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-----John and Rose------

Ever since he messed with that glitched window, John had been bouncing around all over the damn place. He never could predict where, or even when he'd appear. Sometimes he just sat there, discorporated into the breeze and watch things unfold as a sapient mass of air. Other times he'd have to blow away the glitches that were popping up all over in the session and have a brief chat with someone before suddenly being teleported out again. But now the boy was teleported before Rose, who stood ready to finally shut Gamzee up once and for all.

"Okay...this looks like kind of a mess. I mean, wow." He said, blinking as he looked over what could very politely be described as a "clusterfeth".

"John? May I inquire as to what you are doing?" She asked as he summoned the breeze to send the breaks and cracks and mistakes in reality away, banishing the glitches in the very fabric of creation for the briefest of times. But then a portal opened up behind the two of them.

"Oh shi-" He managed to state before the portal started with an irresistable sort of suction, one that seemed impossibly selective as it grabbed onto the two of them and only them. Not a single atom of anything that was not them or on their person was even perturbed by the multicoloured bleeding hole in reality.

Before another word could be said, they were drawn away and into the breach, where cold, callous eyes could be felt observing them as they passed along.

-----Samus Aran and the Space Pirates------

Samus casually and effortlessly dodged the clumsy wrist mounted power scythe swing of a space pirate, the hot breath of the Reptillian creature condensing as it met the cool air, the green skinned monster trying to leap at her in a frenzy, avoiding the burning yellow eyed monster by twisting her body around and bringing her elbow down on it's joint to snap off the limb in a single blow before jamming her arm cannon, holding her energy beam in place as she charged up an attack and jammed the weapon into the base of it's hideous Lizardlike skull, firing and watching it's skull bloom into a gory mess as she swept a series of seeker missiles across the rest of them, ripping them apart as she disappeared into a blur, charging through them and slamming into them under the effect of the speedbooster, but as she worked, portals were torn open before her, drawing her in with irresistable force as they sought out the pirates as well, bringing them in wherever possible.


--------Decepticons-------

Prime had destroyed everything, Cybertron, the Decepticons, Megatron himself. His spirit floated in the well of all sparks, bodiless and aimless, resigned to the pit for his crimes with the rest of the decepticons, languishing eternally in the afterlife. But then, something beyond even the power of Primus called to his spirit. Desperate for any chance to escape his eternal damnation, he and his decepticons gladly latched onto this offer, finding their bodies reformed in the maelstrom of power, rebuilt, remade, recreated as they were deposited into a new world, a new city.

-----General Grievous------

Standing amid the ruins of yet another world, the Kaleesh General warily stared down the charred wreck of a planet he had left behind. It was a victory yes, but it felt almost like cheating to resort to such thorough orbital bombardment for the sake of expediency when the ground battle was something of a forgone conclusion. He supposed he could add another mark to his growing tally of conquered worlds, but it was really something of a backwater. He wasn't even particularly sure what Sidious wanted from it.

He turned to give orders to the droids that slavishly followed him, but with a great tearing noise, the gaping maw of reality being pulled apart presented itself to him, a swirling maelstrom of power looking him dead on as it started to draw him in. Not just him though, everything, much of his forces were being pulled towards the portal, and no matter how hard he dug himself in, he couldn't resist the suction. Even if the portal had to literally tear him and the ground he was standing on from the world to draw him in, it would claim it's prize.

As he was brought into this whirlwind cacaphony of colors and shapes with forms he did not understand or comprehend dashing past his eyes, he thought he saw something at least vaguely comprehendible for the briefest of moments, but then it was over, his journey completed.

------Senator Armstrong-------

Facing down the super powered Senator was Raiden, the slippery little bastard who had proven so difficult to deal with, but he thought that if he could teach him a lesson, he may start to make him see things from his way. Go "easy" on him, knock him senseless, but don't kill him. Noticing that Raiden had already drawn his sword into a defensive posture, he immediately put his football career into use and charged him faster than he could react. Unfortunately, a portal opened right behind him and vomited him out somewhere entirely different, the shapes of Desperado Enforcement soldiers flashing by him could be seen as they were dragged through "conduits" in this cosmic netherplane.

------Allied nations------

So many wars across so many dimensions, so many battles fought across different time streams with all sorts of fantastical technologies and incarnations of great figures. But they all shared something in common right now, yawning doors through reality opening above them and irresistably dragging them in to a fate unknown, sweeping up tanks, ships, soldiers, aircraft, buildings, scientists, anything that could be seen was brought in, into a conflict even stranger than the ones they were already taken part in.

-----Prophet, America and the Ceph----

From one wartorn world to another, the portals dragged many of the factions of this earth, discretely swallowing them as they did constant battle. Many of them, caught in the whirlwind of war, didn't even notice as they were transported. But one man knew. One man bonded to an armor system like no other. One man who had been fighting for so long on so many fronts. One man, they called prophet.

------Guardsmen and Tyranids-----

The Imperial fleet and hive fleets were diverted from their courses by the portals, tearing their way open even in the warp to drag the new combatants into the never ending font of violence. With a bleary shake of his head, the Admirals in command of the imperial navy noticed the number of aggressors, several fleets were orbiting the planet, all busily engaging each other in a multifaceted duel, and what's worse was that a tyranid fleet was also here, although it seemed confused...disoriented just as the servants of the Emperor were.

Wasting no time, the Guard and the Tyranids were deployed onto the planet to join the myriad factions already locked in bitter warfare with one another, the Imperial Guard quickly finding that the planet's primary population surprisingly, seemed human.


-----The Scrin-------

The gates were unforseen, but welcome by the harvesters. Entering them willingly, they rode out through the stars before a wave of meteors that heralded their push through the portals, exiting above a new world, yet one that was familiar, for it was another incarnation of one already well known to them, Earth.

Their scans showed that this earth had multiple portals already above it, some matching the signatures of the portals they were going through, and a few actually being something completely different. Coming from some sort of cosmic cubes. Data analysis showed that this wasn't exactly matching the standard description of what those energies should coincide with. This earth seemed different from even the element of human culture it was lifted from.

No matter.

-----Earth-----

In this incarnation, Loki had multiple Tesseracts bringing forth his Chitauri army from multiple portals. A feral grin came from the Asgardian as his armies ravaged many a metropolis, with the greatest efforts to stop his advance being made here in New York where his brother and his "avengers" were working to contain the damage spread by his minions. However, a series of shapes could be seen in the air, like satellites, only much larger, with what looked like explosions blossoming between them.

