did have access to the portal ships, Epona and Abdaba, so these are probably military remnants from the Lugovalos homeworld using the same tech. But there's far more important things to focus on." True to his word, after answering Torlo's most likely rhetorical question, Yuri focused on the battlefield once more. They were currently on board Yuri's flagship, the Absoluta-class NIA LOCHLAIN, which has evaded all enemy fire and is in perfect condition. So far at least. Checking the status on the other ships showed what Yuri feared, they were fighting a losing battle. Both the Evstafi and the Picaroon are under heavy fire, and despite being the bulkiest of his ships, they won't last forever. The Haruul and the Corsair aren't doing very well, either, and he just can't find an opening to use his High Stream Blasters.

"Yuri, this isn't getting us anywhere! This is the fifth Battleship we've taken down already!" Yuri heard Tatiana's voice, the head officer of the Control crew, amidst the chaos on the bridge, and she's right. Usually the enemy's flagship was obvious, and the one most protected, but there were several valid targets, and so far, none of them were the correct ones. Well, panicking never helped anyone.

"Everyone, calm down! We've gotten through worse situations before," well, technically speaking, that was true, but he had backup from the Regeinlandic Fleet in those days. " and we'll get out of this one just like then. We just need to focus on evading all enemy fire while Alik-"

"Captain! I've found it! The enemy's flagship is the Nehalenia-class in this sector!" Yuri turned to Alik at the sound of his voice, his 1st Officer and strategist, and Alik nodded towards the chart. Yuri studied it.

"Great work! Now's the time for our counterattack. All Hands, prepare for Formation Foe under Alik's command! Beleko and Fomich, clear a path, then the other ships can finish off the rest of the enemy!".

At his command, Yuri's fleet began to move in a strange way, causing the enemy's formation to break apart in an attempt to pursue them. A costly move, as the Corsair and Evstafi finished charging up and fired the High Stream Blasters, destroying what was left of the true flagship's fleet. At that instant, the Absoluta charged straight towards the enemy flagship, and immediately connected to it, ready to be boarded.

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"Alright, MY turn to shine! All security personnel, prepare to board the enemy ship!" At Torlo's command, the crew roared in anticipation, and they all began to move towards the connecting corridor. When Yuri decided to follow suit, Torlo stopped him. "Whoa, Yuri my man, where are you going? Semias and me are enough to take care of these guys!"

"Yeah, but I kind of want to see this new Lugovalos emperor with my own eyes. Aren't you curious? He might even be a giant of a man like Taranis. And I've been itching for a good fight."

"I hope not, that dude was huge. Even Cico wasn't that big, and he's buff! But, you're the captain, so do what you want. A kiss for good luck babe?

"Wha-" Yuri turned in surprise, but of course, he was addressing Tatiana, his wife. Seeing the tender scene as Tatiana obliged, two faces flashed across Yuri's head, but they went away as he concentrated on the coming battle...

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"Submit to your true ruler, lowblood scum! Lugovalos shall reign supreme once again! THA SINN LUGOVALOS! THA SINN AN SÍORAÍ SÚIL!"

In the middle of the melee, Yuri looked towards the source of the voice, and he saw him. The man was garbed in typical Lugovalian royalty outfit... but his head is covered by a space helmet that's impossible to see the inside off. But the odd thing was this unnerving eye drawn right in front of the helm... and the outfit didn't seem to fit him perfectly either. Yuri could've also sworn that the voice sounded... feminine.

"Ahh, Yuri, just the man I need for my rule. Your talents... though you be of common blood... will be needed for my reign to be eternal. I will make you kneel before my throne."

Did his voice just sounded deeper in the middle of that sentence? Did he also grow slightly bigger? Regardless, Yuri finished off the enemy he was fighting, and turned his full attention to this... odd foe.

"Better men than you have tried to make submit, but they've all died.". Not all by his hand, but he didn't need to add that detail. Yuri unsheathed his Plasmic Blade. "But I'd love to see you try.", and with that, Yuri leapt at his enemy, blade swinging.

"Hmmph, a self-taught style? Interesting. But you have not yet fought a blademaster of the Lugovalian empire.", and with that, his enemy dodged Yuri's attack with ease, and launched his own counterattack, unsheating his own Blade. Blade swing after blade swing is blocked or evaded, but one thing is certain in Yuri's mind: This guy is good. Better than even the Bad to The Bones Pirates, and even Cico. Each attack was precise, aiming at his openings, and when there is none, he forced open one with powerful attacks. Slowly, but surely, Yuri is getting pushed back, and and his nicks are slowly building up. He's barely evading the attacks that went through his guard.

"Tch, I guess I can't beat you in a fair fight, but unfortunately for you, I'm an ex-pirate. HELP!", and with that, a blaster shot was fired off towards the emperor, but he evaded the attack easily. Torlo can be heard cursing from afar.

"Calling for help from your subordinates so soon? You disappoint me captain, I had expected more from a man of your fame.", and as he said that, the swing broke open Yuri's guard stance, leaving him vulnerable, but before the fatal blow was struck, a figure leapt between Yuri and the enemy, and sliced off the emperor's arm. "AUGH!"

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"Heh, gotcha. While I did call for help, I specifically called for HELP, my combat android. I doubt even you can beat her without your good blade arm." Yuri returned into his combat stance, and turned his attention towards the other combatants, and continued on. "Do you know my favorite thing about HELP is? She can shoot lazer beams from her eyes". And with that, HELP fired the beam straight through the emperor's helmet. Yuri descended into the fray once more, and the tide is slowly turning to Yuri's favor, as some of the Lugovalian fighters lost their will to fight when they saw their new emperor's dead body. Soon, yuri contacted his team "Torlo, Semias, finish off those who are still fighting, but capture the ones who no longer wish to-"

"CAPTAIN, LOOK-"

Yuri dodged out of the way and turned. A Plasmic Blade was thrust in Yuri's previous location, but was stopped before it reached it's destination as it became lodged in HELP's mechanical body. Then Yuri saw who was holding the blade and stared in disbelief. "YOU? Impossible, how?"

"As if common rabble can kill me, captain.". It was the emperor. Except... the voice sounded like a woman's once again, and Yuri saw a glimpse of silver hair through the helmet, as well as a woman's face. Either that, or a very effeminate man. Strangest of all, the arm that was chopped off is there once again. Oddly delicate hands, for a swordmaster. "Lugovalos will last for all eternity under my command, but first, I'll to make an example of you... and now you don't have this android to help you". With that, the emperor pulled his sword off of HELP's malfunctioning body. Or at least, tried to. The sword seems to be stuck. Odd, considering his strength when Yuri fought him. Regardless, Yuri took the opportunity to attack.

