Fandom Tear in the Multiverses (A Crossover Sandbox RP)

Zdzieszowice, Poland

Hopping off his makeshift ride as it continued and collided onto several of the fiends ahead of him, Nero sheathed his sword back and whipped out his firearm. A heavily modified Smith and Wesson Model 500 double -action revolver that looked a little oversized even by magnum revolver standard. As if the recoil of the shots were comparable to that of an ordinary pistol's, Nero fired at three of the creatures, the rounds shot in tandem nailing them on the head for a swift death. Keeping his personal gun away before reaching for his sword, the white-haired swordsman spun to the side as he avoided one of them swiping their claw-like legs at him. Before that assailant could notice, it found its torso getting hit by the blade of it's enemy's weapon, sent into a discount Merry-Go-Round experience as it felt its siblings piling onto its back while the sharp edge of the sword waited eagerly to slice past its body and the other two of its kind stuck behind it from the momentum.

Revving the sword mid-spin, the sword glowed red hot again as it amputated the three beings in half smoothly, marking them to last of the small fries Nero had to take down.

“Looks like that's the last of them.”

Nero spoke as he twirled his sword, sheathing it onto his back as he turned to look at where Ciri and Kazer are on their respective sides. Looks like they were done with their fair share of mooks to take down too, although oddly enough Kazer was nowhere to be found.

“Now where the hell did he run off to...?”

TheElenaFisher

Zdzieszowice, Poland

“Assuming he didn't get spirited off elsewhere.”

A second later he had said that however, Nero and Ciri heard a hard "thump" behind them. Turning around, it would seem they did not need to look for Kazer as the swordsman in question had just personally returned to where they are with Arena now morphed back into its original serpent dragon-like form.

“For a moment I thought you got caught up in the party and had a hangover.”

“I went to scout the area after I was finished. There weren't anymore of them elsewhere so the rest of the civilians are safe from harm.”

Kazer answered, standing up as he looked around the district cautiously as if something was about to pop out nearby in a surprise attack while Nero knelt down to at one of the severed corpses of the monsters nearby.

“Still, didn't think I'd see these lesser demons showing up here. Who's leading them over here anyway?”

“You know about these monsters?”

“Empusa-s.” Nero nodded, “"Worker ant" lesser demons that sucks out whatever human blood they could find and get it packaged.”

Standing up, the white haired swordsman looked at towards the harmless blue sky, remembering a certain incident from his homeworld which nearly sent the entirety of life into ruins.

“Doesn't even look like there's somewhere for them to take those blood to though.”

TheElenaFisher

When Chill Man was left in a Pressured state, Barret would've opened fire had it not been for the other robots going after the girl and her "companion". The giant let off an irritated growl before pointing his Light Machine Gun at the foes and hosing them down before they could do significant damage, which would have left the machines' "leader" enough time to recover...


"Hey! What the hell?!?!" The Midgar resident pointed his gun at the portal, but it was too late. The rift vanished as fast as it had appeared, leaving only a bewildered Barret. Unfortunately, it seemed like he wouldn't be getting his opportunity to clobber the mastermind of Pittsburgh's chaos after all. When Bramil complimented his weapon and thanked both him and John for the help, the giant lifted up his right arm in response, giving everyone a better look at his mounted MG before continuing.

"This bad boy's served me well enough. Besides, I couldn't just sit around when some idiot's invading this place." A little pride could be heard in his tone, though he quickly changed the subject when his eyes- still somewhat hidden by his shades- came across Ellie again.

"But you two should've bailed the second things got nasty. Those tin cans ain't got nothing on me, but they could've easily went after the two of you." He paused for a second before realizing he might have sounded a bit too harsh- especially when Ellie stated her discomfort in leaving the two men with guns behind- so he quickly tried to backtrack before his declaration could be interpreted negatively.

"...Not that I don't appreciate the help, though!" Either way, when Ellie asked what the party could do now, a frown crossed the giant's face as he scratched the back of his head in thought.

"Well, we should probably make sure the citizens are alright first and foremost. That, and make sure none of those iron idiots are still around." Granted, all the gunfire and sounds had stopped the second the tear in the world had swallowed Metal Man and company, but it was better to be safe rather than sorry, right?