Then came a series of streaking stars that ran down the atmosphere and smashed into the ground, blossoming into green explosions that showered the areas they hit with green crystal, followed by another wave of impactors bringing a new set of aliens into the fray, one that seemed hostile to both humanity and the Chitauri. But to complicate matters further, other forces emerged from different portals, Robots, Cyborgs, and yet more humans wielding strange weapons.

-----General Grievous------

Already his fleet was engaged with some unknown form of alien nation, his ground forces were emerging to find more of these aliens and armies he'd never seen or heard of, and he himself was standing in a city that was clearly already in the midst of it's own prior war. And worst of all, some gray skinned aliens had the *audacity* to point their guns at him. Very well then, he thought as he grabbed his lightsabers and clicked them on. He would test the mettle of this new foe personally.

------John and Rose------

Being unceremoniously dumped out of their portal, the two teenagers picked themselves off the ground, with John blowing some wind over them to get the dust off of them as they tried to ascertain where they were.

"...What the hell happened?" He asked as he readjusted his glasses, a strange alien craft zooming over head, some sort of flying chariot glider whose occupants shot blue bolts at a pursuing very vaguely saucer shaped and more organic looking craft that retaliated with it's own set of energy bolts.

"As far as I am able to discern we seem to be in another reality, I sense none of the machinations of the game." She said, frowning as a set of battle droids emerged.

"Drop your weapons and surrender! This planet now belongs to the Separatists!" They said, pointing their carbines threateningly.

------Armstrong------

"Well, this is new." The Senator said as he dusted himself off with a few sweeps of his hand.

"New york. Heh, bunch of bleeding hearts." He snorted as he adjusted his glasses and thought of ways to take advantage of this new situation before a series of aliens, quadrepedal creatures with bulbous central bodies roughly the size of a car, teleported before him with the reverberating thunderclap of displaced air.

"Now what have we here." He grinned.

Atropos glided swiftly through the dead woods that surrounded the Dire Ancient, his inky essence trailed through the darkness of the forest. Little light reached him, his fingers curled into a tight grip as he advanced towards the source of energy. While the others battled with crude weapons and magics he sought out the source of the pulsing power within the forests depths. Atropos advanced into the clearing, his head dropped as he sought his prize. After seconds of searching the Elemental came upon it. It like a great tare in the hide of a beasts flesh, light seeping from it as it pulsed and shuddered. Bane's blacked form peered into it, his jagged fingers reaching down to touch the surface of the anomaly. A jolt of power surged through him, his power sapped as he was dragged towards it. Entangled and powerless Bane screeched and hissed as he was torn from one plane and into another. He waned as his form was obliterated in one realm, and recreated in another. “Who will bring the gods nightmares now!?” He screamed.

Atropos croaked and moaned as he awoke among the rubble of New York, clawing his way from the crater he had been dropped into. Dusting himself off he scanned his new environment, searching for traces of the cursed anomaly. Bane felt something, a different pulse and wave that waned through this new reality. He watched as hundreds toiled in fear and ran from alien invaders, he felt the power of their fear resonate through every inch of his form. He felt the purity of this new place. “The gods can have their sleep” he thought as he advanced into this new nightmare, ready to feed and bring new terror to it's inhabitents.

His fingers dug into the ground as Authrix pushed himself up. He had emerged from what he assumed to be the Warp somewhere... different. Distant. Shaking off the sudden jarring transition, he stood, evaluating the situation. It would seem a war raged around him, yet away from him - for the first time in a long time, Authrix was able to look at a war from the outside. Small skyscrapers and buildings, far taller than the Astartes, but nowhere near the great fortifications he was used to, burned and crumbled as xenos and androids fought for control. The streets were cracked and torn by las blasts and high explosive. He reached out with his mind, finding a mix of fear and hatred running through the nearby lifeforms, tinged with the sharp tang of adrenalin and panic.
Just like any other war.

Drawing his pistol and sword, the Librarian marched towards the war, intent on finding his place and the nearest representatives of the Imperium of Man.

Raiden was startled by the sudden disappearance of the deranged senator. He was about to slice the mad man in two when he simply disappeared into thin air. Raiden carefully put away his sword and brought up his codec.

"Doktor, Senator Armstrong has just disappeared."
"I can see that Ja, he showed signs of being enhanced, but from what we can see he is gone off the face of the earth. What an interesting phenomenon."
"What do you mean?" Raiden inquired.
"Well it's quite simply really." The doctor began, Raiden never heard the rest of the old man's words, seconds later a new portal swung open beneath his feet and he was sucked into oblivion. Even his enhanced eyesight couldn't make out what was going on.

He landed with a hard thunk on top of a roof somewhere. All around him was chaos and mayhem as some kind of alien vessel raged around the place. Raiden got his bearings and soon realised exactly where he was, Federal Hall. He was standing in exactly the same place where he had fought his godfather, Solidus Snake. Raiden tried to raise his codex, but all the channels were dead. For whatever reason this New York was not the one he knew. Leaping from the rooftop, Raiden began a search to find out exactly what just happened.

Savior and the Order of Tranquility
Out came Savior and her order of their portal, marching down the streets of New york. The Xenos and Androids, fired at them, but the Tiste Longa just fired back with their weapons, which ranged from Railguns to Hard light weapons,killing with grace. They marched and marched, taking cover when a rounds screamed into them, killing some.

"Tiste Hora" Savior said, Firing her pistol at the Tiste Hora squad firing at them from a building.

Soon all over the city, Tiste Long and Hora where fighting eachother, bringing the war in heaven to the realm of Mortalkind.

Tanks, that looked to be based off the Predator from WH40k, expect armed with a Railgun, fought each other, as APC's brought troops to the fight, either against Hora or Mortals.