"HIAH!" Unfortunately, the emperor managed to get his sword out at the nick of time, parrying his thrust, and Yuri continued his duel. Oddly enough, the fight is in his favor this time around. No longer does the emperor have the grace of movements he had in the last fight, now he moves sluggishly, as if he's unbalanced or unused to the weapon he's using. Still, all of Yuri's attacks are getting blocked, as if the opponent knew where Yuri's attack would come from. It was only a matter of time, however, before...

"HAH!", with a loud cry, Yuri's attack caused the emperor's blade to fly out of his grip, and scant moments later, dealt a deep slash across the emperor, slicing him in two. "I'd like to see you survive THAT!". After looking back at the body to make sure, Yuri scanned the area. Even though the emperor's revival bolstered the spirit of the Lugovalians, only a few are left standing. The fight is over, Yuri has won. Yuri contacted his flagship, "Tatiana, how's the situation out there?"

"It's going great, actually. I don't know what you did in there, but they stopped fighting strategically, and we've destroyed half their ships! Some of the remaining ones have even stopped fighting and sent out SOS signals. How's it going on the enemy's flagship?"

"It went well, we suffered minimal losses, and we even killed the head guy. There's one last threat to-" As Yuri looked back towards the body, he froze. The emperor was standing again, and it looks as if electricity is sparking all over his body. Wait, his body? No, the face behind the helm is unmistakably a girl's, one with brown hair, and the body's size is a lot smaller than before.

"I had hoped to capture you after getting rid of your limbs, for your grave sin against me...", the emperor crouched, and picked up a shard metal, loose from HELP's body. "... but now, I'm just going to kill you." The emperor threw the shard into the air, and...

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What happened next, Yuri wasn't sure, because at that point, he was running back towards his ship. "EVERYONE, RETREAT!". His crew scrambled for a hasty retreat, and Yuri had barely sprinted when Torlo rammed into him, and he could intense heat nearby. Pushing Torlo away, Yuri saw the door leading back to the ship had a hole near the top, and it's as if it melted around it. "What the Grus? What just happened?"

"I don't know Yuri, I saw that guy rearing up to punch that metal shard, so I just knocked you down on instinct. Good thing I did too! Now come on, let's get going, Semias is taking care of HELP, and the guy looks pissed." And with that, Torlo stood and ran back.

Yuri followed him, throwing a glance back, and saw... something. It looked as if the Emperor was floating, with electricity traveling from him, and slowly moving towards Yuri. That was all Yuri saw, and he just focused on returning to his ship as fast as possible.

As soon as he made it back, Yuri sealed off the area, then gave a hasty command. "THOMAS! GET US OUT OF HERE, FAST! NO QUESTIONS!". As if the Helmsman is used to his Captain's commands, the ship began moving away from the emperor's flagship, the corridor left behind. Yuri immediately set off for the bridge.

"Yuri, what the Grus was that?" Looking around, Yuri saw Torlo again. "I mean, Rubriko's immortality transference of Psych- Physic- clone thing was one thing, but that? Sorry Yuri, I know I'm supposed to be the go-to-guy for close combat, but that's just plain supernatural, and that's not in my job description!" Yuri could've sworn he heard that exact same line somewhere, but he shrugged it off.

"I don't know, and it's not really important right now. Our priority is to survive, and I doubt that... whatever that was... emperor is going to let us off so easily. STATUS UPDATE!" with a roar as Yuri entered the bridge once again, Alik greeted his Captain.

"Welcome back, Captain Yuri. The enemy suddenly fought back even harder than before, as if their spirit was renewed. So far, none of our ships are in grave danger, but the Haruul's weapon systems are damaged, and- Oh... you're bleeding." Alik looked closer at Yuri, with concern plain on his face.

"Nevermind that," Yuri pushed Alik's hands away from his nicks, "Alik, did you see the footage of the melee?"

"No, we haven't. Why, is it important?"

"Yes. Tatiana, display it on the bridge" Tatiana promptly obeyed, and what happened just a few minutes ago was displayed for all to see. Yuri heard praises of him from people near him at the beginning of the fight, then gasps during the first duel, then shouts of disbelief and surprise at the revivals. An unusual way, as the dismembered arm became disappeared, leaving only a glove and some bits of clothing, and during the 2nd death, the two halves combined. Then Yuri saw what happened near the end, the emperor punched the metal shard, and it... well, it's a good thing the emperor's aim was off and that Torlo pushed him down.

"Impossible, a railgun with his hand?" Yuri heard Alik's faint voice amidst the chaotic voices of the bridge crew. "And his apparent immortally? It seems his mass changed each time he came back alive... Intriguing."

"Alik, you're our strategist, what do we do against this... thing?"

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"Oh, um, well, this is just conjecture, but... it appears that this new emperor has the unusual ability to shift forms as he likes. Look at this part, Captain, as he notices and talks to you." Yuri looks at the footage again, and his initial hunch was right, the emperor did get bigger during his talk. "However, if he could change form as he likes... then why didn't he change back into the form that allowed him to fight using the blade perfectly? At this point, I would guess that if you kill one form, it's impossible to change into that form again."

"So we can kill it then?" Torlo sounded oddly enthusiastic. "Then let's get back and finish him off once and for all!"

"I'm not sure if that's wise, because so far, we've seen three forms, and Captain Yuri and HELP managed to kill two... but we have no way of knowing if he's limited to just those 3 forms, or if he has a lot more to access. What if had access to a thousand forms? What if each of the other forms was even more dangerous than this electric form? We can't risk our men against a threat like that." After explaining it to Torlo, Alik shifted his attention to the chart once again.

"Well, what are we supposed to against that thing then? Just give up?"

"I never said that. What I suggest is that instead we destroy the Nehalenia utterly" Alik then looked back to Yuri. "Captain, we have to use our high Stream Blasters on it. If we use it, it will either disintegrate the emperor completely, negating his regeneration, or if he can form himself again from nothing, he most likely won't be able to survive in the void of space."

Yuri just stared at his 1st Officer. To think that the shy, mousy little boy would grow up to be such a calm and confident man against an enemy beyond their imagination. He smiled. "Alright, we'll do it your way. Control operators, you heard the man, relay our strategy to the other ships! Helmsman, turn around and prepare for ship-to-ship combat! Fighter squadrons, keep the enemy occupied!" The crew scrambled into position, and once again, Yuri focuses his attention back towards the battle in space.

