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Nightwisher

And don't you dare go hollow....
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The day started like any other, depending on how you lived. Some woke up at 05:00, ready to start your day with a five mile run, while others may have had the luxury of a healthy enough past to sleep in just a while longer and start off with a less than perfectly healthy breakfast. Others had different enough lives that similarities would have to be found deeper than living style. Either way, it was within your normal routine. The day felt just as normal as any other, until 19:00 when everything came to a screeching halt.

The corners of your vision started to blur at first, but quickly deepened to black, slowing encroaching until all you saw was darkness. Maybe your breathing stopped, maybe even your heart -- but just for a moment. When you came to, your vision was still clouded, and all you could hear was the methodic ticking of a grandfather clock. It took a moment for your vision to clear, the blackness that had appeared to swallow you whole fading away. Once it was gone, you could take the time to really absorb your surroundings. You found yourself laying on a black marble floor. It was oddly warm, and so clean that you could see your reflection staring back at you. The walls were covered in dark red paper with an off white floral design, though now more yellow with age. There was no furniture to be found, no paintings on the walls, and oddly enough, no grandfather clock. Though, the sound was very clearly echoing throughout the room.

As you took the time to check your surroundings, you would find that you weren’t alone. More than that, nearly everyone in the room seemed familiar, though you were sure you’d never seen them before. Or perhaps… there were differences in hair color or eye color, maybe even body shape and facial features. But the way they narrowed their eyes as they looked around, the way held themselves, there was something so familiar about their movements. Little ticks here or there that reminded you of, well, yourself. But was that really the important thing to focus on? All of you, for some unknown reason, had appeared here. Maybe it was a dream, maybe it was some kind of sick game, maybe the reason mattered, and maybe it didn’t. You were here, and that was all you knew.

 

PolikShadowbliss

Raptor Shapeshifter
Shilo Ann Saga

Effy Stonem from Skins

She didn't know how it happened, when it happened, or even what is happening but she was feeding when her heart stopped suddenly and now she was here, staring down at the polished floor - so polished she could actually see her reflection (a bit strange still that someone with her Condition would have a reflection). She looked around instinctively for her ring and breathed a sigh of relief when her pale hands come upon it. She looked around and found that she wasn't alone. Or rather, her nose detected them before her eyes did. Rich, warm, pulsating blood! Sweet, delicious! Blood. So much of it in one room! She was lucky her hood hid her eyes because there was bound to be a hungry look to them. But what took Shilo by complete surprise was the fact that despite them clearly looking different, they all, smelled exactly the same. Every single one of them had the same identical smell. Her eyes scanned the enviroments from underneath her hood and blinked when she spotted two no, three, no several virtually identical humans. Possibly even more. What the hell?!

She was the first to speak up. "Okay, what the hell is going on!?"


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Zerulu

Chaotic Neutral
Sh'elo Sargar

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Sh'elo was attending to her normal duties within the Temple, meditating within her quarters. She had been at it for a copious amount of time before she experienced a disturbance in the force, something gripping her, something pulling her. The Jedi tried to resist it, but her mind was too weak to resist whatever powers at play, and eventually she lost sight and consciousness. Sh'elo eventually came to, but she wasn't where she was before, almost like he was transported, but she didn't have time to ponder how as she had to figure out where. The Jedi finally came to her senses and slowly to her feet, before she saw the other people in her company she sensed them, but something was wrong, too wrong, they sensed just like each other, just like herself. She just knocked it down to the force messing with her.

As she finally fully got to her feet and was aware, she ignited her saber, getting into a fight stance, she noticed the other Shilo who was already up, "Who are you, and where are we?" Even though the Jedi was ready to fight, her voice was still calm as ever, not giving a hint of frustration, worry or fear, the saber was more for self-defense.

@Nightwisher @PolikShadowbliss
 

PolikShadowbliss

Raptor Shapeshifter
Shilo Ann Saga


Shilo nearly snarled at the sight of the beam of light and the familiar humming sound of a .... lightsaber!? What the fuck!? Was that a lightsaber!? A real lightsaber! What?! All these thoughts went through Shilo's head all at once but she remained expressionless as she stared at the actual living Jedi of sorts.

"My name is Shilo. Shilo Saga. What is your name..... Jedi??"

