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thatguyinthestore

It's Gonna Get Weird
This roleplay is a part of the Chronology Series.

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Prologue
“The Weirdness Begins”




The room was brimming with light, various sparks coming from a triangular shaped portal. The source of the light was none other than a blinding swirling vortex coming from its. The room was complete chaos, with sparks flying from the portal and even lightning shot out every few seconds or so. The sight of an older male, wearing a beige trench coat with a maroon sweater underneath, as well as some black sweatpants, could be seen from behind a glass panel. He was frantically at work, beads of sweat running straight down his forehead, down his cheek, and dropping right off his chin as his fingers typed as fast as they could. Next to him was a much shorter male, appearing to be around twelve or so, who seemed to be just as nervous. He was frantically pacing around, gripping the top of his blue pine tree hat with both hands.



“Okay, okay calm down, Dipper… you’ve got this, man. The dangerous portal is about to collapse or explode, but your Great Uncle Ford is handling it. And he’s the genius who wrote the journals! Everything’s gonna be A-Okay.” He said, presumably to himself as he continued frantically pacing around the room, breathing heavier and heavier as time went on.



“Dipper!” The older man shouted as he turned to the younger male, though he didn’t get any reaction. Stanford Pines rolled his eyes and let out a sigh, before inhaling and shouting, “Oh for love of… DIPPER!

“H-huh!?” Dipper asked, being snapped out of his little panic attack from the sudden shouting. He looked up, and saw the glasses-wearing man staring at him with, though it wasn’t an angry stare. It was nervous, definitely, worried even. But it was one that showed clear concern, rather than one of annoyance or anger.

“Listen,” He said, taking his hands off the keyboard for just a moment so he could place them on the boy’s shoulders. “I know you’re anxious, worried, maybe even a little mortally terrified. But you’ve got to listen to me here, boy! Even the smallest of miscalculations, and the portal could very well implode in on itself, or worse!”

“W-worse?!” Dipper exclaimed, though that garnered no response from Ford, who simply continued to stare down at him. Dipper, managing to calm down for even the briefest of moments, inhaled sharply and nodded. “R-right.” He said, puffing out his chest as his newfound determination sunk through his body. Balling up his small fists, he nodded firmly once more. “I’m ready, Grunkle Ford.”

“Good,” Ford replied, taking his hands off of Dipper’s shoulders and immediately returning to the long outstretched keyboard in front of him. “Now, on my command, I need you to throw that lever!” He shouted, using one hand to point to a red lever behind the two while the other continued to type away at the keyboard with the intensity of a lion. Dipper immediately turned around and ran over to the lever in question, placing both of his hands on it.

“This one!?” He shouted, finding it hard to keep his voice above the sounds of the portal as it only grew louder and more unstable.

“Yes, Dipper! That one! On the count of three, pull it down with all your strength!” He shouted, his eyes still fixated on the screen in front of him and the rapidly destabilizing portal. “1… 2….” Seconds later, Ford glanced over to Dipper.

“3!!!!”

Without an iota of hesitation, Dipper pulled on the lever with all his might. It fell down with ease, and as it did so, the portal grew less and less unstable, before shutting down completely. The whole room was filled with an almost eerie empty silence, as all that could be heard was the sound of Dipper and Ford’s tired, exhausted breaths.

“W-we did it..” Dipper said, being the first of the pair to speak up. A smile quickly stretched across his face, overtaking the rest of his features in a matter of seconds. “We did it!” He shouted again, pumping both fists into the air in victory.


“That we did, Dipper.” Ford said, cracking a small through a few breaths, still trying to catch it after what had just transpired. Once he did so, he approached him and gave him small pat on the shoulder. “Now come on. What’s say me and you go and play some Dungeons, Dungeons and More Dungeons?” He asked, which earned an eager nod from his assistant/great nephew.

“Sounds like a plan, Grunkle Ford.” Dipper replied with a smile, the two of them moving towards the steps, illuminated by a light above them. Ford had already been halfway up the steps by the time Dipper began making his way up, though almost as soon as Dipper set foot on one of the steps, the portal suddenly flashed to life again. Dipper’s eyes widened as he heard the loud whirring noise, his head popping out from around the corner to stare at them. “Uhh… Grunkle Ford! He shouted, his pupils dilating a bit as he saw portal. His hand tightly gripped the railing in fear, the young preteen unable to get out anymore words as Ford quickly ran back downstairs.

“Jumping jellybeans!” He shouted, making a deadline back to the control panel. However, as soon as he did, the portal became too unstable to hold its own as numerous sparks and bolts of lightning shot out of the swirling vortex at quite the alarming rate, and a bright light encompassed the whole room. And all Dipper and Ford could do was watch in horror, before they were knocked unconscious by the sheer force the portal exerted.



You awoke after being encompassed by a strange, white light. Wherever you were or what you were doing didn’t really matter, because as that light encompassed you, the sheer force of it alone knocked you out and rendered you unconscious.



You soon found yourself awaking outside. The sound of birds chirping awoke you, and the hot summer sun quickly blinded you as you awoke from what felt like a very long nap. You were surrounded by a dense forest on all corners, and the only thing that really stood out to you was a building behind you, labeled “MYSTERY SHACK” in all caps. There were plenty of people to interact with, and strangely enough, they all seemed to be awaking from long naps as well. Well, except one large, overweight male in a green shirt with a giant question mark in the middle, who pulled up to the area you stood in on a golf cart. His eyes would widen in mild surprise upon seeing you all, though eventually he would smile and let out a small chuckle.



“Haha, what’s with you doods? You all look like you jumped straight outta an anime or video game or something.” He said, before letting out another chuckle. “Haha, I’m just kidding, doods. But seriously, that would be pretty cool, though.”

Seconds later, the door to the aforementioned ‘Mystery Shack’ slammed open, and out came a young boy, dressed in a blue vest, red shirt, and cargo shorts, all of which was topped off by a blue and white hat with a Pine Tree in the center. “Oh, hey Dipper.” The man said, waving to the boy.