Like a well-oiled machine, Yuri's fleet fought back as if they were one entity, moving in sync, making short work of what was left of the emperor's fleet. Even though the emperor's revival meant the fleet was no longer easy opponents, the damage Yuri's fleet has caused is too much to overcome. Until finally...

"FINAL ROAR!" All the ships and fighters fired at the same time, hitting their targets where the shields are weakest, destroying them all at the same time. Except for one ship. "Heh, so he's not only good at swordfights, then." Looking at the screen, Yuri could see that the enemy's flagship wasn't damaged badly, just a glancing blow here and there. "But now that you don't have any shield and portal ships with you... all we have to do is charge our-"

"HOW DARE YOU!" A girl's voice can be heard across the ships in Yuri's fleet, and a forced communication screen appeared. The emperor in the brown-haired girl form is addressing them. "YOU REFUSE TO SUBMIT, AND NOW YOU HAVE DESTROYED MY FLEET! I HAVE NO MORE NEED OF YOUR POWERS! I WILL DESTROY YOU, DO YOU HEAR ME YURI? I WILL DESTROY YOU! SURRENDER TO YOUR INEVITABLE DESTRUCTION!"

"No can do, I've got two women who made me promise to never give up." Yuri glanced and saw the status on his other ships, and they've finished charging. In fact, they fired at the same time, in a formation that's impossible for the enemy flagship to evade from. "Great minds think alike".

"DEATH WILL NOT STOP ME! I AM ETERNAL! THA SINN LUGOVALOS! THA SINN AN SÍO-"

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The forced communication screen disappeared. "You know, I'm still not sure how he did that, Captain. Seems impossible, but then again, he displayed impossible abilities" After that comment, Alik returned to his post and checked the status on the other ships. "Well, the damage wasn't too bad, but I suggest that we head back to planet Earth and- WHAT THE GRUS?"

Indeed, Yuri thought, as he saw the screen displaying what was supposed to be nothing where the emperor's flagship was. What the Grus indeed.

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"A dragon." Cico's tone annoyed Yuri. "You're asking me if I knew any heir to the throne that can turn into a dragon."

"You know I'm not kidding, I already showed you the footage that showed it happen. So yes, I am asking you that."

At that point Cicolluis Maponos Lugus, the rightful heir to the throne of Lugovalos, and leading authority over the newly re-colonized planet Earth, burst out laughing, slamming the tavern's desk all the while. Meanwhile, his aid, Ian, was covering his face with his right palm. That annoyed Yuri even more.

"Well, if you're going to be an ass about it, I'll just leave" Yuri stood up from his chair, and started to turn when-

"Oh, come back, I was just kidding. You have to admit, that was a ridiculous question." Yuri agrees. The entire thing is ridiculous. "Anyway, I don't know whether he had shapeshifting powers or not, but from what I saw of his blade skills, it's most likely the 10th heir. Forgot his name. He's the best sword fighter from Lugovalos, actually. He even beat my old man in a duel once." Yuri tried to picture Taranis losing in a man-to-man combat. Nope, not seeing it. "But I hear he was excommunicated and exiled because of an... incident."

Well, that made Yuri curious. "What incident?"

"Do I look like the type to reveal shameful royal family secrets?" Yuri just looked at him. "Well, I suppose I can tell you, no such thing as Lugovalos anymore. Just Earth." With that, Cico looked outside the tavern, and Yuri did the same. He saw the Terraforming project dome surrounding the small city. "You know, you guys lucked out with having professor Minas on your side. This is nothing short of a miracle. Anyway," Cico turned to look at Yuri again, "it happened before I returned from my romp through space. He was sent to watch over one of the sectors named Alzernia," Alzernia? That sounded familiar to Yuri, but from where? " and apparently, he was a cruel ruler to anyone who didn't have a shred of Lugovalian blood in them. My dad would have none of that when he got wind of it, so he promptly kicked his ass up and down the palace there. Guess dad wasn't fighting seriously when he lost." Now that Yuri can believe.

"But he never showed any signs of... what's the word... were-dragon-ism? Electrical powers? Shapeshifting?" Even before the words came out of his mouth, he knew that was a ridiculous thing to say. Cico just shrugged, and turned to Ian.

"Yo, Ian, can you check the database on the heirs?" Ian sighed, then promptly left the tavern. Cico stood up. "Well, sorry we can't be of much help to you, but we'll keep you updated if we have any new information from my ship's database. In the mean time, I'll have increase the military budget... well, if you can call it a budget, and have Lord Roth prepare a defense if we find any other hostile survivors of that Overlord disaster. Oh, that reminds me, he wanted to give you that letter." Cico hands a small envelope to Yuri "Well, see ya when I'll see ya" Cico then leaves the tavern, after tipping the bartender Radimir, and leaves Yuri alone with his thoughts.

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Once again, Yuri's fleet has left the Earth, and is off on their journey once again. Yuri is in his room, which is left bare of decoration, apart from an unusual, broken android in a corner. Yuri glanced at it, and Kira's face flashed across his mind. He thought back to the aftermath of the battle, when he saw that... "dragon"... thing appear, then disappear. A zoomed in footage revealed that it didn't disappear, rather, it reverted to other forms, some human, some even more fantastical than others, before disappearing completely. A gruesome death. That train of thought reminded Yuri of that suffocation story Nia once told him. Nia's face flashed through his mind as well.

"Well," closing his eyes, "Whatever happens, I'll face it head on." And with that, Yuri tried to sleep. But one thing kept him awake... he remembered what that thing kept saying. It wanted his powers... did it meant his powers as an Observer? How did it know of that? Was it another Observer like him? A Tracker? Something new the Overlords made? Or perhaps an Overlord in the flesh?

Yuri eventually drifted off into a fitful sleep.

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"Oh, that's right!" That sudden burst interrupted Ian's concentration on his work.

"What is it your majesty?" Cico scowled at that bit.

"I told you not to call me that. I'm not a royalty anymore." Ian knew. He just liked to annoy the ex- Crown Prince. "Anyway,I just remembered what the last bit he kept saying in the footage meant."

"What?"

"We are the eternal eye"

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Careless. That was the only word for it.