Bane flung blasts of energy in all directions as he moved through the streets, his tally having reached an impressive height as more and more of the brutes came upon him. Their weapons sparked off his dread form, with Atropos quickly returning fire to heal his wounds. He danced and laughed among the ruins, trailing black ichor through the streets as he advanced further into the chaos. More aliens had joined the fray, and thus Bane's tally. He skirted off the sides of the main conflict, careful not to go to deep into the fray until it offered a safe victim. He jutted forward, gripping one of the commanders of the groups and rending them apart with his fiends grip. Atropos laughed as his meal was left a broken, drained husk in seconds. He found new prey quickly. Clad in golden armour, a female captain of one of the xenos sides ordered her forces on against her foes. Bane smirked as he advanced forth towards her.....

liquidjoshi wrote:His fingers dug into the ground as Authrix pushed himself up. He had emerged from what he assumed to be the Warp somewhere... different. Distant. Shaking off the sudden jarring transition, he stood, evaluating the situation. It would seem a war raged around him, yet away from him - for the first time in a long time, Authrix was able to look at a war from the outside. Small skyscrapers and buildings, far taller than the Astartes, but nowhere near the great fortifications he was used to, burned and crumbled as xenos and androids fought for control. The streets were cracked and torn by las blasts and high explosive. He reached out with his mind, finding a mix of fear and hatred running through the nearby lifeforms, tinged with the sharp tang of adrenalin and panic.
Just like any other war.

Drawing his pistol and sword, the Librarian marched towards the war, intent on finding his place and the nearest representatives of the Imperium of Man.

A group of guardsmen, having been dropped off their transport, were trying to make sense of their newest deployment zone that their admiral had rushed them into, almost immediately coming fire from the Grey Skinned Xenos and their blue laser blasts. Given their dialect of gothic, and how quickly they had to shed their great coats to deal with the weather, they were almost certainly valhallan.

"+We have made ground contact but the enemy is crawling everywhere! There are kinds of Xenos that I have never seen in any primer, we need reinforcements on our position ASAP!+" He said as many of the growling Chitauri were downed by lasgun shots. Well, at the very least their lasweaponry worked.

But the captain turned to see the approaching space marine, making his jaw drop. "Emperor be praised, a Space Marine!" He said as fire from the saucer shaped Scrin storm riders forced them to duck down while someone brought out a flakk missile to bear on the craft, firing away only to impact some sort of energy barrier.

"The only thing we know is that there are humans here, there's some Tyranids, and a bunch of bloody aliens no one's ever heard of. Auspex reading says there's some kind of radioactive contaminant on the planet that's spreading, and by the throne I haven't the damndest idea what to do!" The guardsmen said somewhat frantically as a large, tripedal walker stalked it's way through the streets, the fifteen meter tall warmech scattering the native policemen with sweeps from it's laser beams mounted on flexible stalks while swarms of tiny, silvery creatures buzzed around it's legs, a shield glowing as tank shells from the native humans slammed into it.

However, it seemed that an explosive charge or otherwise great deal of force against the tripod's legs would knock the thing down and out for the count.

"Who's got the flamers? We've got swarmers!" The Captain shouted as some of the valhallans brought out their specialist weapons.

welshhoppo wrote:Raiden was startled by the sudden disappearance of the deranged senator. He was about to slice the mad man in two when he simply disappeared into thin air. Raiden carefully put away his sword and brought up his codec.

"Doktor, Senator Armstrong has just disappeared."
"I can see that Ja, he showed signs of being enhanced, but from what we can see he is gone off the face of the earth. What an interesting phenomenon."
"What do you mean?" Raiden inquired.
"Well it's quite simply really." The doctor began, Raiden never heard the rest of the old man's words, seconds later a new portal swung open beneath his feet and he was sucked into oblivion. Even his enhanced eyesight couldn't make out what was going on.

He landed with a hard thunk on top of a roof somewhere. All around him was chaos and mayhem as some kind of alien vessel raged around the place. Raiden got his bearings and soon realised exactly where he was, Federal Hall. He was standing in exactly the same place where he had fought his godfather, Solidus Snake. Raiden tried to raise his codex, but all the channels were dead. For whatever reason this New York was not the one he knew. Leaping from the rooftop, Raiden began a search to find out exactly what just happened.

Needless to say, with several factions of armed forces dumped into the fray with no real idea of what was happening, New York City was in utter chaos. However, some observation revealed that there were elements of Desperado and World marshall amid the madness, with one such example being a group of Gekkos busily fighting some of the aliens spawned from organic drop pods that rained down from on high, sending the dog sized creatures flying with machine gun fire and powerful kicks.

Another odd sight was someone else clearly armored with some form of Carbon nanotube structure, albeit different from his own, using some form of weapon similar to, but more advanced than the small arms that many of the human groups were using, firing out slugs from an underslung gauss attatchment to his weapon while spraying some of the Grey skinned aliens with hypersonic flechettes, moving from cover to cover with superhuman, but certainly not cyborg ninja level grace and power, not afraid to crack the skulls of some of the aliens.

Elsewhere, a silver-white armored figure, seemingly female given the shape of her armor, was being engaged by a large number of aliens who seemed to be masses of gelatin contained in CNT musculature suits, trading blows with the aliens who sent freeze rays, solidified chunks of the air propelled at great speeds after being frozen solid, and plasma her way as she retaliated with a barrage of missiles.

But most worrisome was that one mother of a large portal opened to reveal a stupendously large monster, perhaps smaller than the Metal Gear EXCELSUS, but the black skinned and bone armored monster strode through the city like a colossus as it let loose a defiant roar to the city at large, almost immediately attracting heavy weapons fire from low hanging space ships that bathed it in powerful plasma discs while smaller interceptors launched from carriers blasted it with kinetic beam strikes while orange beams from it's eyes were sent out to retaliate.

This was New York City.

This was a clusterfeth.

Raiden's new suit had one major weakness, its need for energy. Raiden was already superhuman, but in order to fully power up his suit he needed raw energy from cyborgs. He would be able to rip out their spinal column and absorb the energy into himself.

Using his scouting abilities, Raiden could see several factions gunning it out in localised fighting, but it was all a shambles. He could see at least three sides to the conflict, but even that was in doubt. There were at least two kinds of 'alien' one of them was descending from the sky in balls of flesh, the other seemed more mechanically minded. They were covered in glowing blue tubing, Raiden suspected that it was some kind of energy source, it may come in useful.

Before he could think upon his decision, one of the fleshy balls descended from the sky with a wet thud. It crashed a few metres away from Raiden, not knowing what to expect inside Raiden pulled out his new sword, a present from Jetstream Sam. The deadly blade glowed red and cracked with lightning as he waited. A pair of massive claws grabbed their way out of the structure and pulled itself to full height.