The aforementioned boy paused dead in his tracks before he could even get the faintest of syllables out, either not noticing the man or just ignoring him. “Oh no… no no no no no… this is not good… this is NOT good!” He muttered to himself, his hands quickly moving up and gripping his pine tree hat tightly, before he turned around and bolted towards the door to the shack, throwing it open and running back inside. “Grunkle Ford! Come out here, quick!” He shouted as he ran through the shack, prompting the older male to turn and face all of you.

“What’s with him?” He asked as he thumbed towards the door, seeming a lot more nonchalant about this than the preteen.

And with that, it seemed that you were all left to your own devices for the time being.

Cast List
@darkred as Sarah and John Connor (Terminator)
@Chipdog16 as Sans (Undertale AU)
@SheepKing as Isabelle (Animal Crossing)
@2Bornot2B as 2B (Nier: Automata) and CZ (Overlord)
@KnightLight as Epsilo Gamman (Homestuck OC)
@Wedge as Jim Hopper (Stranger Things)
@Sayo-Nara as Morgana (Persona 5)
@Jeremiah as Dorothy Haze (VA-11 HALL-A)
@Critic Ham as Doomguy (DOOM)
@ManyFaces as Hopper and Molt (A Bugs' Life)
@DapperDogman as K'Thix (DCSS OC)
@Thepotatogod as Whisper the Wolf (Sonic the Hedgehog) and Hiryu Kakogawa (Kamen Rider Zi-O)
@Necessity4Fun as Julie Taylor Luckett (OC)
@Tamotsu as Prompto Argentum (Final Fantasy XV)
@Crow as Sanjou Nemu (Magical Girl Raising Project) and Princess Luna (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic)
@Benedict Cucumberpatch as Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch (Classified)
@Rhysie as Rhys Strongfolk (Borderlands)
@Chungchangching as Shadman (Shadbase)
@marc122 as Pichu (Pokemon)
@Alpha007 as Sergeant Avery J. Johnson (Halo)
@Damafaud as Lyle Walt and Clara Bulmer (Sevens)
@Noivian as Daxtrien Hartnet (Pokemon OC)
@-Nightwisher- as Felix Combferre Auclair (OC)
@DerpyCarp as Fulgore MK III (Killer Instinct)
@Meraki as Slugcat (Rain World)
@Zamasu as Filthy Frank (Filthy Frank)
@Sir Skrubbins as Frank West (Dead Rising 3)
@Exiled Ace as Achilles of Phtia (Greek Mythology)
@Illiyasviel Von Einzbern as Buffy the Magicarp (Pokemon OC)
@QizPizza as Delsin Rowe (inFamous)
@jigglesworth as Dizzy Wallin (Gears of War 3)
@Topless as Kanna Kamui (Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid)
@Ferociousfeind as Callie (Splatoon 2)
@Veradana as Scias (Breath of Fire IV)
@GearBlade654 as Ekken Traksa (XCOM OC)
@SuperiorOnion as Samantha Ann Whitley (OC)
@SmallPopTart as Zacian (Pokemon)
@Clover as Eddie Brock (Marvel Comics)
@HercynianSoul as Zenos yae Galvus (Final Fantasy XIV)
@Tropicalpeacock as Miguel (Road to El Dabo)
@SeirenK as Omega (Final Fantasy XIV)
@FactionGuerrilla as Cole Macgrath (inFAMOUS)
@BoltBeam as Tenshi Hinanawi (Touhou Project)
@Zerulu as Sterlok (S.T.A.L.K.E.R.)
@R-Breezy as Kawhi Leonard (Game of Zones)
@LittleRedAssassin as Valentine (Skullgirls)
@Hahli Nuva as Kung Lao (Mortal Kombat)
@FoolsErin as Wigfrid (Don't Starve)
 
Shadman, the Controversy Artist


Shadman, who woke up surrounded by strange figures and anomalies. He started looking around the area, seemingly bewildered about popping into a fictional world where other fictional characters that aren’t even from the Disney show seemed to just ended up in just like him and they seemed to be just as confused as he is, could this all just be a dream since this is just too weird to be true, right? There’s just no way this can be happening because it feels like somebody’s escapist fantasy crossover fanfiction. Shaddai Prejean stood up, looking alert under the mask and glasses, wiped the dirt off his ass and took a look around the place again, trying to spot familiar characters that he’s seen in games, movies and other media. He spotted a few of them that he actually knew but not that much, really. There’s Valentine from that Skullgirls game, Pichu from Pokemon, Soos. . . And, uhm, who else is here? A MLP character?! Oh boy, this really is somebody’s weird fanfiction.

Shadman checked his pockets to see if he brought anything with him in this wild ride and pulled out his Luger pistol which is mostly just for show but this might come in handy just in case things get real bizarre and a butterfly knife which is again, just for show but it’s sharp enough to cut a bitch who dares tries to defy the might of Shadman. He put the butterfly knife back in his pocket and loaded the gun with a loud ‘Snap!’ noise that would probably alert the others around him. Whatever he’s going to go trough, he’s definitely prepared and ready for this since who knows what will happen? Maybe that Bill Cipher fellow might show up and he’s watched the show enough to know that he’s nothing to sneeze at since that guy somehow got pass Disney’s censors. Who just warps somebody’s face and gets away with it? That scene was actual nightmare fuel but he kind of found it funny somehow, probably because of how desensitized he is when it comes to stories and other things like that.

Shadman decided to introduce himself to the colorful cast of characters, maybe they will protect him when shit hits the fan? Because, what else is he gonna do? Draw porn of the enemy?? He doubts that will help. Speaking of draw, he found out he was stepping on his sketchbook. . . Shit. He picked it up which also had his pencil inside it, it’s good to draw to keep your mind off things and rest so he smiled at the sight of his sketchbook, checking if his sketches are still there before coughing to get the group’s attention.