On a whim, I tried making a puppet in this universe, but the Overlords kept a constant watch over this universe, and they broke off my attempt to control Taranis. I could’ve retracted my control over the other puppet, but I just had to get the power of an Observer. I saw a slim chance to act unobserved when these humans managed to block off the Overlords’ access to this universe.

The power of creation… I was too hasty. I just had to see it in action. But no, the one Observer I found refused to submit to my rule, and he didn’t even need to use his powers as an Observer defeat my puppet. But then again, this fool was too prideful, he insists on using his skills for direct combat, and relied on his bladeskill too much. He could’ve just used the electric form and control the Observer’s nervous system.

Ahh well, at least I obtained fleet command, Plasmic Blade, and space warfare knowledge from this puppet, among other things. I’ll just have to be more careful with my next target, and choose a universe with no higher being watching over it. With infinite possibilities, there has to be a defenseless being with the power of creation and the same desire to rule over everything somewhere. Until I find it, I’ll just continue accumulating various other powers.

It’s already mine, after all. So it has to happen sometime.

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Funny story, all I wanted was just a small chapter introducing Sae Ra, Fawassa, Cole, and an Eternal Eye puppet.

Then Raka already used Fawassa

I suppose it could've just been set in London and one less character introduced... then my mind went off on tangent somehow and that ugly wall of text happened.

Meh, next time.

vpHigherlove posted...
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The more the merrier! Make a new character!

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NAME: Bagpipe killer
Why the name?: Every fifth person he meets, he hypnotizes them from the sound of his bagpipe, then he kills them with the mouthpiece of the bagpipe.

Ability: Invincible to all attacks known to any living being.

Background: Mostly shrouded in mystery. But one man did have the secret of how to kill him. That man was Shaka Zulu. Unfortunate to Shaka he died from the bagpipe. But he was able to write down how to kill him. Shaka hid the secret; but no one has discovered Zulu's writings.

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It's just mostly to show off what EE can and can't do, that he still fears higher powers, and so that somebody finally uses VG characters.

Also, advertisement for Infinite Space for the Nintendo DS, aww yeah.

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My Little Phineas and Ferb: Summer is Magic!

From: MegaWentEvil | #152
A blond haired man chasing down a traveller, accusing him of homophobia, racism, and various other things.

Please, don't exaggerate like that.

Sorry, just a joke in poor taste. You have to admit though, your biggest traits are leaping into topics to decry those you see as immoral, and signing up for user projects. But I was vague for a reason, that need not be your character. I'll probably write another chapter later today. No promises though.

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MMBN style fighting game made by me in the link below!
http://sandbox.yoyogames.com/games/184947-b8bn

From: vpHigherlove | #167
Ability: Invincible to all attacks known to any living being.

There is an easy loophole here.

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~Halo There is no Crane, only Scarecrow!
http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/3739/scarecrowq.jpg

lol, I know right?

I'm thinking of setting him up against the Lich EE.

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My Little Phineas and Ferb: Summer is Magic!

*Bump.*

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Time flies like an arrow.
Fruit flies like banana.

Looking back... a lot of mistakes in my chapter >_>

Ahh well, I'll do better next time. Who's next?

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I might do something soon.

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no misuzu you are the princess

I would do something now but I'm drunk and feel that it would be too silly.

So this is just a bump quite honestly.

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~Halo You're not the brightest.
http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/907/bandfinisher.jpg

Is it too late to sign up?

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(Maniac64 at work) [Browncoat] ~Board 570901~
All the proteins, vitamins, and carbs of your grandma's best turkey dinner, plus 15% alcohol.

Signing up as Catastrophy
Age: 17
My weapon: A magic spear that can shoot out fire, ice, or electricity and returns to my hand after it lands after it is thrown.
Skills: Can raise the dead and control them, jump abnormally high, turns invulnerable in mid-air, can tell who is who by their scent.
Armor: Gauntlets and boots called Gaia which gives me extra speed and strength (just and extra man's worth) and Genji armor from the Final Fantasy series.
Traits: Observant, kind-hearted, and intelligent. Also has a split personality when enraged called Order which only cares about getting revenge and making it a very bloody one.
Background: Mother was a Necromancer and Father a Dragoon
Story: Was raised by both parents to be a very intelligent young man but did not want him to be a dragoon or necromancer, because they knew he would go insane when angered but did not inform him about this fact, so the only option that he had to be both was to run away and be taught by dragoons and necromancers he came across so over the years he accumulated more knowledge then the wisest sages, more dark powers then the most seasoned necromancer, and more kind-hearted and braver than the noblest dragoon but as a result he was exiled from joining any guilds so he wanders aimlessly to a place where he can belong, even if he has to go through time an space to get there.
Looks: Average height and build but well toned muscles, white hair like Dante in DMC, and wears a pendent given to him by his mother, hair when he becomes Order is jet black.

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I bring order and chaos, I am life and death, creator and destroyer, just like the rest of humanity.

The Noble Exile

“Another town has rejected me but I am not angry,” Catastrophy told himself out loud.
“Yes you are you just liked that one girl you met and wouldn’t let me out,” said a voice inside his head.
“Shut up Order it isn’t up to you who should die and who should ….” Catastrophy was interrupted but the screams of terror coming from the town.
“You should just let them die. They rejected you and threatened to kill you,” Order whispered to the young man, “They all wanted you to leave even that girl you care about.”
Catastrophy ignored Order and rushed to the town the turned him away.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------This feels so great, thought the possessed man, That Eternal Eye guy was right this killing thing is so relaxing. Hey who’s that running into the village. It can’t be one of the townspeople they’re all dead already.
Just kill him as well, Eternal Eye told him, We can’t have any witnesses to this act just yet.
Okay Master I’ll get rid of him easily.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“What the….! The whole town is covered in blood!” cried out Catastrophy in shock.
“It could be that blood covered mage in front of you,” said Order in a “who really cares” tone.
“Order I think you should take over for a while,” whispered Catastrophy.
“Ugh. You really want me to get revenge on this guy for killing all the people who shunned you,” said Order disgusted.
“Yes,” he said simply.
“Fine.”
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Hahahahaha. So have you come to die like all these people,” the possessed man said, “You may have changed your hair color to black with magic but that won’t stop me from…..”
Before he could finish Order had stabbed the man in the gut, brought him back, stabbed him in the heart, brought him back, and before the final blow he said, “You messed with the wrong town and the wrong guy,” and crushed his skull with his boot.
My that was amazing how about you work for me, Eternal Eye asked Order.
“Sorry but he can’t because he’s a part of me,” said Catastrophy, “Even though I could do without him I won’t let him team up with you.”
“Yeah and I don’t like the idea of working for anyone except myself,” said Order.
Fine but if you ever change your mind just yell my name, “Eternal Eye” out loud, EE told them.