All her instincts were screaming at her to get away from the light, the Beast within was panicking but she dwelled it all in. It was light but it wasn't sunlight. Just light. But her being hated light and the light scarred her eyes. Luckily it was hidden by her hood. And something told her that she already knew what her name is going to be. And the thought scared her more than anything.
@Zerulu
@Nightwisher




 

GearBlade654

Elder Member
The FClo "Hairjello"​
Status: Attentive​
Actions: Attempting to Blend In​
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This was not the Force Commander's day.
The Astartes had found himself here out of literally nowhere. His only refuge was his master-crafted foolproof disguise that would see him through the most thorough of searches.
It would protect him against the others today.
It was the finest disguise in all of existence.
It was...



A paper mask of Shilo.
FClo carefully adjusted his mask as he walked on over, remaining silent and awaiting the others to speak. The masterfully disguised Astartes slung his giant hammer over his shoulder, before looking around.

"Somehow here out of nowhere. No suspicion. Must maintain integrity of disguise."
 
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Nightwisher

And don't you dare go hollow....
  • Info

    ~Shilo Saga~
    Location: Unknown
    Inventory: 9 throwing knives (hidden), two katar, a Bowie knife, and a Glock .45
    Power: Light Manipulation
    Stand: Death Valley Queen
    Mood: Steady

    Condition: Healthy
    Interactions: Anne (@PolikShadowbliss) and Sh'elo (@Zerulu)
    Mentions: FClo (@GearBlade654)
    She'd been reading, taking the day slowly. After everything going on, it was nice to have just one slow day. Though, it was only normal that it wouldn't last the entire day. When her vision blurred, OG had set the book aside and waited for it to pass. This sort of thing hadn't happened in a while, so why now? She must have passed out, because when her eyes fluttered open, she was staring up at the ceiling. "Mmmmng," OG moaned, pushing herself up to her knees as she shook her head, trying to clear it. Voices, she could hear voices. "You've got to be fucking kidding me," she murmured as she heard one of them introduce herself. When her vision finally cleared, she pushed herself to her feet, as she looked around the room. There were more people here than she would have thought, and she had an inkling that this was going to be an adventure that she did not want to have. "Shilo Saga, huh?" OG asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "Same here." Her gaze shifted to the other female, finding similarities in her as she did the other. Great, just...great. Her arms fell to her sides "I'm going to take a jab in the dark here, everyone here is me. Or, us..." She wasn't about to start an argument as who the 'real' Shilo was. It didn't fucking matter. "Welcome to Multiverse bullshit. Hope you enjoy your stay." The sarcasm dripped from her words as she turned away from the other Shilos, her eyes flicking to the Force Commander for a second, her eyebrow furrowing as she registered his look before she made her way to the wall to check on the wall paper. Her finger drumming against her leg to the beat of the ticking of the unseen grandfather clock.
 

GearBlade654

Elder Member
The FClo "Hairjello"​
Status: Attentive​
Actions: Attempting to Blend In​
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FClo took stock of what the real Shilo (@Nightwisher) had to say.
"She" did not like that look the real Shilo threw at "her". It was the look of scrutiny. It was the look of suspicion.
Already this little disguise was falling to many, many little bits. At the very least it seemed to be just her who was suspicious.
FClo took a good look around "her". It would seem the disguise held for everyone else. So far there was another Shilo with a lightsaber and yet another who seemed not much different aside from a more alarmed tone. (@Zerulu/@PolikShadowbliss).
Then the disguised Astartes took note of Nymph. Introductions.
There was one tiny problem. Hairjello was mute.
As such, the big Astartes was stuck to simply waving.

Already under suspicion. Possibly original Shilo may be suspicious. Nymph is a concern. Avoid Nymph.
 

Jeremiah

You can't count on anybody
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Not long after everyone began to awaken, so too did Chilo inevitably stir. The saiyan warrior's face screwed up with a groan while she rubbed her throbbing temples through the stained red headband wrapped around them. Willing herself up onto one knee, Chilo forced her eyes open a crack, and was surprised to be met with her own reflection. Squinting to power through her groggy haze, the saiyan grit her teeth and grunted. Why aren't I in my attack ball? was an important question that hit Chilo right off the bat. And upon lifting her head to gaze out across the vast interior of her marble prison, the hair on the back of her neck stood on end, and she leapt to her feet,

"What the-?!" Chilo blurted out in shock, switching on her scouter in a panic. As it came to life, the saiyan began to read the powerlevels of the women standing conscious amongst the unconscious bodies strewn about the floor. Their powerlevels are all in the triple digits! she gasped, One-on-one I could take them down easy, even two-on-one! But the sheer number of them is...staggering! Chilo silently analyzed her unusual predicament while slinking out of sight. Rather, she would attempt to slink out of sight, but with her intimidating height it was only a matter of time before she was noticed contrasting against the vast emptiness of the room. I should be careful not judge any of them at a glance. These earthlings appear to be quite... Chilo paused, looking first to FClo, then to Pegalo while she cautiously stepped around the pegasus, ...diverse.