“Hello, I am Shaddai Prejean but you can call me Shadman.” He said, trying to make a great first impression, he doesn’t really care about meeting new people but these guys probably have god-like powers that will help him survive and get home. . . This is already getting weird but might as well play along with the weirdness, he’s had stranger people show up in his stream, like those goddamn FemSonic fuckers but who is he to judge? He’s the one that started the trend.

“. . . I’m not usually this kind, so don’t get used to this attitude.” Shadman said before shrugging, saying that as a joke, letting out a short chuckle to make sure people WILL know it’s a joke, he’s said so many jokes that backfired on him that it’s getting annoying. Sure, it’s fun to see people get pissed at times but it’s really getting boring seeing the same reaction over and over again just with different people and these people might not be the kind Shadman wants to annoy. This isn’t the internet anymore.​
 

R-Breezy

Mr. Gwapo
Kawhi Leonard


Kawhi, currently confused on what’s going on.

The sound of the bird chirping and the scorching heat of the sun awakens Kawhi. As he is fully awaken, he lift himself up and see that there are people who are confused as him. The only thing he remembered is that after they sack the Golden State, he and his men were marching back to Tor’Onto to face the last armies of House Warriors that is led by King Stephen Curry and suddenly saw a light and landed here. The first thing he do is to observe his surroundings, judging by the climate and its geographical location, he assumed that he is in the Port Lands, a land of dense forests that is controlled by a brotherhood-system Great House; House Trailblazers although Kawhi doubt that this is the Port Lands.

He then eye the overweight man who wears a green shirt with a big question mark in the middle who is standing on a shack called ‘Mystery Shack’. He began to speak and address some sort of a joke which Kawhi didn’t laugh at all since he somewhat lacks an emotion or its not even funny at all.

And then a kid came out from the shack who stood there before going back to the shack by calling someone. Kawhi just stood there before he decides to approach the overweight man.

He stood 6’6 ft tall before the man and he greeted him by saying hello.

“What is this place? Where am I?” He asked the overweight man.

@thatguyinthestore

[OPEN FOR INTERACTION]
 

DapperDogman

The Banished One
Antennae twitching, the large arthropod squinted slightly, mandible clicking together as he soaked in his surroundings. This was definitely not where that portal was supposed to take him...Xom's doing, perhaps? He let out a low chuckle, mandibles chittering as he doubled over slightly "Oh, Xom...You joker" he mutters, shaking his head "How am I supposed to recover the Orb of Zot for you if you don't let me get to the runes?" he asks under his breath, gazing skyward. His eyes narrowed slightly, compound eyes soaking in the open air. This was an elaborate illusion, more so than any he'd witnessed within the cave before. This place might just be above ground after all. The fresh air and smell of nature certainly felt real.

The Orb was a powerful artefact, had it manufactured all this to trick him? Was he getting too close to claiming it? He tensed slightly. If this was another test, the illusion could disguise very dangerous enemies as nothing more than random farmers or small animals.
Slowly, the giant arthropod came to face the others with him "Am I supposed to kill you?" he asks aloud, seeming unphased by the possibility of extreme violence that would happen should that happen.

@thatguyinthestore @Whoever Feels Like Talking To a Giant Ant​
 

Critic Ham

Pundit too Angry to Die
The Doom Marine
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If one were to say I would have awaken stripped naked and chained down to a stone coffin with only seconds to spare before I was eaten by zombies, I would have shrugged not paying much mind.

If one were to say I would have awaken in a peaceful forest in full armor without any demons whatsoever, I would have tilted my head in confusion. Me, in a forest without any demons to kill? What madness could drag me into that?

Well, count my lucky stars because I awoke to birds chirping and the sun blasting heat into my eyes. Not Hellish heat, unfortunately, but a heat one would find mid-summer. I bolted up onto my feet not believing for a second what was happening. My eyes scanned the trees and underbrush which spread out in an endless expanse of forest. Some curious animals ventured close, but darted away when noises, confused, bewildered, and annoyed, filled the air by non-demonic entities.

I stared at the amount of people in my immediate area. Some were human dressed in various styles of clothes including gothic, medieval, or modern day. One even wore some kind of maid outfit? At least that’s what my faded memories told me. However, there was a large number of anthropomorphics coming out of unconsciousness. Heck, there were even a pair of insects about the size of a human calf.

Just what did I stumble upon?

From what I remembered, a convention for people into things related to animals. Furs? Furrtanstics? Furresties? Furries? Alternatively, this was a meeting place for demon cultists.

I gripped thin air at the mere thought, readying to slice them with the Cruci-

I squeezed empty air a few more times before coming to the realization that I lost the Crucible. My eyes widened. I patted myself down only finding my brushing against my armor and any weapons I still had on me. No Crucible on me. Maybe it fell? I looked around for its distinctive, bladeless hilt. In my haste, I briefly noted a shack made of wood. It wasn’t of importance right now, but after several moments, the sound of a vehicle broke me out of my search.

The vehicle I saw was familiar. A golf cart I think? Nonetheless, it held the weight of a rather large man who wore a green shirt. A question mark was sewn into the middle. For some reason, the feeling of this being perfectly timed crept up on my back. The man started speaking, saying things like dood. I promptly ignored him because the man was a non-threat. The worst he could do was try and roll over me, but I chucked Barons twice his size into the Icon of Sin. Ah, if only I had a picture of Icon’s reaction.

I was about to resume my search when the harsh crack of a door being slammed open drilled into my ear. I turned to see a male child running out of the shack. The man said “Oh, hey Dipper.” It took me a second to realize it was the name of the child rather than a ladle. Huh, strange name, but I shrugged not giving a damn about strange cultural bits.