The Noble Exile- End

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From: muddersmilk | #178
Is it too late to sign up?

It's never too late.

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~Halo You're not the brightest.
http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/907/bandfinisher.jpg

Never too late!

Hmm... slightly OoC, but let's roll with it!

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I've been reading but I only just now realized that people have been writing for their own characters. I missed that whole colaboration discussion in the middle of the sign ups. I'll have to get caught up with who the characters are. Not really sure how this will work with having so many writers but it seems like something where we just sort of roll with it and figure it out as we go along. I can do one for Morgan tomorrow once I've gotten caught up.

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ya right you are case the sunglasses have 3d so i can see right threw their clothes -ertyu
(about wearing sunglasses to stare at boobs without girls noticing)

I meant to write for other people's characters, and if I ever get around to writing another chapter I'll use someone. I would be totally fine with someone getting the plot rolling. though I suppose people are just getting the character intros done.

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MMBN style fighting game made by me in the link below!
http://sandbox.yoyogames.com/games/184947-b8bn

Well... I was thinking of introducing norenxaq VS the original dragon EE, and then write something in London with Raka's character, and the electromaster from Reid's dimension after he disappeared.

Oh, and Doctor Who cameo/mention: Yes or No?

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My Little Phineas and Ferb: Summer is Magic!

I'm fine either way.

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Oh, I am one yet many.

Uuuuuggggghhhhh writing for a Buddhist/Philosophical guy. Oh well. Ugly wall of text incoming, but this time with user made characters. Also, I'm shortening Norenxaq as Nor at times. Focus on the chapter is on the dragons, and some foreshadowing on the EEs.

Act 8

The guardian of the East, the Figurehead Terror from the West, and the play preparations

2011, somewhere over the Pacific Ocean

Norenxaq looked out the window. It always amazed him, what humans could achieve. Such as the plane he is currently in, a giant metal bird flying traveling miles and miles to reach it's destination safely. Nor could have flown from America to London on his own power, but he needed to preserve his powers until it's needed. He looked back at the flier in his hand, the words Eternal Eye can be seen.

Just a few weeks ago, during one of his divination of the stars, Nor saw an unprecedented ill omen... and the return of an old foe that Nor though he had vanquished a long time ago. Instinctively, Nor checked the mystical pocket dimension where he kept the weapon he obtained from that battle safe. Still there. Better safe than sorry. Especially since the Miasma he can barely sense about 40 years ago. It was as if... there were two different realities, trying to replace each other. If he is the cause of that... then that means the true form of his enemy might be there. Nor's body shook involuntarily, as he remembered his first encounter.

Turning away from the window, Nor cleared his mind and meditated. His thoughts traveled back to his early days traversing this world...

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300 BC, approximately

Norenxaq breathed deeply. The steppes were different from the land of his birth, and he simply had to experience it with all of his senses. Well, all his human senses. It wouldn't do to scare the natives of these strange lands in his dragon form. Again. But Nor is one to learn from his mistakes, and Nor is eager to learn. Wait, did that meant he'd like to make mistakes? Pondering this, Nor continued on.

As he continues on, however, Nor began to smell things... burnt flesh... the stink of the dead... Nor hurried on. He saw the remains of a village over the horizon. Turning into his dragon form, Nor reached the village quickly. He cringed at the sight. Houses demolished, scorchmarks all over the grounds, and charred corpses everywhere. He started to circle around to check for survivors when he heard a scream. No, more of an angry scream. The source came from what he thought was a charred corpse. He flew away, and transformed into a human once more. Returning once again in his more appreciable form, Nor went straight towards the person to see if he could help.

"Take it easy, stay calm, you're with a friend now.". Not that Nor expected the person to understand his language, but he had to soothe the poor man. He suffered grievous burns, it's a miracle he even lasted this long. As his master's teaching implied, do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Nor then cast a spell to ease his pains. Sadly, it was all he could to for him, he could not do anything more, and Nor silently cursed his weakness at healing magic. The man no longer convulsed every so often, and he opened what was left of his mouth...

"Vechnykh glaz" and with that, the person slowly raised his hand and pointed to a direction. Roughly North, Nor guessed. The man passed away soon after, and Nor spent some time to properly take care of the bodies. After that, Nor set off towards the direction the man pointed. Nor can see tracks of... something, on his way. But the tracks disappeared after making a single set, and was replaced by a human's trail. Deciding that he needed speed more than stealth, Nor shifted into dragon form once again, and went off on his way.

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Along the way, some travelers pointed, gaped, and shouted at their amazement at seeing Nor's form, but right now, he had a threat to stop. He could only give them passing glances as he sped off, a group merchant caravans and guards swarming around it at his sight, a group of hunters who dropped their weapons, a person garbed full-body clothing... wait, wha-

Something slammed into him with unbelievable force, and Nor crashed down into the ground. Looking up, Nor saw a sight that left him breathless. It was... a dragon? No, it's not a dragon like his kind. This dragon had wings, and the middle of the body was large. Most importantly, he saw nothing but malice from his eyes. This must be one of the feral dragons from the west he's heard so much about. Then that means he probably destroyed the village as well...

Before Norenxaq could try to contact it, the other dragon spoke first in ancient draconic. Crudely, at that. "Same? I. Eternal Eye. All. Mine. Rule. All. Mine. MINE!", and right after that he breathed fire. Nor returned in kind, wanting to test his powers against this other dragon, but his flames are pushing Nor's back. Abandoning the losing battle, Nor take off to the skies once more, and immediately used his weather powers. The western dragon easily kept up with him, and Nor narrowly dodge it's fireball attacks. Shortly, however, the weather powers began to take into effect, and a storm begins suddenly. Lightning bolts began to strike towards the dragon, and the fierce rain is reducing the powers of his breath and his ability to fly. Just as Nor thought this was going to be easy, he felt magic coming from the other dragon. Not wanting to see what else he could do, Nor immediately dashes towards him to prevent the casting, and they began to wrestle in mid-air. Claws, jaws, and tails were used in this close combat, and both dragons began to show wounds, despite both having thick scales. Still, Nor's early weather alteration proved to be the decisive factor, as lightning bolt after lightning bolt continued to strike at the western dragon, until...

