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omgIisonfiyah Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 10:43 pm
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Commencing Quantum Shift......
An emotionless, almost robotic voice stated. The lab was filled with a bright light, and then fire. Another failure, at this rate, the Professor would never figure out how to break through the boundaries between time, space and alternate realities. At least he might not have if a certain individual did not see the potential the man's work had. It was too easy, find a timeline where the concept had been tested and the theory proven and steal the knowledge, or in this case, the individual who possessed that knowledge. A week would pass and finally the desired outcome was reached. Awards, accolades and loose women abound, but the Professor had a debt to pay. Time was a finite thing for some people, and for others, time was money. So when the so-called "Genius Inventor" shuffled into his lab after a week's absence he found his newest prototype gone and the place trashed, a single note left behind to fill him in.
"I got tired of waiting for the thing, so I just took it and burned the lab down. Maybe next time you don't avoid my calls. Douche."
And the Professor could only stare in shock and horror, his work was destroyed and if he couldn't reproduce his results, he was doomed, in more ways than one. He fell to his knees and cried, but his pleas for help or a solution were not heard by the Thief of Time currently rocketing uncontrollably to his next destination.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 4:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 4:03 am
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"Disturbances in the Multiverse? Surely you must be mistaken in that regard, I've been keeping a perfect balance since Sister put me in charge. No I'm not talking out of my a**, I've been keeping track. Oh of course I'll get around to checking the problem myself you grade A fool, just let me do what I do best, understood?" The red cloaked being sighed and closed the connection, sitting back in his high backed office chair. Just as things were calming down at last, now he had to save existence. Again. Why couldn't these universes keep themselves together and clean for five minutes? Just long enough he actually could have some rest.
With another sigh, the being stood himself up and dusted off. Best to get things moving now before it was too late to check and prevent. Walking over to a wall he took hold of an item, stuffing it in his cloak for the return trip, and proceeded to begin transit to the next system. Doing so was, relatively easy, he just had to get the alignment of the jump correct for his unique portal generator, or he could phase into someone. And that was never pleasant for either of them. After inputting the angle, he drew the requisite cards and began the spell, channeling the magic into the machine to power it up. Shadow and light, combined he could shift apart barriers between reality for a short while, and stepping into the blue light he proceeded onward...
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 8:31 pm
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Meanwhile in a distant universe, #7564 to be exact.. two gods were fighting each other blow for blow... The two warriors fought fiercely, parting the skies themselves and making the planet shake.. The first warrior was an anthropomorphic skunk, but bared traits that strongly resembled that of a Saiyan.. His clothing is mostly black, but still in contrast to his fur, and he sports saiyan boots and gloves. He also wears the matamoran fusion vest, and last but not least, a unique pair of earrings that look like kaioshin potara...
The other warrior, who was both irritated and happy.. Was none other than the God of Destruction, Lord Beerus... His attacks were wild in nature, but calculated and incredibly powerful.. But Scentrus met every attack perfectly, canceling Beerus' attacks out..
Beerus:You've improved quite a BIT over the last six months.. I'm impressed....!
Scentrus:Well I can't take all the credit.. I had you to train with after all...
They both had a smug look on their face as they ended their brawl, shaking hands before descending towards the Lookout on Earth..
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Scentrus Darmoset Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 12:16 am
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It was an oddly cold morning that day, though that hadn't done much to hinder the mood of a man named Mister X. Not that his name really was "X", but he hasn't told anyone his real name since he was only a child. It was three years ago to the day that his research lab that had been tasked with creating X-Universal Automaton Units had gone up in a great ball of fire, and a week since the workers salvaging the burnt remains had found the only functioning X-UAUnit within a protective capsule.
Mister X was very thin, tall, and very old. He could be called a skeleton, if it wasn't for the thin skin stretched over his pale bones. Mister X sat at his desk, with a young man sitting across from him. Not that the young man was really a man, but instead a highly advanced machine that was meant to pass as human.
Mister X was quietly thinking how to begin, when the young man spoke. "I was told that you were sending me on a mission of sorts, aye?" the machine's voice-box was among the few parts not spared from the blast, and so it sounded... burnt, for lack of a better word. "I somehow doubt I would be sent here otherwise, aye."
Mister X was stunned for a second at the sound, but quickly regained his face. "Of course... I, Mister X, would have you perform a daring mission for the sake of the X-Universal Faction and her sister Factions." "As you should know, there are other universes out there... and for each universe, there is someone who would see it destroyed." Mister X paused to catch a breathe. "It is your mission to hunt down and terminate one of these people."
"His name is..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 12:59 am
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Sometimes, It's more fun to play life like a game.
Where Am I? Universe FMA-B32 Who's With Me? No one important that's for sure. OR maybe not important to ME at least. How Do I Feel? Annoyed and frustrated What's On My Mind? Oh joy, the static returns. Stepping out of a shadowy corner, the end destination of his multiverse jump, the man 'Fate', or so he liked to call himself, painfully rubbed his head under the krimson hood. He forgot about that part, he'd spent so much time in the 'Hub' between realities he had forgotten how painful the initial white noise from multiverse jumps was. Of course no one else would hear it, only him, as it was his 'tell' for finding his targets. Groaning he would try stepping out into the light, but was a bit stunned at what he saw. From his limited information this shouldn't be quite as technologically advanced as it seemed. Alchemy wasn't SCIENCE after all, though admittedly it did lead to the creation of certain scientific branches.
Cars, there weren't many but there were cars. He ducked down back into the little alley and tried to think, why was his information wrong? Number I never got anything wrong, that was his thing. The little... well... the little guy was supposed to be a genius for this. So... perhaps Sedhor had been simply, missing in some fairly critical information. Right, that made more sense. Now with that problem dealt with, hopefully, he could find his target and get out before he acclimated to this universe and would need to deal with more white noise on his return trip. Without further delay he grabbed onto the wall of the building he was by, and climbed to the top to get a bird's eye view. Seating himself on the edge, he began to mutter quietly, "The game of cat and mouse begins. Oh what fun, lets hope this time the mouse knows how to play."
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 2:13 am
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Landings were always rough. An inferno crashed into the ground outside the city. At the epicenter was a man clothed in a bright red tunic, black boots, dark red pants with a dark red hood and scarf to match. "Hm, so this is the first stop eh? Better chill til I can get this thing recharged." Fiyah said, smirking, he knew full well which world this was, and the Thief of Time intended to have a little fun while he was here. Quickly moving into the city proper, Fiyah became much like a tourist, wandering around, looking at the sights and shops, unaware and uncaring of anyone or anything lurking in the shadows.
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omgIisonfiyah Vice Captain
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