@Nightwisher @GearBlade654 @Zerulu @PolikShadowbliss @anyoneawake
 

Zerulu

Chaotic Neutral
Just as the other Shilo introduced herself, all of the Jedi's fears were confirmed, everyone here was a Shilo. "You should know my name." Sh'elo shot back at the vampire, she retracted her lightsaber and holstered it again, no one here was a threat... yet. One 'Shilo' in particular stood out to her, she could sense this Shilo wasn't, well, a Shilo. It wasn't surprising either, they appeared to be some sort of bulky soldier with a mask for a face? Strange. More and more Shilo's appeared, a Shilo that seemed to know what was happening, referencing a multiverse of sorts, followed by another Shilo that was awfully casual and, 'flirty.'

Sh'elo wasn't going to let her emotions get the best of her but she can't just disregard all feelings, she'd have to assess the group as time went, it was far too early to judge anyone yet. "I doubt anyone knows what is going on thus far. However, simple deduction leads me to state the obvious. We are all different versions of ourselves that have been brought together for some reason." She said to the Nymph, who asked if they were, 'just chilling.' "However, if anyone knows how we got here, or where here is, I ask you to step forward and explain. I'm sure the rest of us would appreciate it." She was mainly referring to the OG Shilo, who seemed to have a grasp on what was going on.

@Nightwisher @GearBlade654 @PolikShadowbliss
 

QizPizza

Not Quiznos
SHIMOTO

When Shimoto felt her vision going black, her first thought was, no. No. NO. NOT AGAIN. She thought that she was having another memory relapse where she went through the twisted jumble of memories from two people and tried to understand which part belonged to who. Either that or an anxiety attack from some trauma that Shilo or Gabby had. The sudden stop of her heart and breathing didn't put Shimoto to rest, but loss of consciousness didn't give her a choice...

Waking up on the marble floor, to the monotonous ticking, Shimoto was half glad that it wasn't a relapse or anxiety attack, but the unfamiliar floor and the suddent introduction of presences in the room besides herself didn't reassure her either. She got to her feet instantly and tensed up, slightly fearful for some reason, and definitely expecting a fight. As her vision readjusted though...confusion soon filled her mind, mixing with fear and caution. Shimoto took a few steps back until she felt her foot touch a wall. That was good; she now had a view of the whole room...and she honestly wished she hadn't.

The room was filled with other girls(?), all in their early twenties and unnervingly similar in appearance. There was just something about their faces that all seemed to be uniform ever so slightly that you could mistake one for the other if you hadn't seen them for a week. Shimoto was good at remembering faces, but this was just stupid. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared in her vision, immediately drawing Shimoto's attention and prompting her to create two hardlight daggers in her hands. Well...dagger was a bit of a generous term-they were more like an elliptical cylinder with a beveled pane of hardlight at the end. They were crude, nothing like those that Gabby could make without even breaking a sweat, but they were still weapons she always had access to.

In her corner, Shimoto listened in on a few of the conversations, and immediately she picked up the name "Shilo Saga". What the hell? Shilo? There was no way a Shilo could be out there, much less two of them if Shilo made up one half of Shimoto. Then again...Gabrielle knew about all these multiverse shenanigans...multiple versions...of Shilo? Something in lingering from both Gabby's and Shilo's instincts told Shimoto that this was not something that they wanted to deal with, but here she was, in a room filled with all these versions of Shilo.

Shimoto took in a breath and introduced herself, her voice feeling unnatural in her own throat, "I am Shimoto and when are we going to start figuring out how to bust out of this place?"
 

thatguyinthestore

You're Still Our One-Up Boy!

It had been an ordinary day for Shoelo Saga. She was a woman of principle, after all, and that principle involved sticking to a very, VERY strict schedule. It was almost necessary for her to do this. Like how most humans brushed their teeth or fed their dogs every morning, Shoelo would wait. Wait on her insides to be stretched out, literally speaking. All she needed was a foot inside of her that she could call her own... and one that preferably was NOT 'ole Borys. The last time he was inside of her, by god, that Boyle almost stretched her out to the point of breaking! It was a disaster, on all accounts, really. Luckily, she was a strong shoe, and ever since she lost her partner... there she'd been. Gathering dust in the closet. At least she had him to keep her company.