"KILL! YOU! KILL!" With a final cry, Nor bit off the western dragon's neck, and both parts spiraled downwards, heading towards the forest below, when suddenly it's form vanished. Not only that, but Nor could no longer feel the dragon's magical power any longer. Even a dead dragon still retained trace magical powers. Odd. Had this beast been mindless, Nor would have just continued on his way west, but this dragon was sentient, and it chose to impose it's childish whims over humans, so Nor decided to see if the beast was still alive.

Nearing the forest tops, Nor couldn't see any sign of the dragon he just fought. Strange. Are Western dragons shapeshifters too? From what Nor has heard, that's not very likely, all of their magical powers and effects are focused entirely on offensive spells. Nor thanked his ancestors that he was able to prevent the dragon from finishing it's spell, who knows how powerful it could've been. As Nor flew over some trees, he suddenly felt a sharp pain somewhere along his chest, and he began to drop down. After a crashlanding, Nor saw a slash wound along the bottom part of his body. He immediately shifted into human form again, natives here don't revere dragons like in Nor's homeland, and he doesn't blame them, after seeing what one of the dragons could do. Then suddenly, a person decked in full body clothing appeared from the tree tops, and dropped down. The person was the same one he saw earlier.

"KYAHAHAHA!!! Sword, Garm! Kill us! KYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" and with that, the person drew out the sword. At least, Nor was sure it was a sword. Strange, but it seems to be hard to see. If what this person is saying is true, then that must be a dragonslayer sword... then is this person a dragon slayer? But it's speech pattern...

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New Contest, New Guru Challenge!

"Who...are... you?" Nor said in a soft voice. Slowly, Nor stood up, his body still in pain. The sword must be causing it, for such a light wound to affect him to this degree. Stealthily, he prepared the spell he used to soothe the villager's pain. The storm continues, nearly drowning out the next words.

"I? ETERNAL EYE! I Rule all! All are toys! Toys break. More toys! MY TOYS! YOU! YOU KILL ME!", with that incoherent sentence, this person... a woman, from the voice, leapt towards Nor. This time, however, Nor was prepared, and he called forth his trusty Staff and used it to deflect the sword. Screaming in frustration, this Eternal Eye woman began attacking me again. As a martial arts practitioner, Nor could tell how skilled an opponent is, but... this woman seems to be a complete novice. Unusually, though, it seems like the woman knows parts of Nor's movements that are open to her attacks, and she took advantage of it. Poorly, however, as a master swordsman would have killed Nor using the openings. Despite this Nor, finally had the upper hand, knocked the sword off of her hand with a masterful swing.

"Now", Nor then dropped his battle stance, and eyed his opponent warily as he continues, "I will not continue this fight, not if there is a chance of a peaceful resolution. I have to ask-" Nor didn't have a chance to finish his sentence, as the woman suddenly flew into a rage and went after the sword once again. Not taking anymore chances, Nor immediately dealt a stronger blow at the woman, and she was blown away before dropping, no longer moving. Odd, was that woman truly a beginner? Nor went to check on the woman, and found out that she was indeed dead. Nor was saddened by this, but truthfully, he was more perplexed at how such a weak woman was able keep up with him for a bit, was even the same dragon, and even more so at the sword at her possession. The sword!

Nor hastily went back and searched for the sword. Thankfully, it was still there, even though he had difficulty finding it. Even as Nor touched it, it felt... off. Like it wasn't really there. Nor supposed that the sword was made to be disguised from a dragon's detection, on top of it's ability to deal massive damage to Nor's kind. He can still feel the sting from his wound, even after the spell he used to negate the pain. He shuddered to think what would happen if the sword struck his weak scale, or if it dealt more than one wound. Nor examined the sword- Gram, was it called?- and then he felt it.

Nor immediately turned back to his dragon form, uprooting trees near him, but the presence was gone. Nor's body shivered and sweated, as he felt abject terror nearby for just a brief second. He turned around to see where it was from, and Nor saw it was from the same direction where the body is. Or was. Whatever that woman/dragon thing is, they're no longer there. Body still trembling, Nor calmed down and meditated slowly.

"Calm down, it's gone, whatever it was, it's gone. Just breath, and concentrate." Then Nor felt a sharp pain near his chest, and he realized that the sword wound was hurting again. The soothe pain spell must have worn off. Since Nor can't heal himself, he'll have to find help. Fast. After using a divination spell to determine the nearest healer, Nor set off to look for help, hurting and carrying the sword along the way.

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"Don't eat the puppies"

Brought out of his recollection of past events by that odd sentence, Nor turned to the source of the voice. His companion on this trip, XIII_rocks, is apparently sleeptalking. What odd dream is he having, and what past event caused his imagination to create it?

"It's better with Microchip sauce"

Some questions are better off unanswered.

CONTINUED NEXT POST

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New Contest, New Guru Challenge!

Hiring him was probably not the.... wisest... of moves... but if the man is as good as the story tells, he'll be worth parting with one of the treasures Nor has collected over the ages. Still, Nor questions the man's sanity at times. He's still not sure what this mercenary wants with an original edition of a book.

Other than this insane marksman, Nor also tried to contact an organization with a woman named Morgan who, if his divination spell is correct, possesses a remarkable ability that could be useful, but the time is fast approaching. He can only hope that his request reaches Morgan before it's too late.

Nor chuckled... what would his old master say if he knows the company that Nor keeps today? Reprimand him, probably, and not just for hiring mercenaries, but also for turning to a different teaching. Still, Nor has made up his mind, and this is the path he chose. He can return to his peaceful days of contemplating the path humanity is taking from the sidelines once this threat has been taken care of.

Nor's thoughts turns to his enemy once again. He's convinced that what he felt back then was a creature that is not bound by the chains of Karma. What was it then?

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Somewhere in the middle of the sea

A scene of serene calm, with nothing but the endless blue ocean. Then suddenly, a ship appears over the horizon. Then another one, and another, until a whole fleet comes into view, blocking the horizon as far as the eye can see. All of the ships have various flags flying on them, but each and every one has one flag in common: the drawing of an eye. The view zooms in towards the lead ship.

"Captain, our navigators believe that we are one week away from arriving at our target"

Inside the captain's cabin, two figures can be seen. Well, one of them clearly at least. One figure currently has his back turned from the other one. The smaller figure finished his report, and awaited the larger one's reply.

"Exactly as planned. And what of the other Sea Lords?"

"8 of the 13 are currently in the joint fleet, with the other 5 enroute."