Vulkan listened to what the swordsman had to say. It was obvious he was just as clueless as the primarch. But the small pink feline was able to answer his question thankfully. She had stayed earth, the year 2020. Vulkan had forgotten earth was the original name of Terra, but the year 2020? Somehow the man got transported 38,000 years into the past. This thought alone was a shock to him, to be taken so far back to an era didn’t seem possible. But then again with the ruinous powers of the warp perhaps it was.
Snapping back to attention he saw the small pink feline was turning to leave while the swords man was saying how they needed to get somewhere safer. While safety wasn’t much of a problem for the primarch, he would feel a lot better without all the eyes that were currently upon him. Despite his big size he’s still not used to so much attention.

"Wha?! Huh?!"

Honestly, maybe it was the multiversal travel, Cloud had just spaced out BIG TIME. Like, worse than he'd ever spaced out in his whole life. It was a daydream that felt endless. He was just so hopelessly lost in his mind, it was a miracle that he was still standing up, albeit with his eyes stretched as far apart as possible. The daydream decided to just...spit him out, he supposed. It was so long, he had to quickly refresh himself on what just happened. Portal. Weird place. Kassandra and bird. Gotcha. "Oh, yeah, we're here, and...not home." He muttered. "Did we think of a plan to undo this transportation yet? Where's that crooked man and his platypus?"

Meanwhile, a shitload of characters were prepared to drop on this planet, I know I beat my own world record for procrastination please bear with me, TOKYO GANG WAIT FOR MEEEEEEE-

SOMEWHERE ELSE


Somewhere in the streets of San Francisco, in another universe, Matheus Silvia wasn't having a good day at all. See- there was always a list of bad guys he enjoys fighting, from 'this is not complicated at all and fun' all the way towards 'Gee, I wish he broke his legs for a few months so he couldn't do crime anymore' and fighting someone like the GUARDSMAN, a large, 7'01" Russian man with the power to control gamma rays inside his body, much like a not-so-friendly neighborhood Hulk, was almost, almost edging on that feeling of 'gee, I want his legs to break.' Not only was the guy ridiculously stronger than he was, but it felt like his blows didn't reach him at all!

He didn't know much of the dude- only that at some point, he was a guard in a nuclear factory who got hit when the place inevitably had its meltdown, resulting in an increase in size, power, and...Well...The power to grab his leg like a twig and throw it away- which was rooooou-ghly what was happening right now!

"Gah!" Spider-Sense was powerful, but it didn't stop him from dodging every attack. Thankfully- Matheus was able to quickly twist his body in the middle of the air, his fur and hoodie blowing against the strong wind as he was thrown- before he quickly was able to glue himself to the side of one of the walls of the warehouse him and Guardsman were currently fighting. It was a simple 'stop right there, criminal scum!' sort of thing. Guardsman was acting as a guard to a bunch of low thugs contrabanding some likely highly illegal materials. Most of the thugs were dealt with, but Guardsman...Eh... "Hey, c'mon now, old pal! What fun is this fight if we keep throwing ourselves away like pebbles against a puddle! SOMEONE has to take this somewhere!"

The large, hulking man didn't reply- his bald head showing green veins bulging from the top of it, instead, a simple grunt emanating from him. "...Spider-boy. You don't understand the importance of job. Leave now- for your safety and mine."

Behind the mask, Matheus' eyes squinted, but he didn't show it. Quickly, however- he raised his hand. A string of web coming from it, and hitting the suit-wearing man by the side! "No can do, amigo! If this stuff really is dangerous, then no way in heck I can let you all keep it!" Suddenly, pulling against it, the boy could feel himself being propelled against the large giant, who only let out a mild, confused grunt before his face got a fist hitting him by the side. The Guardsman got hit, another grunt of pain coming from him this time, as he staggered back against one of the several boxes of the warehouses- making many of them fall and down, and several others break, revealing what appeared to be...Spiders inside now broken glass jars? But, they were weird- they didn't seem to be-

"S̷̭̠̪̫͂̌̍́p̸̧̢̣̔͑̋͜i̶̢̛̩͈̮͓̣͌̀͒͘d̶̢̖̫̭̥̼̒́̍͒̇e̵̱̔̾̅̓̋̋̚r̷̗͚̝̭̮̲̔̔́̈̐s̸͇̤̯̼̝͉̓̊̍̅͠?̸̹̜͇͎͔͐ ̶̯̝̄͆͆̊̽̅͊H̸̭͖̀̏͊ĕ̸̘̯̥̹̼̒̀̋̀̍y̷̺͎̝̝̓̍͊͝ ̶͈̲̯͍̤͗ḍ̸͎̣͖̬̈̎ụ̴̡̢͓͈̦̯͋́̂̏̃̈́͝d̸̢̔͑̀̽̆̇ȇ̴̦̮͚̮̏̋͆̚͠-̴͈̲̼̝͊̂̽͝͝ ̴̛͔̦́̍̏̚͝͝á̶̪̮͓̟̻̥̔́̾̂͐͝r̸͈͚͓̆̓ẻ̴͉̳̤̜̫̆̓͘ ̴͉͖͔̾͊̋̏̽͠y̸̪̮̾̐̆͛o̴̬̫̾̔̽̃͆ú̵̳̱̱̭̝̿̇͆-̶̡̏͜͝Huh?"