Frank Boots was his name. God, he was such a charmer. Shoelo watched him from her corner every day, getting put on by Borys. She would feel sorry for him, had he not been so... alluring. Allegedly, he had come from Vietnam himself, right outside of a sweatshop. Allegedly, he was also made by some guy named Frank... which probably explained the name. Ever since he had arrived, he had been mostly quiet and reserved, mostly keeping to himself. It made sense, to be fair. A fine piece of leather like him wouldn't waste a day on her dainty cotton...

As I said earlier, it was like any other day for Shoelo. She was imaging Frank Boots, imagining him and her as a pair, worn on the same pair of feet. Such a concept was so... unorthodox, hell it was downright blasphemy by shoe law, but that very thought tied her knots in ways that Borys never could. And yet... as she imagined, she found herself dozing off! But she hadn't even gotten to the best part of her fantasy yet! Her thoughts were for naught, however, as the more she struggled against this overwhelming drowsiness, the more she succumbed to it. And before she could even double knot herself for protection...

She was out.


Shoelo awoke in the strange room among... humans!? And a lot of them, too! Her first instinct was to hide. After all, she couldn't be seen among them. However, as she looked, she noticed that they were all wearing shoes! Hmph! Unfair! All those shoes get to have all the fun while she was off to the side, rotting like she was some pair of V-Straps! Well, Shoelo would put up with this torment no longer! With a huff of determination, she bounced on over to the group at large, her laces bouncing with every movement. Once she finally reached her destination, she was taken aback by their names. Shilo? Sh'elo? Chilo? These... these were just cheap knock-offs of her own name! With nothing more than a growl, she stomped against the ground to get everyone's attention, and then promptly raising herself up, kicking OG Shilo in the knee!



"Excuse me! Yeah, hi! I wanna know just what the FUCK you people are doing, ripping off my name AND my likeness! Why, I wouldn't doubt if you're just dumb Sketchers!" She shouted with a huff, demanding respect from these bigger human creatures.

@Nightwisher @GearBlade654 @Zerulu @QizPizza @Jeremiah @PolikShadowbliss
 

PolikShadowbliss

Raptor Shapeshifter
Shilo Ann Saga

Ann's mouth grew slack as everyone made their introductions and her fears and speculations were confirmed, they were all verisons of her. We are all different verisons of ourselves. All except one. Her eyes, hidden as they were underneath her hood, darted toward the marine with the Shilo mask. He wasn't anything like the other Shilo. She sniffed a bit, and noticed several distinct smells among the familiar smells. Especially around the girl who winked at her and wondered if everyone was just chilling, Nymph and the smell she got, definitely confirmed that name - there were a lot of .... juices coming off her. But all this blood was starting to make her hungry, and the Beast within writhed and screamed, but she reigned it in with difficulty. She didn't say anything as she observed the rest of the Shilos, specifically OG and the Not-Shilo. OG looked as if she didn't want to be here and Not-Shilo was just lumbering around. Almost immediately, her hunter's instinct took over and she was thinking of ways she could subdue and feed on all the shilos. She pushed out of her mind. Her predator's eyes scanned the Shilos until she came across a .... Pegasus. She blinked numbly, her stoic expression lacking for just a moment, and just continued blinking and then continued on her way.

"Excuse me! Yeah, hi! I wanna know just what the FUCK you people are doing, ripping off my name AND my likeness! Why, I wouldn't doubt if you're just dumb Sketchers!"

Came a high pitched and annoying shout from...... a shoe.... it was a shoe .... a FUCKING SHOE! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!? She gave a loud exclaimation at the sight of the talking shoe and jumped back a bit, nearly but not quite floating away from it.

"Okay! The multiverse bullshit is at least understandable! But I draw the line at a TALKING BLOODY SHOE! Yep, I'm in some sort of mind trap." It occured to Ann that she was talking too much and that it might be annoying the others so she shut up. She then turned to OG. Something about her felt more real than the others. Like a solid mass amongst liquid. And since she had knowlege of the Multiverse. "I am going under the assumbtion that you have no idea what is going on either but you seemed to have knowlege that rest of us don't have so ....." She fell into silence the moment she read OG's mood, and she really didn't want to be here anymore. She wasn't a mind reader but she was good at reading people. Being a.... vampire has it's perks. And so far no one knew what was going on any more than she did so she dropped the topic. She then turned to the fake Shilo and decided then to humor the poor bastard. "So Shilo Number 7, what do you think is going on?" She kept her face expressionless as she sized him up. That Hammer might be a problem but it did seem like a convential weapon, so while it may hurt it probably won't injure her. A surprise attack to the neck will easily bring fake shilo down. As a matter of fact, she can probably take all these Shilos down. With maybe one or two actually putting up a fight. Not that she wanted to, she had feed recently, but eventually she was going to need blood.