Unknown to Raiden, this creature was a deadly Carnifex. Smelling the cyborg below him, the massive creature growled at it attempted to rip the being to shreds beneath his massive claws. But Raiden was exceptionally quick and darted away from the monstrous creature.

This walking tank brought down his massive clawed fist at Raiden who gracefully blocked the beast with his blade. The creatures skin was hard enough to give his newly acquired weapon trouble, but slowly the blade bit into the skin. Seeing his chance, Raiden judo flipped the creature high into the air and launched the Carnifex screaming over the side of the building. Raiden smirked as he heard the crack of its landing and risked a peek over the edge. Amazingly the creature was not dead, but it had appeared to break its leg in the fall. The wounded Carnifex whimpered as it dragged it's body away.

Raiden noticed some familiar colours, Desperado cyborgs were fighting some kind of alien vessel. If there was Desperado then maybe Armstrong was here too, Raiden knew that he couldn't let the brute get away with what he had done, so he set about trying to track the rouge senator down.

Prophet was not having a good day. The Nanosuit wearing soldier gunned down what had to be dozens of these aliens, which his hacking into the Network of something called "SHIELD" was calling the "Chitauri" who were lead by something called "Loki" and no, his delving into the relevant data showed absolutely no signs of it being some kind of fancy code name. Apparently he was the bonafide Norse God of Deception.

Aliens he was used to, his battles with the Ceph having long inured him on that particular front of oddness, but Gods? That was something entirely else. Moving forward, modified SCARAB in hand, he dashed throughout the city, gunning down plenty of the Chitauri on his way forward. "Cyborgs from the looks of it, not quite Ceph grade but I can see why the locals are having trouble." he said, finding that he probably wasn't on his earth after poring over the Shield database.

"Seems like something out of a movie." He said to himself as he noticed the Giant monster slugging it out with space ships.

"Several movies."

However, as he moved, he soon noticed someone else in what his suit determined was made out of CNT, but quite possibly, actually certainly more advanced than his suit in every way something could be better.

Something that with a quick scan of his nanovision, told was being approached by a Ceph stalker, which he quickly shot in the face with the gauss attatchment, bringing the creature out of cloak as he dropped before the Blade wielding Cyborg.

"What outfit are you from? Army, Marines?" Prophet asked Raiden.

"Hold the line Guardsmen! Remember your duty: victory or death! Sergeant" Authrix approached the commander of the unit as the flamers set about their work. "What armaments do your men have? I believe an explosive applied to the walker's leg could cripple it." The crack of lasguns firing at targets behind the unit interrupted the Sergeant's response. Authrix pressed him further. "Speak man, time grows short." He drew his pistol and fired, the bolt shell catching a rushing xenos, whipping its torso back before detonating, sending visceral matter across the street.

 Imposter101 wrote:
Bane flung blasts of energy in all directions as he moved through the streets, his tally having reached an impressive height as more and more of the brutes came upon him. Their weapons sparked off his dread form, with Atropos quickly returning fire to heal his wounds. He danced and laughed among the ruins, trailing black ichor through the streets as he advanced further into the chaos. More aliens had joined the fray, and thus Bane's tally. He skirted off the sides of the main conflict, careful not to go to deep into the fray until it offered a safe victim. He jutted forward, gripping one of the commanders of the groups and rending them apart with his fiends grip. Atropos laughed as his meal was left a broken, drained husk in seconds. He found new prey quickly. Clad in golden armour, a female captain of one of the xenos sides ordered her forces on against her foes. Bane smirked as he advanced forth towards her.....

Savior turned towards Bane, sighing.

"Men, heel face turn" She ordered, and a squad of her honor guard faced her, she pointed at Bane.They aimed their weapons at him.Waiting for the order to fire.

"Oh, isn't it bane, the one who gives god's nightmares." She laughed.

"Ah, am I going to have fun" She said. She gave the order to fire, in which her men did.

Cpkeyes2 wrote:
[Savior turned towards Bane, sighing.

"Men, heel face turn" She ordered, and a squad of her honor guard faced her, she pointed at Bane.They aimed their weapons at him.Waiting for the order to fire.

"Oh, isn't it bane, the one who gives god's nightmares." She laughed.

"Ah, am I going to have fun" She said. She gave the order to fire, in which her men did.

Atropos drew back as the rail blasts tore into his inky essence, but surged forth as he spoke the words of incantation. Almost instantly, several of the troopers were suspend in the air, trapped in their nightmares by Bane's vicious hex. The Elemental laughed as he closed his cast another set of hexes, leaving those not entrapped weakened and barely able to move, knock kneed and blood running cold under his sorcery. He moved towards the Saviour, his laughter deep and his power strong;

"All who oppose Atropos oppose fear, which is ultimately a hopeless cause. You shall suffer for your incompetence!"

FOXHOUND was my unit. Raiden thought to himself. Tricked by the Patriots to believe that he was part of Special Forces Unit FOXHOUND. But that had all be a fallacy. FOXHOUND was disbanded by the time he 'joined'. Currently he was unemployed, having handed in his resignation to Maverick PMC.

He was facing down this other man. He wasn't a cyborg, that much was certain, he seemed to have a suit on instead. Being a full cyborg made you faster, stronger and harder to damage. But this suit was definitely advanced enough to put up a threat. Raiden put his blade away once more and stared this man in the eye.


"I am Lightning, the rain transformed." Raiden replied.

"That didn't answer my question." Prophet replied. "Are you an American soldier?"

"I was, but I'm not anymore. I am simply justice." Raiden looked at the other soldier. "You can call me Raiden."

"And you can call me Prophet.

 Imposter101 wrote:

Cpkeyes2 wrote:
[Savior turned towards Bane, sighing.

"Men, heel face turn" She ordered, and a squad of her honor guard faced her, she pointed at Bane.They aimed their weapons at him.Waiting for the order to fire.

"Oh, isn't it bane, the one who gives god's nightmares." She laughed.

"Ah, am I going to have fun" She said. She gave the order to fire, in which her men did.

Atropos drew back as the rail blasts tore into his inky essence, but surged forth as he spoke the words of incantation. Almost instantly, several of the troopers were suspend in the air, trapped in their nightmares by Bane's vicious hex. The Elemental laughed as he closed his cast another set of hexes, leaving those not entrapped weakened and barely able to move, knock kneed and blood running cold under his sorcery. He moved towards the Saviour, his laughter deep and his power strong;

"All who oppose Atropos oppose fear, which is ultimately a hopeless cause. You shall suffer for your incompetence!"