Even as he finished saying it, the smaller man wiped away the beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. The larger man noticed it, even when he wasn't looking.

"You seem nervous, what worries you?"

"Oh, well, no, it's just that... I've heard rumors about the target of our fleet. The crew has been saying- not all of them, captain- that a god is keeping constant watch over this particular town. And, well, the reputation of this city's guards precedes it, and they say it's proof that the god will appear in the flesh should the city have need of him."

With that, the captain laughed at his subordinate's worries.

"We've ransacked plenty of Godfearing towns, and they've turned into a new religion, so to speak. The ones that we left alive, at least. None of their gods came to help them. As for the guards, what possible power in this world can stand against the might of the 13 strongest pirates in the world? Hell, even IF this god of theirs shows up, it won't matter."

The pirate captain looked back to the largest ship in their fleet through his window, a ship easily 50 times as large as the other ships.

"After all, we have a god of our own."


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Reid's military base

Chaos. That's the only thing that can describe the scene, Walker thought. Shortly after Project War Mind said he fixed the particle accelerator, he suddenly vanished. Soldiers and scientists are scattering around like headless chicken. Dammit, what the hell just happened?

"I want someone who can explain what the hell happened just then, NOW!"

A scientist hurriedly came up to him, but his face betrayed his desire to be anywhere else but here.

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New Contest, New Guru Challenge!

"S-sir! We-uh- we believe that the Subject has successfully perfected the particle accelerator, and, um, he accidentally activated it when he touched the button, and uh, he is now currently in another dimension. At best, and even then. At worst, he and accelerator were destroyed instantly."

"ARE YOU TELLING ME", the scientist recoiled at the captain's suddenly approaching face. "THAT NOT ONLY HAVE WE LOST AN IRREPLACEABLE EQUIPMENT, BUT WE MAY HAVE ALSO LOST SUBJECT WAR MIND?"

"W-well, like I've s-said, it's just the worst case scenario, an-"

"CAPTAIN! AN URGENT REPORT SIR!"

Whatever the scientist had to say was interrupted when a soldier suddenly burst into the room.

"SIR! An urgent report from the men sent to capture The Fireflies... they... there's reports coming in from all our soldiers that they've started to become organized, as if they're following orders!"

"WHAT? Impossible. It was just eight hours ago that the incident happened! Of all the worst things that could- which country is in control over them?"

"That's just it sir, it isn't any one country, it's one of the Fireflies themselves. In fact, if what the soldiers' are saying is true, the one in charge is... is.."

"IS WHAT? SPIT IT OUT, SOLDIER!"

"A l-little girl, sir!"

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Dark Lightning dropped to his knees. Who was this girl?

This costumed girl appeared out of nowhere, and spouted some nonsense at the top of her voice about not feeling sadness, crying all the time. Oh, and she also kicked his ass with his same powers. Well, not exactly the same powers. I mean, Dark's powers were dark electricity, which automatically made it more awesome by a factor of 14 billion. And he was winning. Until these other party crashers attacked him out of the blue. He counted at least 10 helpers. One of them even drained his powers. Temporarily, he hoped. They're all forcing him down, though.

The girl is getting closer now. Now that he's not distracted, he could see that it's not a costume exactly, but more like a school uniform with other clothing added on top of it to cover the whole body. Including that odd mask of a children's mascot. He never knew of a school with a crudely drawn picture of an eye drawn right on the chest, however. The girl is right in front of him now. The girl slowly lifted Dark Lightning's face, and she opens her mask, and- why does she look so sad?

"Surrender your will and feel only bliss... surrender to the Eternal Eye"

And then a shock... and a feeling that could only be called... contentment.

The girl released her hold on Dark Lightning, and put her mask back on.

"We have to make everyone join. We have to prevent people experience sorrow ever again."

Suddenly, the girl seemed to grow taller. Then when her voice spoke next, a different voice answered.

"I see it... the next person we should go for. She should join next."

With that, the girl returned to her normal size, and turned to leave, her unusual entourage following her. Dark Lightning was among them. And as the scene zooms out, even more people are joining her, some with other captive people with powers. The small girl lifted her hands in a welcoming gesture

"Welcome, friends! Join us, join the Eternal Eye, and know unending happiness!"

END OF ACT 8







Still don't know what to do with Tenma's city and the chick that's rampaging around.

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enjoyed the chapter.

as for shortening my name, not a problem, as people often do that

[This message was deleted at the request of the original poster]

Still don't know what to do with Tenma's city and the chick that's rampaging around.

Morgan is a city dweller so I figured it can be the same city as Tenma/rampage chick. I wrote her intro chapter and referenced that new powerful presences were in the city (Tenma/rampager/whoever else) without Morgan actually encountering them (so it could be the same city or not the same city depending on what people want to do). Will post it later tonight once I put finishing touches on it

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ya right you are case the sunglasses have 3d so i can see right threw their clothes -ertyu
(about wearing sunglasses to stare at boobs without girls noticing)

Yikes, some glaring writing errors. Should've left it until I woke up and checked for mistakes instead of sending it when I was half-asleep. Still, thanks for enjoying it anyway.

Ooh, sounds interesting, looking forward to it.

Anyhoo, some clarifications on the way EE progresses. Each subsequent persona has the ability to assume the powers and abilities of all previous forms, but EE picks targets at a seemingly random order and not bound by linear time, and a future puppet from the same timeline is not necessarily more powerful than another puppet from an earlier time. To kill each persona, all forms must be killed individually, or the persona must be completely convinced not to pursue their desire of absolute control, THEN killing them, or somehow severing EE's control. The 2nd method, unfortunately, still kills the persona and still adds to EE's powers, but at least you don't have to fight his other forms. The 3rd one, if done properly, saves the persona from EE's control, and the form and ability is not added to EE's repertoire. Here's a list of progression:

1st Puppet: The Oracle ==> 2nd Puppet: The Western Dragon Mage ==> ?th Puppet: The Electromaster ==> ?th Puppet: Heir to the Lugovalian Throne ==> ?th Puppet: The enemy in London

Placements not decided yet:
The "god" of the Sea Lords
Dirk Patton
The EE that controlled the mass murderer in the Noble Exile

Currently, not sure if I should go with the badass route or the cheesy route of beating EE once and for all. Maybe a combination of both.

Also, hopefully I didn't step on anyone's plans with that latest chapter >_<

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My Little Phineas and Ferb: Summer is Magic!