I did give a damn when the child panicked. He repeated no and not good in a crazed mantra before calling for a Grunkle Ford. I frowned. Something had gone wrong and it was something to do with us. Even if it didn’t, a child was distressed enough to run for help. This needed to be nipped in the bud before anything serious could happen. I followed Dipper, hands patting around for one of the dolls I collected during my rampage through the UAC facility.

@thatguyinthestore
 

HercynianSoul

Scribbler of Leaves
Zenos
Open for Interaction

Light. It was always light be it in a literal sense, or in the Warrior form. Cursed light. Zenos had been perfectly content, waiting for those twelth-cursed 'Liberators'. What they were liberating from who, was, of course, the pressing question - freeing their home from those who gave them structure, those who safeguarded them against the threats of summoning.

Then, this. Blinding light, doubtless some trickery of the Scions, of feeble prey that could do nought to prolong their miserable existence but rely on the parlour tricks of Western magicks. And then... birds. Trees. Clearly, this was the Shroud - although not any part of it Zenos had ever heard of, or been briefed on before. Furthermore, whatever trickery had been employed, it had not robbed Gaius of his weapons - or of his magiteck armour.

A blessing, to be sure, considering the strange crowd that swirled around him. Strange creatures, the like of which he had never even heard whispers of before, as well as typical Hyurs. Still, something told him this was not the Twelveswood that lay beyond Van Baelsar's wall. And then there was the manner of the... house. Hut? A strange building, almost falling apart, and yet... lived in, clearly. Shabbily-made signs, thin cables... although not a single ceruleum tank was in sight, oddly enough.

It was one of his three blades that Zenos yae Galvus kept his gauntleted right hand on, the intricate sword-sheath on his waist humming almost imperceptibly, as he made a sweeping gesture with his other. "Eorzeans!" He exclaimed - not shouting, as much as... proclaiming his presence. "The twelve you cower under have seen fit to betray you in my deliverance. Free me from this place and you shall be rewarded. Do not, and you...." His lips curled, into a twisted facsimile of a smile. "Shall be prey for the hunt!"

He did not regard those who had come, one of them shouting, out of the house, with any form of curiosity. Merely more bystanders, at best - and at worst, accomplices to the Scions. Well, perhaps that would be a blessing in and of itself too. More prey for the hunt. More cattle to the slaughter. Even if there was no joy to be found in it, it would be something.
 

darkred

Hmmmm





Sarah Connor Prologue



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-Every family has rules, and we had ours. Keep your head down. Keep your eyes up. Resist the urge to be seen as important or special. Know your exits.-


Sarah carried several weapons on her back, hardly was she ever not prepared for any strange situations. She was walking a road, holding a missile launcher as she searched for someone important. A truck holding a terminator flashed by her as she shot a missile at the newest T-1000.


Not until she arrived in a forest with a duffel bag on her back. She growled, sunglasses covering her face, military armor on her body. A cigarette hung out of her mouth and she wasn’t happy.


She eyed the area, and spat out the cigarette. She eyed the kid named Dipper at least nearby “What the HELL happened?!”

@thatguyinthestore
 

SheepKing

Ruler of sleep and wool

Isabelle

Before the event

From inside of the town hall the jingle of bells could be heard as a small puppy hurriedly sorted through the gigantic pile of files left on her desk. It was just an average day for the town, the mayor hadn’t shown up for a while so Isabelle was forced to take care of his duties until he came back. Not that she minded of course, she’d do anything to make sure that the town was in tip top shape. The only thing that worried her was just how much work was left for her to sort through. Isabelle had to set up the celebration for the newly made well, make sure that the ordinance was still in effect, help a Villager move out and another move in, and so much more. It took a lot out of the woman, but that’s just life.

“Let’s see.... where’s that form for the Beautiful Town Ordinance? I know it’s somewhere around here....”

The place had gotten a bit messy without the mayor there, but it was quite alright, she could handle it later. There were more important things to worry about now. She looked through every cabinet, folder, and shelf in the building and yet not a single sign of the form could be found. She was just about to finally give in and move onto another problem but finally she found it. On top of a large sturdy wood shelf the ordinance sat waiting for her.

“Ah! There you are, now how exactly am I going to reach you Mr. Ordinance?”

Isabelle eyed the mayor’s chair with a guilty expression on her cartoony face. He wouldn’t mind right? It’s not like she’d break it or anything! She rolled the plush chair over to the shelf and carefully stepped onto it making sure not to fall. The chair creaked and wobbled with every movement but for now it seemed to be fine. Her paws barely reached the top of the shelf but the form was just mere inches from her finger tips. With one final push she finally got it! The form was now in her grasp. Unfortunately, the chair seemed to finally give in. A loud crack could be heard as the chair finally broke. Now with no support she grabbed onto the edge of the shelf for dear life. Now it was the shelf’s turn to fall as it began to lean away from the wall until it fell towards the ground. Isabelle could only close her eyes as she fell with the furniture. It seemed it would be the end for the secretary if it weren’t for fate’s intervention. Before the puppy could be crushed a light blinded her eyes and in less than a second she found herself in a dense forest.

Present

The forest was unlike any she had seen in town. It was dense, musty, and filled with mosquitos, flies, and all other types of bugs. Even in the hot summer there wasn’t usually this many critters. There were more pressing matters to take care of. Among Isabelle there were a multitude of people, all of which were seemingly from a variety of backgrounds and places. They definitely weren’t the cute critters and small humans she was used to but none of them didn’t seem to have been in the fighting tournament Super Smash Brothers either. Isabelle has absolutely no idea why they were all brought together and how. She remembered that for the tournament she at least received a letter explaining everything before getting thrust in, but this was nothing like that.

The dog looking closer through the crowd, noticed a familiar creature. It was Pichu! Though after a bit of quick thinking she soon realized that this definitely wasn’t the Pichu she knew. Disappointed but not surprised, she moved on.

Next she could hear someone introducing themselves to the group. He appeared to be a human male with a somewhat scary skull mask covering his face. He introduced himself to the crowd but his aggressive appearance didn’t make him appear to be all that approachable. Another human went to ask the overweight man where they were and finally a large ant suddenly asked if he was supposed to kill the group.