Before Matheus' own eyes, the world seemed to be glitching out for a second.

Colors of various kinds and strange effects suddenly floated around him and every part of his being. Masked eyes stared at his hands- turning them around, only to feel immense discomfort- and a sudden rush of pain as his hands seemed to be glitching all over the place, too. His voice sounded broken, almost struggling to talk- as he placed his hand on his head, his Spider-Sense blaring with every part of his being...



"No! N̶̛̰̹̗̭̠͖͔͚͑̇͒̆͛̄̈̔̔̇̌̌̓̕o̵̡͎̘̲͎̭͎̦̠͕͉̗͍̾̌̋̑̐͆!̶̡̖͕̹̪̀͋̿̋̀̎́͐̄̀̑͑̈́̚ ̷̲͉̆̎͆̾̀͊̎̑̋̕Ỵ̵̟̱̝̦̣̖̞̣̱͚̻̝̏̀͒̑͑̃̿̌͑͘̚ͅò̶̘͍̀̒̾́ṳ̵̢̺͈̠̅̐̋̀̓͌̆͊͠ ̶̡̗͇̹̃̓́͐͝f̷̧̨̡̙͍̜͇̫̻̙̙̀̋́̑͌̋̎̉͒͊̈̓̆͜͠o̴͍͓͇͔͉͎̮̞͍̜̙̽̏̊̆̒̉̏̂̽͜ö̶̧̈̌͐̃̐̃̂̓̊̆͒͝l̶̢̛̹͔͍̬͚̪͇̫̼̊̓̋͐̇̈́͐̀̋̿̊̑!̶̡̱͎̻͖͍͚͎̗̺͉̂̊̈̀ ̶̨̛̹̗͓̽͆̇̊̔̏́̇̓̓̅̕̕ͅT̵̛͎̙͎̼͖͚̟͔̯͙̠͖͕̼͕̀͊̊̓́ḧ̴̳̮̞̺͖̞͙̳̼̘̗̫̯͕̜́̀̋͆́̊i̶̧̧̦̖͙͇̞̫̞͉̲̙̮̺̅͌̑̋̀͝s̶̢͙̟̹̭̳̔͑ ̴̛̳̥̫̣̩̇̇̀͋̅̅͆͊̀̓́̈́͘͠ͅi̶̥̯̫̰̪̹̔̂̽̓̂̽́̉͗͗͌͐́̍̈́͜s̸̘̟̘̮̜͈̳̅̓̓͗̈́̿̌̿̽̐̊̃͗̇̽ͅͅ ̵̨̫̫̹̱̳̪̘̰͇̝̗̺̈͋͊̿̒͗͝w̶̼͌̿̀͛̔͝h̵͔̫͎̭̖̞͓̘̟̲̓́͝ȃ̵͓̰͓̝͈̻̥͓͚̻̳̪͈̝̓̾̌͒̈́̏̔̚ẗ̷̨̢̧̬̤͖͙͓͔̗͖͖̤̖͚̄̋͌͑̂̽͛̂̽͌̀͘͝͠ ̵̯͍͙͍̘̜̮̞̥̘̞̥̺̦͑͊͌̓̇͒̌̿̅͜͝͝Ì̷̑̇̈̋̊͑͂̇̚̚͠͝ͅ ̷̡̞̳̞͖̖̬̙̣͖͛̄͗͆̉͒͆̇͌͒͊̀͜͠m̷̫͎̹͙͈̪̮͕͐̈́̌̇̏̃̈́̓̐͒̓̚͠͠e̴̢̨̟͓̖̮͙͔̠̼̝̺͍͉͋́̿͆͂͒̾̓ͅà̴̡̰̦̦̳̑́̔͘n̷͍̞͕̈̈́͆̌͌̑̉̑t̵̻̞͚̞̙͓̜͍̮͈̖͈͉̯̉̿̅̐͊̎̉͗̓́́̓̚͠͝,̶͇̬̗͎̞̼͛͆̌̒͗̇̎̆̆ ̵̨̢̛̱̦̲͖̬̟̘̳̲͖̈́͊̎̃͂̔̃̏̂̑͌̂͝͝s̴̹͓̞͎̹̹̹͖̦̽̔̍̀͂̄̾̇͂͝͝p̸͚̭̩͛i̴̳͚̘͎̙̞͎̻̼̫̘̿͊̐́͂̑̉̀̂̆̆d̴̡̡̺̗̩̍͋̆̏͒̈̏́͗̈́̂͂̈́͝͝ę̷͉̣͇͓̩͆̏͘r̵̢͕̩̦̤̥̟̆̇͆̎̔̅̐͗̔̉̓̚͘ͅͅ-̴̧̻̯͎̣̙̾̓̌̓͒̐̑̃́͒̚b̸̡̛̟̮̤̑͠o̷̡̨̥͉̤͓̜͉͍̮̗̓͂̏͋͛̈́́̏̀̓̒͘͠͝͝y̵̮͍̙̮̮̩͙̎̒͒̊̒͛̽͌̈́!̶̧̧̭̳͓̺͎̘͚̞̳̖̍͆ ̶̡̧̻͖̜̤͎̘͎͙̑͋̾̚͠Ţ̷̱̝̪̰̣̳̻̄̂̅̉̑̏̌̐̓͌͘͘͠ḩ̶̰̳̠͔͓̪̈́̂̀͂̍̉̈́̋̚e̵̠̟̪̝̼͚̙͎̩͕̦̥̓̀̆̿̄͋̿̕ ̷̭̹͎͌̌̏̀̐͘ͅW̵̨̨͛͐̍̀̍̇́ȩ̴͙̦͙̤͍̻̺͓͐͜b̸̧̬̣̮̥͖̗̬̰̪̣̟͎̭̈́̋̓̊̓͂̍ ̴̛̘̮͓̺̗͗̑͑̍̈̒̉̀̕͘̕͘̚͠ơ̶̧̙̲̖̩̻̪̼̆̃́̀͐̓͒͋̈̎̎͘͝͠f̶͎̖̈́͛̎̃̓̀͌̀͛̆̚̚͠-̶̧͇̣̤̳̀͒-̵̨̧̘͙͓͓͕͓̼͋̀̓̒̕"