Act 9: Abstraction of an Unstable Canvas

I've grown to understand this city as one of constant color. The days are shrouded in a smog of apathy while the nights are lit up with a a glowing lustful haze with flashing wisps of violence... but the colors have changed in recent days. While the dulling of tones should signify a decrease of activity, the drawn out echoing sighs are a new sound to me and are inconsistent with what I see. The shadows flicker in front of me, but I feel no needles in the back of my neck. There are forces present in this city that have only just arrived, but they're beyond what I'm accustomed to. He's not one of them... I would know if he was... but if there is any connection, I will find it...

Morgan Everett was on the prowl in the noisy city tonight, as she was every night. The noise to any other would be a cacophonous din of audio pollution, but to Morgan, it painted a four dimensional encyclopedia of life and death and everything in between. Her senses were scrambled, intertwined and overlapping due to a most unique manifestation of a most peculiar condition.

"I'll be home in twenty minutes!..." Argued a man on a cellphone. "Honey... I told you about this case! I'm lucky I don't have to work all damn night!"

Morgan passed the man without so much as looking up or making eye contact, yet she saw where he had been, and it was not in his office as he had claimed to his wife on the phone. His words were slow and heavy, bubbling with an oil-like smoke. His shame hung as heavily as his words. He genuinely felt bad about his actions... but his face was a cold, unsatisfied grayish-blue.

Morgan continued walking, passing more people of no consequence, her various jumbled senses receiving no information that was relevant to her in the slightest, just normal, mundane human existences. She would be in the bad part of town soon. That was where most of the action was...

She stopped and grinned as she approached the river and one of its many bridges. She sensed a significant increase of both violent and fearful adrenaline in the area, a clear sign that a crime was being committed against a person, and that more than one perpetrator was involved. She also felt a pulse-like sensation, a faint wave travelling not outward from the site, but inward toward it, with a faint inversion flash like a negative of camera film.

"Stop it! Leave us alone!" Screamed a homeless woman as three armed teenagers with what would appear to be gang tattoos circled her and the crying child that clung to her.

"Don't worry!" Jeered one of the teenagers. "We're not gonna hurt you... as long as you give us what we want."

"We're not even interested in the kid," laughed another teen, holding out his baseball bat in the direction of the young girl. "But she can watch if she wants to."

Loud footsteps approached and the teenagers turned to see a young woman storming toward them.

"Hey alight! Someone else decided to join the party!" Exclaimed the leader of the group. He pulled out a handgun and began to raise it, intending only to intimidate the fast-approaching figure.

Morgan swung her arm upward.

There was a soft noise and a small flash of light and before the gang members knew what had happened, their leader was on the ground with a bullet wound in his head.

The teen with the bat looked on in shock, then turned back to the assailant. "YOU F***ING C***! YOU KILLED MY BROTHER!" He stepped forward and swung the bat laterally.

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ya right you are case the sunglasses have 3d so i can see right threw their clothes -ertyu
(about wearing sunglasses to stare at boobs without girls noticing)

Morgan swung her other arm outward, her blade slicing through the wooden bat without losing any velocity, then pistol-whipped the teen, dropping him before he finished his swing.

She aimed the silenced pistol at the final teen. There was a splash in the distance as the head of the baseball bat landed in the river. Morgan stared at the knife-wielding punk, devoid of emotion. "Your buddies here were both murderers. You aren't... I would suggest you get the hell outta here and stay away from that gang, because one of these days, I'm gonna finally get around to wiping them out and you don't want to be there when I do."

Lips quivering and eyes tearing up, the teenager turned and ran.

Morgan turned her attention to the victims. "You, leave," she said coldly to the homeless woman.

"Thank you!" Was all the woman could think to say. She and the child began to walk away briskly.

"Stop!" Commanded Morgan.

The pair turned around, puzzled.

"I said YOU, leave!" Snapped Morgan, pointing her blade at the woman. She then lowered it to point at the child. "You are not going anywhere."

The young girl began to cry.

"I can't just leave her here!" Pleaded the woman, also tearing up.

Morgan raised her pistol impatiently and fired a warning shot right between the homeless woman's feet. "Yes you will... and you won't say anything to the police because you are homeless and mentally unstable and you really have no idea what exactly happened here tonight." She raised the gun.

She woman turned and began to run away, making sounds between cries and screams.

"NO! MOMMY! DON'T LEAVE ME!" Screamed the bawling child. She took off after the woman, but only made it a few steps before a bullet through the Achilles tendon dropped her to the weed-overgrown sidewalk.

"Mommy... bulls***," scoffed Morgan. "You and your kind... always preying on the mentally unstable, the easiest to earn the trust of and control."

The child immediately stopped crying and began to try to scramble away.

Morgan slowly pursed at a taunting pace. "The bottom of the barrel... you get humans of diminished mental capacity to do your bidding because you're too weak to do anything yourself or even possess another's body. Hiding in the guise of a child... disgraceful..."

A greater paranormal being would have argued, but this one was of too low intellect and knew that it was caught. Whoever this human woman is, she saw right through the disguise as if I never had one! HOW? HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE? It thought. Not all were familiar with the predator of predators. This particular lowlife creature had not heard of the one who could see sound and sense what others could not. If it had, it would have known to keep its mouth shut... not that it would've done any good.

Morgan caught up and pressed her foot against the back of her prey, holding it down. "And all it takes to kill you is a severing of the spinal cord..." She gently placed the tip of her blade against the base of the girl's neck, then pressed down with full force.

The hunter then dipped her custom-made machete-kukri blade into the river and swirled it around a bit to wash off the blood, then she left the area to continue her patrol, unconcerned of what she left behind. Two gangbanging brothers dead, one with a gunshot wound to the head, another of a skull fracture and bleeding in the brain. A rival gang would be blamed. As for the body of the being masquerading as a child, it would be gone before anyone would find it. They always were...

Until the next encounter,,,

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ya right you are case the sunglasses have 3d so i can see right threw their clothes -ertyu
(about wearing sunglasses to stare at boobs without girls noticing)

Ooh, efficient.

Who's up next?

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My Little Phineas and Ferb: Summer is Magic!

Hey Caelus, mind if I use Morgan for a chapter?

Note that I won't post this right away, I'll post it after the next chapter.

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MMBN style fighting game made by me in the link below!
http://sandbox.yoyogames.com/games/184947-b8bn

*Bump.*

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Time flies like an arrow.
Fruit flies like banana.

<_<'

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Time flies like an arrow.
Fruit flies like banana.