“Please don’t! We’re all as confused as you but we can’t resort to violence!”

@DapperDogman @R-Breezy @Chungchangching @marc122
OPEN FOR INTERACTION
 
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Alpha007

"War is hell, and I'm the Devil!"

  • Johnson groaned as he sat up. All he remembered was his last words to John, then a blinding light...then he was outside. Overweight men, a kid, an actual glowing horse, a talking dog.....Johnson was in for a long day. He got to his feet, and noticed a few things laying around him. An MA5C, and an M6G. Thankfully, both were loaded, and ready to go. That, and his officer's cap. Technically non-commissioned, Johnson still outranked quite a few people, and even outranked some he didn't on the pure basis of respect, though here, he knew it was gonna be an uphill battle.

    He assessed the situation again. Another man in heavy armor, similar to the gear Spartans used to tote. An older woman who looked like she'd seen some action, and even a few people in medieval armor. The man shook his head, and put on the cap, covering his buzz-cut head. He slung the MA5C around his shoulder, and holstered the M6G. With that, he felt around his multitude of pockets, and flipped a pouch open to reveal one of his prized Sweet William Cigars, followed by a small lighter. He'd pull the cigar out, and light the end after putting it in his mouth, letting the pungent tobacco smoke fill his mouth, before he put up the lighter, took the cigar out, and exhaled in a direction nobody was in. Marines were supposed to be stubborn, not assholes.

    "That's the last time I EVER trust one of them things..."

    He muttered, moving towards the group. Johnson had no clue what the hell some of these...things...were, but he had a feeling he'd be stuck with them for a while. Hell, even one of the split-jawed bastards that glassed hundreds of humanity's worlds had proved to be a pretty decent bug. Maybe some of these actual bugs wouldn't be so bad?
 

Ferociousfeind

Shamrock Shake
A bright flash of light, a brief pressure on her forehead, and then total darkness. That's all she remembered, immediately before waking up in this forest. It was quite hot, and the little purple squid didn't exactly enjoy that. Too hot for her. In fact, it was so hot, she was feeling faint. Oh dear lord, somebody help this poor squid before she--

Okay, okay. Enough dramaticism. Callie's too busy being utterly confused to faint here and now. So confused, she just has to stand up and get a better look at her surroundings. It seems to her she's not the only one. Nor the only... twenty? There were a lot of people here. That didn't seem right. What also didn't seem right was just who these people were.

And by that... Callie means she doesn't know the name of a single person here. She's all alone! She'll have to find a couple of people to befriend before she gets eaten alive out here in the forest. There might be Salmonids out there... Or worse, Octarians! Callie shudders at the thought of more tangling with the eight-armed menaces, and instead approaches someone who was talking just a moment earlier.

"You said your name was Shad...man?" Callie extends her hand for a handshake to the very, very shady individual with sunglasses over their facemask, "Nice to meet you!"

(@Chungchangching take that!!)
 

thatguyinthestore

It's Gonna Get Weird
"Haha, cool biker getup, dood." The man said in response to Shadman as he looked the man over, nodding his head in response. "I'm Soos, but you can just call me Soos." He replied with a smile and a nod, his two front teeth slightly sticking out as he spoke. When Kawhi asked where he was, Soos would turn behind him and smile, before turning back toward the Mystery Shack. "You're in Gravity Falls, dood. Well, more accurately, you're at the Mystery Shack. That kid you just saw was my little pal Dipper. He's pretty cool." Soos said as he slowly gazed upon everyone in the group, before shrugging his shoulders and peering back towards the door he ran through, which was still wide open. "I dunno why he ran away, though. You doods seem pretty cool." He said, clearly not seeming to care much about the bipedal dogs, ants, and men in armor.

@Chungchangching @R-Breezy
 

thatguyinthestore

It's Gonna Get Weird
As Doomguy followed Dipper into the shack, he wouldn't find any trace of the boy whatsoever. It was almost as if he disappeared out of thin air. Not even his annoying, shrill-like voice could be heard. The shack itself appeared to be some kind of gift shop of sorts, with various knick-knacks, t-shirts, snowglobes, puzzles, and the like placed on various shelves and racks.



As Doomguy began to walk through the mysterious gift shop, he would suddenly find something nudging up against his leg. If he were to look down to find the source, he would find..



A pig! And a pretty darn cute one, at that! It oinked in delight as it stared up at Doomguy.

@Critic Ham
 

KnightLight

Epsilo Gamman
Epsilo Gamman

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You stand there... everything was white... incredibly bright... a bit too bright for your eyes. So you close them as you slip into unconsciousness.

You instantly wake up... everything was.. new... different... hot.... hot??? HOT- YOU FELT YOUR SKIN BEGINNING TO BURN FROM THE SUN!! You make what sounds like a noise a dog would make and scamper under a tree. You almost KNOCK OVER the tree in the process, looking around... that was close... luckily your skin wasn’t too damaged, just a little sun burn, but it was too bright for a night dwelling troll to see well!! Your frame was massive, bulky, and at LEAST 7-8 feet tall. Your eyes were covered by black bangs that had a single deep indigo stripe down the center.

You slowly adjust to the sudden amount of sunlight, your breathing sorta loud, nervous, all sorts of things.

W... who the hell ARE you guys...

Your voice was gruff and grizzly. It sounded like you would pummel all of them any second now!! But you kept your ground and stayed under the little amount of shadows that the tree provided..