None of the two could respond, as with a sudden jolt, Matheus changed where he was before he saw something vast and infinite.

You know, I never thought I'd get to experience being dragged across several dimensions and know explicitly that's what happened in a lifetime- and yet, here we are.

The feeling was so specific and the experience so alien it instantly made my mind fill in the thoughts of what was happening. I could see my body rushing across what felt like a long, long beam of pure light, my head and eyes rushing with scenes that I didn't recognize, images I never saw, people I never met- it was all alienating. But through all those strange images, one thing was common in all of them: I saw a version of myself there. Or rather...A version of someone with my powers, or wearing a suit similar to mine. I saw other Spider-Mans. Some Spider-woman's, too. It was all too fast for me to grab information since it was all so quick and short, and the feeling of getting your atoms messed about while traveling across dimensions isn't a nice one, but I know what I saw that moment.

I didn't have much time to think about it, as in the next moment I knew, I crash through solid steel.

...Lemme rephrase. I crashed through solid steel. Not against it, through. Do you know how much it hurts to hit your hand against steel with some force, let alone crash through it at high enough speeds to make a hole against it? Well, it's definitely gonna hurt you more than it hurt me, but man, it still hurt a lot. I'm not sure if I broke anything, or hell, even felt anything for a few moments due to the adrenaline of the whole situation, but before I knew it- I was rolling across soft grass that was now...Just dirt, as my little 'acrobatics' caused me to form a little ugly dirt path. Ugh.

That same glitchy effect in the air was around me and the location I came from- more specifically, the hole where I came through. Almost looking like something was very, very much wrong there. Not a portal, not some generic misty effect- no, around that...Ship, (I crashed through a fucking ship?!) it seemed as if reality itself was giving apart. I could see it in my hands- my atoms didn't appreciate my little trip across dimensions- aaaaand there's the pain followed by my atoms telling me to screw myself.