Savior didn't even blink, but laughed. Clapping while doing so.She stopped, wiping a tear out of her eye.

"Oh, your one of those special snowflakes" She said, drawing her sword.

"Good thing I have my Angelic Sword here." She said.She then made movements with her hand.

"Ashro Kasour" She said the Longa words for protection. Granting her temporary protection from Bane's spells.It would buckle under extreme attacks, but it would grant Savior a temporary advantage.

She launched a couple of Light attacks.

welshhoppo wrote:
FOXHOUND was my unit. Raiden thought to himself. Tricked by the Patriots to believe that he was part of Special Forces Unit FOXHOUND. But that had all be a fallacy. FOXHOUND was disbanded by the time he 'joined'. Currently he was unemployed, having handed in his resignation to Maverick PMC.

He was facing down this other man. He wasn't a cyborg, that much was certain, he seemed to have a suit on instead. Being a full cyborg made you faster, stronger and harder to damage. But this suit was definitely advanced enough to put up a threat. Raiden put his blade away once more and stared this man in the eye.


"I am Lightning, the rain transformed." Raiden replied.

"That didn't answer my question." Prophet replied. "Are you an American soldier?"

"I was, but I'm not anymore. I am simply justice." Raiden looked at the other soldier. "You can call me Raiden."

"And you can call me Prophet.

"What SECOND can get off of the situation is bad, but you can probably see that for yourself." He said, gesturing to the ships, leviathans, soldiers, and aliens busily and gleefully slaughtering each other in droves.

He said even as a giant green monster of a man flew overhead to ram a Scrin stormrider out of the air and into the ground, punching it all the way down to it's fateful reunion with the ground below.

"What I can gather is that the source of at least some of this is from someone called Loki. I thought it was a codename, but intel from the locals states that he's supposed to be the real deal. Like, the actual god. He's on the tower that's projecting the beam, but I think if we take him out we can at least stem some of the trouble." Prophet said as his nanovision zoomed in on CELL troopers shooting it out with, if his knowledge of gaming culture from SECOND was correct, were Space Pirates from Metroid.

"Now this is probably going to sound like some kind of crazy revolutionary idea, but I propose we head to that tower, try to meet up with the "superheroes" the local data feed is calling "The Avengers" and anyone else who might help us, and kill ourselves a god." He said, keeping his rifle close as the Hulk jumped out to get onto a Chitauri leviathan.

 liquidjoshi wrote:
"Hold the line Guardsmen! Remember your duty: victory or death! Sergeant" Authrix approached the commander of the unit as the flamers set about their work. "What armaments do your men have? I believe an explosive applied to the walker's leg could cripple it." The crack of lasguns firing at targets behind the unit interrupted the Sergeant's response. Authrix pressed him further. "Speak man, time grows short." He drew his pistol and fired, the bolt shell catching a rushing xenos, whipping its torso back before detonating, sending visceral matter across the street.

"We got two anti-tank men with meltaguns and some bombs. Veterans both. May they serve you well my lord." He said before the sound of onrushing fire came forth to stall the advance of the swarming, silvery buzzers who rushed towards them as the Walker, dismissive of the Infantry, continued to stride forth like a colossus, it's foghorn like calls almost deafening as it's green coloured beams poured out of it's flexible stalks. Curiously, the stalks couldn't bend far enough to allow for more than two of them to fire at any one point. Weapons that were preoccupied with the local's tanks who were running a fighting retreat.

Cpkeyes2 wrote:

 Imposter101 wrote:

Cpkeyes2 wrote:
[Savior turned towards Bane, sighing.

"Men, heel face turn" She ordered, and a squad of her honor guard faced her, she pointed at Bane.They aimed their weapons at him.Waiting for the order to fire.

"Oh, isn't it bane, the one who gives god's nightmares." She laughed.

"Ah, am I going to have fun" She said. She gave the order to fire, in which her men did.

Atropos drew back as the rail blasts tore into his inky essence, but surged forth as he spoke the words of incantation. Almost instantly, several of the troopers were suspend in the air, trapped in their nightmares by Bane's vicious hex. The Elemental laughed as he closed his cast another set of hexes, leaving those not entrapped weakened and barely able to move, knock kneed and blood running cold under his sorcery. He moved towards the Saviour, his laughter deep and his power strong;

"All who oppose Atropos oppose fear, which is ultimately a hopeless cause. You shall suffer for your incompetence!"

Savior didn't even blink, but laughed. Clapping while doing so.She stopped, wiping a tear out of her eye.

"Oh, your one of those special snowflakes" She said, drawing her sword.

"Good thing I have my Angelic Sword here." She said.She then made movements with her hand.

"Ashro Kasour" She said the Longa words for protection. Granting her temporary protection from Bane's spells.It would buckle under extreme attacks, but it would grant Savior a temporary advantage.

She launched a couple of Light attacks.

Bane's response was slow, but he dirfted back and flung a series of inky fire towards the Saviour. He drew upon his arcane knowledge and launched the cascade of magic. His fiends grip. He shattered the magical shield with the power of her nightmares. The attack was non-fatal, but it had rid him of an annoyance. Atropos spat forth another arcane incarnation....

"I see... I'll need those guardsmen Sergeant. I'll get them back in one piece, hold until then." Authrix gestured to the men. "With me soldiers. The Emperor has need of your services yet." Striding forwards, the librarian focused his mind into the quickened state of Veil of Time, extending it to the guardsmen under his command. His prescience guided them through the warzone as though the world moved in slow motion.
"Careful men. Though they may be slowed to us, those bullets will still be deadly to your poorly armoured forms. Stay behind me and I'll tank the hits. As long as I'm closest you will survive. To the walker."

Even as the Dark Angel approached with the Valhallans, the walker levelled its weapons, pulses of sickly green energy causing a tank to erupt somewhere further back. Authrix pointed to the leg and nodded. The air screamed as Melta fire tore through, melting away one of the walker's legs in an instant.

Ra stepped out of the shadows to see a planet in ruin, multiple species many of which he had never seen before. He turned to see the remains of a warp portal blink out of existence. Ra walked forward, taking the shadows with him as he stealthily surveyed the land scape. He watched with witch sight a shining entity of divine light battle battle a large dark smog. Ra looked upon them with his own eyes and he was almost surprised to see a glowing, almost human looking angelic fighting with an elemental of darkness.