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Tropicalpeacock

New Member
Miguel
(Open)

Miguel woke up groggily, eyes coming open rather slowly. He sat up and looked around in a bewildered manner. There were people everywhere that appeared to be in the same position he was in but where on Earth was he? It was hot, that was for sure and the wooded area seemed to be surrounded by trees. His attention turned to the building in front of him labeled Mystery Shack. Mystery Shack? What on Earth did that mean? He got to his feet and scratched his head in confusion. Before he could say anything or approach anyone, a man in a darkish-green shirt with a question mark on it was speaking to them. Ani- what? Video-who? What on Earth was he referring to? Miguel opened his mouth to speak and rose a finger in question but before he could utter a word, a young boy came out frantically, looking much more panicked than the bigger man. What was troubling him exactly? Perhaps it was the sight of all of the people that had somehow appeared before the two? Although, this was a probable case for panic, the blonde Spaniard couldnt shake the feeling that something else was troubling the boy. And who exactly was he calling for? Someone with the name Ford, he could only assume but what was a Grunkle exactly? All these new terms along with the confusion and panic of waking up in some random location amongst strangers was all too bizarre to the red-shirted blond as he stood there in bewilderment and confusion.
 

marc122

just me
Pichu!


STATUS


Healthy.

INVENTORY/POWERS


- None..?

MUSIC


None, as of yet!
Pichu awakened.

The last thing he saw before his awakening was a flash of light. Poor thing had been walking through a route in Johto.

The first thing he saw afterwards was, to say the least, unfamiliar. A dense, almost oppressive forest surrounded him and many others. There were lots of people who had interested him; a friendly anthropomorphic dog happened to try to talk to an untrustworthy man hiding his real appearance. A middle-aged lady nearing retirement age was clearly distraught and appeared to interrogate a young boy in a trucker cap with a symbol of a pine tree, named Dipper, who was feeling bad about something that had happened. Maybe something wrong had happened?

Nonetheless, he was clearly taken aback in shock as it staggered back, attempting but failing to process the whole situation.

"Pi--P--P...Pi?! (Wha--Wh--W...Huh?!)"

To his surprise, there was no self-electrocution. Taken aback by the fact, it fell on its tush, emotionally exacerbated. Hyperventilating, he got back up weakly, as it then turned its attention towards an overweight man, who had asked about Dipper, who ran back inside. Now, he was seeing someone enter the Mystery Shack, or as Soos, the obese elephant in the forest, has called it. It appeared as though the man, like the kid and, allegedly, Grunkle Ford, were residents of the house, and the way Dipper reacted had him curious...and worried.

Now he wanted to see what's wrong with the kid.

"Pi-Pichu..? (What's with him..?)"

Pichu proceeded to enter the shack.

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Necessity4Fun

Huh, I wonder what to do next...?
From the back of a pub to a dark alley, bloodied paw marks made the way through the dark corners of the city of London, stopping just near an intersection famous for the amount of missing persons that just seemed to keep escalating with time. There, on top of the lip of a typical greenish dumpster sat a Siamese cat, grooming itself, purring in delight at the success of a new hunt. Something was off about the way it stared at the passerby's that came and went, unaware of the cat's ill-intentions. Not that she was any worried about it.

Really, who would suspect that a gorgeous and seemingly harmless feline such as her would be behind so many gruesome murders sudden disappearances?

The Occidental world Heigen had taken as her new home was yet to catch up on the existence of Youkai and mythical creatures alike. As such, she had no one to fear, no one to put a restraint on the cat's nocturne activities. Ahh~ It was good to be free again, though she'd always miss the time she had been adored as a goddess, protecting a little village town from other ill-natured beasts. Those had truly been the days...

Once there had been no more traces of the crime on her beautiful brown and creme fur, Julie, as was the name she had adopted recently, lowered herself nicely from the dumpster into the concrete floor, about to make her way back home. Posing as an actress was hard work, as every morning she'd be greeted with an extensive schedule of filmings, social parties and whatnot... Despicable. Working for the humans was a disgrace, truly. Forced to stand those smelly, good-for-nothing monkeys with their dirt-filled egos and greed for green paper... Money was a terrible invention. But also quite amusing...
The foolish creatures would kill each other for it, defile one another, complete crush their equal's spirit, drag them into the mud. Julie would be lying if she was to say she didn't enjoy it. Oh no! It was the spectacle of a crumbling era, for sure. As they clawed their way out of a pit they weren't even aware existed.

Sad, sad pitiful humans, destined to die without even knowing it. What a cruel universe this was. Constantly baiting with hope and taking it away at one's darkest hour. How shameful, how exhilarating.

As the cat's blue gaze laid on the city beyond the rooftops, one last time before she kept making her succession of leaps to her home, a blinding, beacon-like light had surged. At first, the sudden income of bright was met with an annoyed hiss. Who dared disturb one's peaceful night stroll with such a horrible, stinging presence?! Wasn't the moonlight that shone down on her enough already?? And then... curiosity. Lowering her ears in caution, the Siamese walked gradually towards the light... Just to have it grow, larger and larger until it encompassed all of London's immediate rooftops and then...

It wasn't night anymore. Or England.

The cat yawned, raising its ears back into a more alert position, and getting up from her curled up pose, took a niiiice pleasant stretch... And then she noticed the ground. Dirt, not the expensive cat bed she had ordered. This was, not home.

"Just where in the world this is?!", she hissed, taking a sudden step back.

This wasn't London! It wasn't even good enough to be considered a city! No tall buildings, no rushed humans coming and going, no cars or streets. Had she, was this a kidnapping?! Had someone decided to kidnap a celebrity's pet and chosen her?
The feline glared at the clearly disadvantaged human in a green shirt with a question mark, her blue gaze filled with hatred:

"You! The fat flash-bag!", her fur stood on end, as Julie hissed each word in irritation, "You have 5 seconds to tell me what you want before I decide to claw your throat open for kidnapping me!"

With an annoyed flick of her tail, the siamese sat down as if waiting for her demands to be met. Despite having seen the others, she had assumed they had all been kidnapped and only addressed the one that seemed to be the mastermind of the whole situation.

 
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Kanna Kamui

Kanna woke up in a world unknown to her. She was probably asleep when she was transported, but for what reason? She lookd around the many people surrounding her, and they seemed to be having fun with themselves. Kanna needs to talk to someone, but has no idea who.