@thatguyinthestore
@Nightwisher
@GearBlade654
 

GearBlade654

Elder Member
The FClo "Hairjello"​
Status: Slight Panic​
Actions: Remaining Cool, Calculating​
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FClo took note of Chilo (@Jeremiah) and Shimoto(@QizPizza). The Astartes did not register either as a threat-well, until Shimoto readied her hardlight daggers. FClo took note of that, and just, looked around in hopes of trying to find a way out.
Then Shoelo appeared and demanded who the others were.
Only one word raced in the disguised Astartes' head.
WHAT.
The FClo stared at Shoelo (@thatguyinthestore) and just... shook his head in disbelief. What was this?! A talking shoe?!
FClo asked himself what he just witnessed. Did... did he spend too long in the Eye of Terror? Was he even sane?
The fake Shilo just... sighed.
"So Shilo Number 7, what do you think is going on?" (@PolikShadowbliss)
Oh no.
Hairjello briefly panicked in his head before collecting himself. He had to prove that he was a Shilo.
Well, he didn't know what happened.
So the FClo just shrugged. He threw his hands up in a "I don't even know" manner.

New others like Shilo. Two Shilos seem mostly normal save for one with odd armor. Another is a Shoe. Must test self for sanity after seeing that. Other seemingly normal Shilo may have caught on to disguise. Must be careful.
 
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PolikShadowbliss

Raptor Shapeshifter
Shilo Ann Saga

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All she got for her talk was a simple shrug. Shilo didn't know what to think of the man in a Shilo mask. Was he a buffoon? He didn't seem like a buffoon and he seemed mostly harmless. She decided to put him on her undetermined, undecided list for now.
"Figured as much," she said, silently to herself, listening to the tocks of the grandfather clock. Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock. She wondered what it meant. Perhaps that was a clue, or perhaps, it was one big mindfuck. If it was then they were all screwed. Screwed in more ways than one.

But she had questions.

1. If the Multiverse does exist, why target a specific individual in that Multiverse? Why Shilo Saga, why her?
2. If they were targeting Shilos, how and why was the big man here?
3. What is this place?


She looked around and noticed that not everyone has gathered their bearings just yet so she did what any sensible person would do ---- scream and yell for help! ---- looked around for a door. She felt an unusual calm befell her as she looked around, perhaps it was the Beast calming her down or even her own soul.

 

darkred

Hmmmm
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Abilhie Saga

The eco-fueled Abilhe walked through the streets of Haven City, a small skateboard fueled with blue eco, the eco of speed underneath as she took it through the dangerous streets of Haven City. Krimzon guards, the like. Just a bunch of annoyances in her world. The usual.

Until now...

She found herself landing on a very cold metal floor.

"Well, fuck... This day just got weirder"

She looked through the crowd, eco fitted weapon and small eco fueled hoverboard on her back.

She looked around, noticing anyone from a long haired stranger to a ... SHOE? What even brought a Sho-

"Fuck it, never mind *sighs*"

A crackle of something flickered out of her hand as she was bored and played with it.

"What's even going on?! And why does everyone suddenly sound like me?"

@Nightwisher @PolikShadowbliss @GearBlade654 @Zerulu GearBlade654 @QizPizza @Jeremiah
 

Alpha007

"War is hell, and I'm the Devil!"
Suki Shilo Saga
Suki blinked slowly, wincing as her eyes adjusted to light that was anything other than the dim darkness of the Underground. The Boss Monster got to her paws, and dusted her kimono off. Everyone around her seemed Human.....somewhat. And with the exception of an idiot with a paper mask, everyone sounded like she used to, before her voice was cut thin. She was one of the more outrageous Shilos, looking more like a goat than anything, aside from her fangs and paws. Before she figured out what was going on, she tried to remember what she was doing beforehand......

The Boss Monster was patrolling her newfound home, making sure no humans had decided to follow them in. The cave she looked in was dark, much worse than the usual grim lack of sunlight that troubled their recent construction efforts. As she moved further within, she discovered that she could no longer see, and not even the aid of a magical fire remedied the problem. She found she stopped breathing....until now.