Narrowing his eyes, he stepped from the darkness to release a fusillade of psy enhanced shots into the back of the creature of chaos, taking it by surprise. He had mastered his fears long ago, and this creature stood between him and the shining apparition. He sensed power in her, maybe enough to help him get home.

Bane screeched in pain, spinning round to face both the Savior and the new comer. With a wicked grin he spat a wicked hex upon the Phoenix Lord, sapping the ancients vital energy to regain his own. Realising that the situation had turned very much against him, Atropos sucked the life from those had previously entrapped within their nightmares. They spasmed in their dreams, with their life flowing to the Elemental. With renewed vigour, Bane drew up a ward to shield himself from further attack as he began to retreat back into the ruins.

Ra was struck by darkness, clouding his mind with visions on unholy terror. He battled his way through swarms of astral enemies, he was almost over come. Then he saw a bright light at the end of the tunnel, a shining figure dispelling the darkness. Ra focussed on the light and the dark began to recede from his mind. The darkness was retreating, Ra harried it with shurikans but dark magicks protected its hide. Ra turned to the angelic, and spoke directly to her mind to get past any translation issues, He asked the single thing that was on his mind since the he arrived here.

''What the Frakk is going on?!?!?''

 Kain wrote:

welshhoppo wrote:
*Hack, slash ka-boom*

*Feth just got real.*

"The Avengers? Sounds like something out of a comic book." Raiden said. "Sounds like something my son would watch on morning television." Raiden turned his head towards a noise that was getting loader by the second. All off a sudden, a massive alien that looked like a gigantic metal snake was howling through the air. The flying worm was coated in thick amour plating, and it was heading directly for the pair of enhanced soldiers. It didn't seem to be in an impressed mood, and it looked ready to take out it's anger on the groups below.

"I don't think I've ever killed a God before, but lets see if we can take down this Metal Gear first." Raiden smiled and shut his combat visor. "You head for that tower Prophet, I'm going to buy you some time." He said as he jumped high into the air.

Savior sighed, then turned toward Ra.She looked at him with her blue eyes,the sounds of battle between the Longa and Hora was in the background.

"Either Jrova felt like having some fun with mortal kind, or Hrova is attacking, the Hora here makes me lean towards the latter" She said, a Tiste Hora with a sword ran towards her, a swinged at her head, she blocked it, then grabbed the Hora by the throat and slammed him to the ground,then brought her sword down on him.

She began to walk to her honor guard, and said a prayer.They disappeared.

Ra sighed, and thought ''well that was unhelpful'' before a familiar sound split the air. Bolter fire. Emboldened, Ra began to run at full speed towards the sounds of fighting, 'better the fight he knew'' he thought. Maybe, just maybe, he could coerce the imperials into helping him get home, after all, who says you can't teach an old monkey new tricks.

welshhoppo wrote:

 Kain wrote:

welshhoppo wrote:
*Hack, slash ka-boom*

*Feth just got real.*

"The Avengers? Sounds like something out of a comic book." Raiden said. "Sounds like something my son would watch on morning television." Raiden turned his head towards a noise that was getting loader by the second. All off a sudden, a massive alien that looked like a gigantic metal snake was howling through the air. The flying worm was coated in thick amour plating, and it was heading directly for the pair of enhanced soldiers. It didn't seem to be in an impressed mood, and it looked ready to take out it's anger on the groups below.

"I don't think I've ever killed a God before, but lets see if we can take down this Metal Gear first." Raiden smiled and shut his combat visor. "You head for that tower Prophet, I'm going to buy you some time." He said as he jumped high into the air.

The Leviathan sensed easy prey, being called from the Chitauri mothership it bore waves of alien soldiers ready to make this accursed planet submit to Thanos. Letting it's jaw hang open as it let loose a gurgling roar, the Leviathan headed downwards, stabilizing it's flight on it's massive fins as it undulated to bring itself downwards, crashing through car after car while it continued to roar, Chitauri on it's back whooping and hollering as they prepared for the impact. Surely, there couldn't be more creatures with the power of the hulk, or heaven forbid, creatures whose might exceeded his.

Prophet moved through the buildings, hitting a series of Ceph grunts with a lethal spray from the MIKE microwave gun, making their gelatinous structures explode into giblets within their armor as their watery bodies exploded. A spray from his SCARAB then put the Chitauri they were fighting and winning against to rest, ripping through their bodies and sending blue blood spurting out as the flechettes from his rifle tore through their armor.

Routing power into his legs, he jumped up onto a fire escape and quickly dashed up the side to get onto higher ground where he noticed a Scrin stormrider flashing by. Timing his leap perfectly, he jumped onto the shielded Scrin craft as it whipped through the city. Doing his best to keep balance on the attenuated shield bubble, Prophet turned to make a dash and leap onto the side of another building, smashing his hands into it to make handholds into the concrete, which he thanked whatever higher powers were listening for being weaker than they made it back home.

Repeatedly smashing his own hand and foot holds into the concrete, he climbed his way onto a window cleaner's lift and noticed the dead body on it, seemingly infested with some sort of green crystal that was rapidly consuming his body after some shards lodged itself in his abdomen and chest. Taking a sample, his suit analyzed the material before flashing a warning.

"Warning, unknown material is a dynamic proton lattice, substance aggressively assimilates other forms of matter by altering their atomic structure to free up more particles to join lattice. Substance displays multiple useful characteristics for power generation, nanofabrication, weaponization, and bioaugmentation. Isolating assimilated structures...isolation complete...analyzing...Substance displays vulnerability to harmonic frequencies. Recommend acquisition of sample in safe storage for further study." His suit said as he went over likely matches.

There wasn't anything real that matched it's properties, but cross referencing fictional substances found an ideal match, Tiberium.

"Maybe later." He said as he activated the lift, only to be met with a silver and white plated warrior with a green arm cannon, which poring over SECOND's database matched to Samus Aran, who was currently standing in a pile of dead Urtraghian Space Pirates, the ugly Fishlike and Reptillian aliens lying in a broken, bleeding mess,.

"...This day gets stranger and stranger." He said.