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Illiyasviel Von Einzbern

Psychokiller of Justice
BUFFY THE MAGIKARP
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Buffy was not a normal Magikarp. Buffy was quite advanced for his kind, being the only fish with a ripped body. Life was quite interesting for him, meeting girls, signing autographs, and battling would be owners to keep himself a free Pokemon. He however had some stupid luck today, getting pushed into a Wormhole due to angering another buff Pokemon. Buzzwhole was his name he thought. Regardless, he was paying for it dearly.

Flying through ultraspace, with hardly any oxygen or a way out, he soon was saved by a portal that opened up in front of himself. Buffy was hoping it was somewhere he knew, but unfortunately, he ended up somewhere unknown. It seemed busy, with alot of other out of place people too. A chubby guy with a question mark shirt, followed up with a pine tree cap came to see them. The kid quickly left, but that left him and a few others behind.

He decided to avoid any further issues, he yelled above his lungs, "Quiet!!!"

After getting the other out of place people and whatnot Quiet, he said, "I am terribly sorry for yelling, but I needed attention. We should try to figure out where we are, and fast. Also, if we need to set up an exploration team to find out, I call dibs on being the leader."

He then flexed.
"Unless you all have an issue?"

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Shadman, the Controversy Artist
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Shadman took notice of the inkling trying to reach out for a handshake, he looked down at the short gal and smiled under his mask. He's not that much of a Nintendo fan but anyone that's been in the internet for a while would know who this girl is; it's one of the Squid Sisters! He doesn't really play Splatoon at all since he's more focused on other games and art but he knows this inkling girl, they're pretty big in the internet. Shaddai shrugged his shoulders and decided to shake the lady's hand. He's gonna need friends in this place because he knows how dangerous this mysterious town can be and she isn't a bad start to make friends with. . . He was kind of hoping to be friends with Doomguy instead of a Splatoon character since he thinks that the Doom Marine is more physically capable than her but oh well, he's gonna team up with him soon, might as well entertain the inkling for a while.

"Nice to meet you too, I guess." Shadman said, trying to sound welcoming. "Callie."

"Haha, cool biker getup, dood."

"Thanks, man." He gave that Soos guy a thumbs up with his vacant hand. He never really liked Soos that much in the series, but eh, he's okay.​
 

KnightLight

Epsilo Gamman
Epsilo Gamman

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You look down at the small fuckin human, unsure of how to respond. You’ve never talked to any humans!! You’ve been living in a cave with xveria like a gremlin!!! You’re a gremlin!!

“Uhhh.... I mean I’m Epsilo and... yeah...”

You continue the sentence, mumbling now. Your gruff voice didn’t help clear up what you were saying either.

“.......... I’m gonna... go over here or something...”

You lug your heavy looking, massive body, only a few feet over, still in the shade. You couldn’t go into the shack or follow that tiny... tiny tiny human boy... since the sun was there... so you just awkwardly stand there, looming over everyone else as a giant towering mass of muscle.

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thatguyinthestore

It's Gonna Get Weird
"Woah, Cat Dood, chill out bro." Soos said as he raised his hands defensively, looking down to the sassy kitty. Smiling, he put his hands on his knees and bent forward, his fat little dimples on his cheeks showing from his outstretched grin. "You look like someone who needs a snack! Luckily, I have just the thing for that." Soos said, before reaching into his back pocket and shuffling around a bit. After a good five or so seconds of awkwardly shifting through the various items in his pockets, Soos finally found what he was looking for. "A HA!" He exclaimed, before pulling his hand out. In his hand was a... taco.



Well, more accurately, it was the destroyed and crunched up remnants of a taco. But it was still a taco, nonetheless. "Huh..." Soos muttered as he cupped his hand over his chin, before looking back up to the cat and chuckling. "So, gonna come right out and say it, but I think the taco was destroyed by my butt on the way here. Sorry, dood." Soos said, before unceremoniously dropping the taco's remnants on the ground next to Julie.

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DapperDogman

The Banished One

Isabelle

Before the event

From inside of the town hall the jingle of bells could be heard as a small puppy hurriedly sorted through the gigantic pile of files left on her desk. It was just an average day for the town, the mayor hadn’t shown up for a while so Isabelle was forced to take care of his duties until he came back. Not that she minded of course, she’d do anything to make sure that the town was in tip top shape. The only thing that worried her was just how much work was left for her to sort through. Isabelle had to set up the celebration for the newly made well, make sure that the ordinance was still in effect, help a Villager move out and another move in, and so much more. It took a lot out of the woman, but that’s just life.

“Let’s see.... where’s that form for the Beautiful Town Ordinance? I know it’s somewhere around here....”

The place had gotten a bit messy without the mayor there, but it was quite alright, she could handle it later. There were more important things to worry about now. She looked through every cabinet, folder, and shelf in the building and yet not a single sign of the form could be found. She was just about to finally give in and move onto another problem but finally she found it. On top of a large sturdy wood shelf the ordinance sat waiting for her.

“Ah! There you are, now how exactly am I going to reach you Mr. Ordinance?”

Isabelle eyed the mayor’s chair with a guilty expression on her cartoony face. He wouldn’t mind right? It’s not like she’d break it or anything! She rolled the plush chair over to the shelf and carefully stepped onto it making sure not to fall. The chair creaked and wobbled with every movement but for now it seemed to be fine. Her paws barely reached the top of the shelf but the form was just mere inches from her finger tips. With one final push she finally got it! The form was now in her grasp. Unfortunately, the chair seemed to finally give in. A loud crack could be heard as the chair finally broke. Now with no support she grabbed onto the edge of the shelf for dear life. Now it was the shelf’s turn to fall as it began to lean away from the wall until it fell towards the ground. Isabelle could only close her eyes as she fell with the furniture. It seemed it would be the end for the secretary if it weren’t for fate’s intervention. Before the puppy could be crushed a light blinded her eyes and in less than a second she found herself in a dense forest.