"Merda! Cacete! Porra!" I allowed myself to slip a few swears here and there- can't be the amazing PG-9 Spider-Man all the time. My vision was blurry, and it slowly moving about, trying to search for something or someone, and soon enough, I found those people. Three girls(?), some wearing some really strange clothes that would make my face go red if I wasn't literally trying to have my body used to what I assumed was the new dimension I ended myself on. Their features were...Weird. As weird as their clothes. It just- seemed like they were some different styles of being altogether? Super cute, unnatural eye and hair color, and eccentric clothes- were they from some cartoon?

GLIIIITCH. There it was again- body shifting colors, and suddenly glitching out like a videogame. OW. "Ouch, merda! Uuuh...I mean...Crap, you guys don't understand Portuguese, do you?"

A little joke to lighten the mood maybe is all I need, right? Before more shit hits the fan and I have to clean it up.

"Uuuh...Heil?"

Mentally facepalming myself out of pure and unadulterated embarrassment for what I just said, I reminded to keep my big mouth shut while in extreme pain in future situations. But that was less now- I could see I was somewhere big. This seemed to be- some sort of park? A memorial, maybe? Craaaap, did I seriously just desecrate a memorial of some kind?! Ugh, I know I couldn't choose where I ended up in the dimensions, but way to go, me! Not only that, but it seemed like people were already recording my face...

Let's see. I had my spidey suit on. It was a bit different from the others I've seen while falling through dimensions- most of them being red and blue while mine is green and black. This probably will get my figure and whereabouts discovered very quickly by anyone who looked hard enough, but I could worry about that later. Instead, I grabbed onto the red-haired person and painfully lifted myself up. "ARGH! MY...COCYX!" In other words, ow, my ass!

"Hey, don't worry about it- everything is just alright now, see!" I replied to one of the girls, forcefully lifting myself up, and opening my arms as if to show that was both fine, and everything around me was fine. "Nothing bad is gonna happen, because your friendly nuclear spider is he--!"

With my back facing the noise and my arms still outstretched, the sound of metal bending from inside the ship could be heard as my spidey senses flared. Ah. Shit.

"WATCH IT!" Jumping forward with the grace of a spider, I grabbed the red-haired person in one of arms, while one of the girls in the other- and finally pulling the last one by shooting a web onto her and pulling her away- just in time to see a large piece of metal and other debris falling onto where we were a moment ago- if I acted any slower, no doubt it would have crushed all of us. The sounds of screaming people in fear and camera flashes could be heard once more from around me as I finally landed with the small group, and from within the glitching ship, I could see him again.

Tall. Bald. With a ripped suit revealing his slightly green skin now and glowing veins, and a pissed off face, was Guardsman.

"YOU TOLD YOU, SPIDEY BOY! BUT YOU DIDN'T LISTEN! NOW I TRAPPED HERE! AND NOW...YOU DIE!"

...

My face turned at the group of three I just saved(?). Still unaware of the fact they can most definitely help me take Guardsman down if they wanted to. "Hey, so, uh, hi. I'm probably kinda broke right now, but uh, after I deal with this guy, I'll help clean stuff up, you know? Yeah? I'm Spider-Man by the way. Or Nuclear Spider. Depends where you're from."

Looking back at the group behind myself and raising an eyebrow at the 'commander' at his mention of my 'something or the other', I couldn't help but find myself confused. Wait, did they mean that there was another Spider-Man here? One that belonged to this dimension? And had this Leo whatever thing? Craaap, what did this mean, then? Did it mean that I was gonna cause a paradox if I encountered him?! Well, my atoms certainly didn't enjoy being here already, imagine being around another Spider-Man!

My already short attention span got shifted once more, however, as the two girls suddenly had...Were those ships behind their backs? I blinked behind my mask, and the white eyes of the same just stared wide-eyed at the pieces of metal appearing around the girl like they were some sort of super-sentai magical girls. Oooo-kay, the cute girls are actually badass. Actually, I shouldn't- yeah, I shouldn't be surprised by this.

"Well, look at that! I never expected to fight alongside cute gals like this! Feels like I'm in a TV show all over again!" I can never forget the time I fought some bizarro TV villain. Those were some...Weird times. Electrical wave manipulation is not a fun power to deal with, principally with my spider-sense.

"YOUR LITTLE GIRL FRIENDS WON'T SAVE YOU, INSECT BOY!" Before I could finish my amazing quip, Guardsman rushed where we were at great speeds. The ground-shaking as he ran, and green energy surrounding his hands as he tried to slam onto us. I wasn't sure if the two girls also dodged, but I shot a few webs at his face, hopefully giving them an opening to attack after his attack!