"Nice suit." She said with a smile beneath her helmet.

liquidjoshi wrote:"I see... I'll need those guardsmen Sergeant. I'll get them back in one piece, hold until then." Authrix gestured to the men. "With me soldiers. The Emperor has need of your services yet." Striding forwards, the librarian focused his mind into the quickened state of Veil of Time, extending it to the guardsmen under his command. His prescience guided them through the warzone as though the world moved in slow motion.
"Careful men. Though they may be slowed to us, those bullets will still be deadly to your poorly armoured forms. Stay behind me and I'll tank the hits. As long as I'm closest you will survive. To the walker."

Even as the Dark Angel approached with the Valhallans, the walker levelled its weapons, pulses of sickly green energy causing a tank to erupt somewhere further back. Authrix pointed to the leg and nodded. The air screamed as Melta fire tore through, melting away one of the walker's legs in an instant.

Spoiler:

OOC: Leaving the ultimate outcome of this bit to GM decision

The Walker let loose a high pitched screeching wail, seeming to be in actual pain as it's leg was melted through. Dozens of tons of tiberium based biomechanics flailed as they sought to attain a balance that could no longer be reached. The behemoth of a walker stumbled, taking it's last few steps before it began to tip over from overcompensating for it's now missing leg tip. Like a tree that had just been cut down, it leaned over before falling down, crushing many of the Scrin's vile biomechanical tanks as it fell down, a receding Ululating digital note reverberating from it's systems as it began to shut down and rapidly died.

Overhead though, a human sized figure flew by, giving a signal to some man with a hammer to conjure forth lightning from the clouds to strike him, to which his suit, which appeared to be getting increasingly sluggish, seemed to be quite literally recharged by. Giving a nod to the blond haired warrior who spun up his hammer before flying into the distance, the man in the metal suit then fired into some of the Gelatinous aliens contained in powered armor suits made out of what auspex signals deemed to be a heavily manipulated form of Carbon arranged into impossibly tiny tube like structures.

As he cut down the gelatinous aliens by feeding energy into his Microwave radar until they started to burst from literally being boiled alive, he failed to notice one of the "Scrin", the Biomechanical aliens based on some sort of radioactive substance. The twelve foot, spidery creature's single eye then began to glow purple, and the Librarian would immediately have sensed a potent usage of telepathy as it started feeding new thoughts and information into the Iron man's brain. The man, unaware of the dangers of Witchery, was helpless to resist as it took control of his mind in a way Loki's scepter never could.

Now being directed by it's new puppet master, the mind controlled Tony Stark changed it's course to attack the other psyker it sensed in the vicinity, the Librarian, flying at him to get off a repulsor blast from the wrist followed by a punch.

ALEXisAWESOME wrote:Ra sighed, and thought ''well that was unhelpful'' before a familiar sound split the air. Bolter fire. Emboldened, Ra began to run at full speed towards the sounds of fighting, 'better the fight he knew'' he thought. Maybe, just maybe, he could coerce the imperials into helping him get home, after all, who says you can't teach an old monkey new tricks.

Some Valhallan humans were shouting at two individuals who, judging by their short size and facial features, were almost certainly children. From the contents of their gothic speech, the guardsmen were probably yelling at the kids to get out of the way and let them fight as a Leman Russ squadron laid down heavy fire from their heavy bolters, coaxial gun, pintle mounted heavy stubbers, and fearsome battle cannons into a mass of robotic opponents whose own, flimsier tanks seemed to be withdrawing from the Imperial's big guns.

"I'm not certain if you quite understand what we are capable of." The one in the Dayglo orange said, probably female from the tone of her voice and what of her body shape that her robe revealed.

"Unless you two are saints I've never heard of you better clear this space! This is the Emperor's world now, go find solace in our priests and missionaries!" The Guardsmen shouted at them over the sound of another of the Robotic tanks exploding into a fireball.

"But we can help!" The one in blue, probably a boy from his form and voice said back, trying to shoot over the constant storm of lasguns and automatic fire.

"I won't have "let a child needlessly die" be placed on my record!" The Captain shouted as some red bolts came smacking across the streets from bigger, bulkier robots who kept their rapid fire guns mounted on their right wrists.

Ra could practically taste the tang of psykic energy at the edge of his mind, swapping to witch sight, Ra could see he was on a vast plain that saw straight through material objects, with glowing lights representing each and every soul of the xenos city. Ra made a full 360, taking in the information and looking for his next objective. far to the east he saw the glowing figures of the cryptic angelics, the the west a darkness Ra didn't wish to look to long at, and directly in front of him he saw the a human mind that shined brighter then the rest. A primitive psyker, he mind steaming with execution as he bent time around him. Ra saw the flickering mind of an vast alien walker before the lights went out. He was still in witch sight when the massive walker crashed meters in front of him, shaking him from his stupor.

He saw humans, imperial guardsmen lead by one of the imperium's super human soldiers, the astartes. Ra briefly made eye contact with the super human, who was about to make his orders, before he was knocked off his feat and began to brawl with a human in more advanced, yet somehow more primitive, armour as the astartes. they trades blows, but the man in iron wouldn't give the librarian the space to draw his potent weapon. Ra leaped over the startled guardsmen and followed with a roll that brought him right towards the melee.

Ra swung his massive powered scythe skilfully, driving the armoured one back, but he was fast for a human and evaded swings Ra wouldn't of though possible. Each time the scythe connected with his armour a vast amount of sparks flew between them. Ra turned to the Liberian before reciting a platitude he knew spanned both his race and the Humans.

''The enemy of my enemy is my friend, for now. This is not our realm human, you must know this''

 ALEXisAWESOME wrote:
Ra could practically taste the tang of psykic energy at the edge of his mind, swapping to witch sight, Ra could see he was on a vast plain that saw straight through material objects, with glowing lights representing each and every soul of the xenos city. Ra made a full 360, taking in the information and looking for his next objective. far to the east he saw the glowing figures of the cryptic angelics, the the west a darkness Ra didn't wish to look to long at, and directly in front of him he saw the a human mind that shined brighter then the rest. A primitive psyker, he mind steaming with execution as he bent time around him. Ra saw the flickering mind of an vast alien walker before the lights went out. He was still in witch sight when the massive walker crashed meters in front of him, shaking him from his stupor.

He saw humans, imperial guardsmen lead by one of the imperium's super human soldiers, the astartes. Ra briefly made eye contact with the super human, who was about to make his orders, before he was knocked off his feat and began to brawl with a human in more advanced, yet somehow more primitive, armour as the astartes. they trades blows, but the man in iron wouldn't give the librarian the space to draw his potent weapon. Ra leaped over the startled guardsmen and followed with a roll that brought him right towards the melee.