Present

The forest was unlike any she had seen in town. It was dense, musty, and filled with mosquitos, flies, and all other types of bugs. Even in the hot summer there wasn’t usually this many critters. There were more pressing matters to take care of. Among Isabelle there were a multitude of people, all of which were seemingly from a variety of backgrounds and places. They definitely weren’t the cute critters and small humans she was used to but none of them didn’t seem to have been in the fighting tournament Super Smash Brothers either. Isabelle has absolutely no idea why they were all brought together and how. She remembered that for the tournament she at least received a letter explaining everything before getting thrust in, but this was nothing like that.

The dog looking closer through the crowd, noticed a familiar creature. It was Pichu! Though after a bit of quick thinking she soon realized that this definitely wasn’t the Pichu she knew. Disappointed but not surprised, she moved on.

Next she could hear someone introducing themselves to the group. He appeared to be a human male with a somewhat scary skull mask covering his face. He introduced himself to the crowd but his aggressive appearance didn’t make him appear to be all that approachable. Another human went to ask the overweight man where they were and finally a large ant suddenly asked if he was supposed to kill the group.

“Please don’t! We’re all as confused as you but we can’t resort to violence!”

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Confused? K'Thix wasn't confused at all. Just cautious "Confusion is no reason not to defend yourself. For all I know, you could be a hydra in disguise" the ant replied, his eyes studying the dog as his antennae twitched slightly. She didn't smell like death, and there was no trace of anything larger being concealed by an illusion. For now, he wasn't going to randomly attack anyone, but the lack of any indication his eyes deceived him was nice. He crosses his arms as he continues to look around. The large shack ahead seemed like it might contain some information, but it also looked like a store. Shame he didn't have his pack with all his gold, he could probably find something inside of value.

"If this isn't a trap, then what is it exactly?" he asks, glancing back to the dog "Some kind of sanctuary? I've yet to see any monsters or traps"

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SmallPopTart

cool club penguin hack 2008 (WORKING)
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Zacian

My eyes open slowly, letting the light flow in and blind me. My head, it pounds with the same intensity as a human beating their drums and gongs in one of their festivals. A low groan escapes me as I lift my head off of the soft grass. Bit by bit, Solgaleo's radiant beams fade, granting me a clear view of my new surroundings. There are many... many tall trees. Much taller than the trees of the forest Zamazenta and I call home. Behind me is this strange, triangular building, a small one humans would deem a house. The large script on the side reads MYSTERY HACK... no, MYSTERY SHACK. It seems that one of the letters have fallen off, a telltale sign of carelessness. My eyes then fall upon the other, smaller creatures surrounding me. It would appear that humans and other Pokemon are not the only ones among me. I first focus on the more odd creations, such as the skeleton and the small yellow dog on two legs, and the Magikarp with the body of a human... by Grandfather Arceus' name, what is that?

I turn to the green-adorned human with teeth like a Bidoof and a body like a Munchlax. My head tips to the side in simple curiosity. He looks... different from the humans of Galar, as do the rest of the humans surrounding me. It is as if they are not creations of the elders, but rather something... something from another world, as Grandfather Palkia would tell it. I glance around at the clearing again. Even the grass, the trees, the paths feel foreign, far from the beauty of the Galar region or any of the continents Regigigas once carried.

"Your name is... Soos?" I ask the human who seems to know more than the others, gazing down at him with yellow, stern eyes like small suns. "Pray tell, what region does this... 'Gravity Falls' hail from?"

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2Bornot2B

is the important Question
2B

2B woke up on the ground...Forest? Didn't those go extinct ages ago before the first YoRHa expedition... At a closer inspection it was evident that she was no longer in her own world. Luckily she still had her weapons and her Pod.

"Pod, analysis."

"Most of the people surrounding you are not indigenous. They were probably dragged from their own worlds like you were. They appear to pose no harm to you and possess primitive weaponry" It looks in the direction of Shadman.

"That one is introducing itself. Should we reply?"

"Not for now..They may be harmless but we don't know their intentions"

and with that 2B remained quiet. Studying her fellow multiverse companions for any information. She starts moving around when she heard some guy talking about them being in Gravity Falls. That must be where they were. She left a hand on one of the hilts of her swords incase.
Walking past she bumped into some marine guy in armour that was smoking.

"Old world records show that humans would do the act of smoking to look cool and intimidating. Unfortunately this lead to them developing lung Cancer and other problems"

"Sounds kinda stupid to me.." she mutters before moving on quickly.

CZ

The brightness nearly blinded her single eye. Looking up she noticed that she was being surrounded by trees. This was not the glorious tomb of Nazarick! What in the name of Ainz was happening? Looking around she could see a rag tag group of entities... some of which were disgusting humans. Nabe would be pissed.

Reluctantly she moved around. Trying not to make eye contact with everyone. What would she do now to be back in the tomb with Lupis and the rest of the pleiades.
The group seemed to consist of strange entities that would rival even Victim in terms of appearance.

A shack was nearby. Deciding to go to the shack she noticed a few strange things like platforms on wheels and the reek of Human was almost unbearable. In a way she pitied these humans they probably couldn't comprehend any of her magic.

Holding her hand out she tried to make the grass near her invisible... Nothing. Something was wrong.
The door to the shack was slightly ajar and she readied her gun before silently opening the door.

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KnightLight

Epsilo Gamman
Epsilo Gamman
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Through the entire crowd, you notice one, tiny... dog....? You look over the crowd, and wait for her to be close enough before reaching your massive, bulky hand to poke the back of her head to get her attention.

“Uhhh..... h i.... Uhm....”

You mumble again, staring down at the tiny pupper, even though your eyes weren’t visible behind by your bangs. But you were trying to introduce yourself to a being that was... familiar to you. Since your lusus WAS a wolf...

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