Ra swung his massive powered scythe skilfully, driving the armoured one back, but he was fast for a human and evaded swings Ra wouldn't of though possible. Each time the scythe connected with his armour a vast amount of sparks flew between them. Ra turned to the Liberian before reciting a platitude he knew spanned both his race and the Humans.

''The enemy of my enemy is my friend, for now. This is not our realm human, you must know this''

The Alien controlling Iron Man, Prodigal mastermind 94172, jumped down from it's high perch, impacting the ground with enough force to splinter the concrete as it directed it's new meat puppet to it's side, summoning forth several swarms of buzzers to allow the silvery little insectoids whose bodies were like razor blades in design and significantly sharper to form around it as another set of shielding. It then proceeded to command another set of buzzer swarms to fly around Iron man and provide him additional defense and attack.

It turned it's single, glowing eye to face the Eldar and the Human psyker before it sent forth a telepathic message, it's undersized mandibles chattering as it's mind sought to form a connection with them, speak to them, try to control them and make them one with the Scrin in mind and body.

"We are Scrin. Scrin: Harvesters of the Ichor. This world: to be harvested. Xenomorphic life forms: Assimilated by Ichor, harvested. Resistance: Doomed to failure. Surrender: Demanded." It's message said, not really a searing violation or a cold intrusion, just the implantation of new thoughts, a series of codes and information formed into words and communications in the mind as the Scrin analyzed the two, sensing the presences of two other unique individuals.

"You aren't particularly subtle with your mental manipulations." Said that same girl, obviously in her teens, to the Alien horror as it directed Iron man to take his place by it's side, backing away briefly.

"Arrival: Unanticipated. Request: Reinforcements. Puppets: Additional required." It's broadcast said as it sent out a psychic beacon before directing Iron Man to attack the Space Marine and Eldar as it sought to deal with the Children personally.

"I'll deal with his bugs, you stop his psychic shenanigans." John said as he prepared his multicoloured hammer while Rose twirled her needlewands.

"Your defeat: Inevitable. Defeat by carbon based life: Impossible." It said as it's "head" started to flare with psychic energy.

Ironman said words that didn't seem to come out of his own mind, his enslavement to the horrific alien psyker obvious. "Serve the Overlord, fight for the Overlord. Give in to the Ichor..." He groaned out as he fired his cutting laser at the two, sweeping it across while he prepared a chest fired uni-beam blast, his suit letting out a high pitched whine while it built up the energy needed for the task.

((From here on out, feel free to take control of Iron man while he's being mind controlled))

The Leviathan had moved close to Raiden, its stabilising fins dragging along the floor. The cyborg aliens along it's back cheered in sync, all looking forward to the battle ahead. Raiden had a plan in his head, wait for the Leviathan to take a bite, then head across his back. All of a sudden, he heard a familiar voice from his codec.

"Raiden is that you? It's Doktor."
"Doktor? Where are you? How on earth did you get here?"
"Like I said, it was most peculiar. There seem to be hundreds of portals appearing all over the known universe. In fact, there appear to be portals appearing in fictional universes too."
"Fictional universes? You mean video games?"
"Ja, well if enough people believe it then doesn't it become real?"
"Call you back Doktor." Raiden put away his codec and prepared for battle.

With a massive leap, Raiden leapt up on to the back of the Leviathan. The aliens on board broke free and began to charge him, weapons blaring some kind of plasma. Raiden sliced the first person in half, some kind of plasma energy leaked from the being and Raiden smiled. Energy.

Raiden absorbed the substance and unleashed the Ripper. He began to mercilessly hack apart everyone on the back of the Leviathan with strokes of his sword. Jumping from alien to alien Raiden was an unstoppable machine of death, brutally hacking apart the aliens all the way to the tail. he Leviathan seemed to be unaware of the chaos going on along it's topside. Raiden glanced over to the tower were Prophet was heading before looking back to the creature's head.

Jumping off the creature, Raiden sliced through a power cable on the way down, pulling a length of cable down with it. With a powerful push off his legs, Raiden bolted up the side of the building before jumping back onto the creature. Heading towards the creatures head, cable in tow, Raiden threw his sword into the top of the creature with one end of the cable attached to it. Using the cable as a fixing point, Raiden ran along the belly of the creature, wrapping the cable around in a make shift bridle. Once he was back on top, Raiden used his excessive strength to pull the creature towards the tower. Somehow it responded, and Raiden began to ride the creature towards its destination.

Bane came up from the subway, dusted and beaten from the previous conflict. He shook away the dust and watched as a giant of steel and it's sorcerous master confront more mages. Atropos chose his target and leapt forth upon an inky mass, throwing his arms to his sides and chanting madly as he cast his curse upon Iron Man. Griped in the claws of Atropos, the armoured giant shook and shuddered as the nightmarish visions clawed at his armour. Atropos laughed madly as he watched the repercussions of his assault, before a blast of plasma sent the demon-thing sprawling to the ground as the still shuddering Iron Man rose to face him.

Ra stiffened his mental barriers, he had already been invaded once today! The psykic beast clawed at his minds defences, trying to find entrance way to the mind within. Ra thought about this, then casually let his mental barrier down. The psykic tendrils lanced into his brain, trying to assimilate all the knowledge available, but the creature had not encountered a phoenix lord before. It is never wise to intrude onto such a fragmented soul. Thousands of minds laid within his armour, within himself, and they did not take the intrusion lightly. The joints of Ra's armour leaked soul fire as the invading presence was cast from his mind, it didn't try enter again.

All of that happened in a blink of an eye, and in about the same time the machine man began to speed towards Ra and the Liberian. Ra dodged a plasma burst only thanks to his enhanced eldar reflexes, but was struck by a pulse shot that, while didn't scratch the armour, knocked Ra backwards. The Iron Creature bared down upon them, but then Ra sensed a darkness at the edge of his soul, calling to fears long since conquered. The Darkness had arrived. It lashed out at the Iron creature with hex and curse, shaking the human to his core, his mind would be shredded if it had indeed been his own.

Ra took in his options, hostile creatures surrounded him and he knew not who to ally with, everything was new and strange. Except the Darkness, Ra saw something familiar in the daemons psyche, something dark that needed to be extinguished. So Ra did what anyone would do when surrounded by hostiles when you carry a *very* big gun. He let it rip!