Now she was surrounded by humans, the vile beings that had robbed her of everything she knew and loved. The Boss Monster stayed quiet. No monster had bested a human yet, and alone against everyone.....grim odds indeed. However....she noticed they all seemed similar to her. They all sounded like her, before certain events happened, and even a few acted like she would in this scenario, lashing out.

The Boss Monster looked around and sighed, crossing her arms. She decided not to waste her time speaking, or straining herself, and instead focused on the weird wallpaper and the tick-tocking of a clock in the area.


@Nightwisher @darkred @PolikShadowbliss @GearBlade654 @Zerulu @QizPizza @thatguyinthestore @Jeremiah
 

FoolsErin

Gee, it's swell to finally meet her OTHER FRIENDS!

Pink "Shilo" Sapphire
Sapphire scooped the tiny bird off the forest floor and slowly levitated up to the nest from where it had fallen. The chick peeped and pecked as the pair ascended, the gem more focused on her task then the pain the chick's nibbling brought her. Eventually Sapphire was level with the nest, and she gently returned the bird back into it's home, noting for a second how it's feathers seemed a touch more pinkish and its eyes shone a tad more jewel-like than it's siblings before quickly descending. A whisper of a smile danced on her lips as she watched the baby birds reunited before she adjusted her quiver slightly and continued onwards deeper into the forest. She let out a sigh of contentment as she continued onwards. Her physical form didn't have the lungs--not that she particularly desired any--to enjoy the forest's fresh air, but the sight of the trees towering above her at varying heights allowed her to imagine that she could for just a moment. Her walk through the forest became slowly less enjoyable however when she noted the fact her vision seemed to be....blurring? Rubbing her eye a little with the hand free from her bow, she blinked a few times, assuming it wasn't much for worry. Unfortunately, it seemed to be the opposite of that. With every blink of her eye, the blurring seemed to get worse, going from a simple out of focus gaze to one being kissed with black. She rubbed her eye a few times, gave her head a good shake, but all was to no avail. Everything melted to black, the gem collapsing into the abyss.

A sapphire gemstone with a pink hue sat on the well-polished marble floor. It stuck out like a sore thumb in the otherwise monotone colored room, not even touching on the quiver and bow that haphazardly lay next to it. For the first couple minutes in the unusual room, it lay silent and still, but as the elf-eared one asked what was going on, the gemstone began to glow. Sparkling, it rose up slowly, before the shape of a small woman-like figure formed around it. The sparkling light cleared, leaving a mostly pink-colored figure with the gemstone in her arm. With her physical form restored, Sapphire looked around in a panic, continuing the action she'd been in the middle of before fading into blackness. She blinked her eye a few times before exhaling slowly, realizing the shadows were no longer crawling in her vision. The gem immediately tensed back up however, when she saw that the room was filled with possibly-hostiles that were complete and udder strangers to her. She began to reach for her bow and one of the arrows that had half-slid out of her quiver before her future vision caused her to softly gasp. "We're....one and the same...from different universes..." She muttered, stopping her reach for the weapons to instead look around the room. Even though she hadn't been reformed yet for some of the introductions, Sapphire saw them in the near future ahead eventually telling her their names. Grabbing her quiver to gently hang over her shoulders like she usually did, and gently gripping her bow with one hand, the gem made a lap around the room. "Shilo Ann Saga. Shilo Saga. Shilo "Nymph" Saga. Sh'elo Sargar. Shimoto. Abilhie Saga. Suki Shilo Saga. Chilo. Shoelo Saga." She stated clear as day, pointing to the respective people with each name, giving a small nod in greeting to each of them. When she came to the more armored figure, she frowned slightly, then continued, "...FClo..." As she finished her round around the room, the gem quickly explained herself, knowing that randomly blurting out someone's name with no explanation as to how it was known didn't have great results. "I am a Sapphire, a type of gem with future vision. I foresaw you all introducing yourselves, so that's how I know your names. I'll give our still slumbering friends a chance to come to. I don't think waking up to a room of strangers who somehow know your name is the most calming thing in the world." Sapphire stated, before pointing to herself. "Most called me Sapphire, some called me Pink Sapphire...."

"...But I prefer to go by Shilo. Of course, considering Shilo is the name of a lot of us, Sapphire is fine." She curtsied politely, smiling faintly at the group. The gem then quickly frowned, looking up at the ceiling. "Unfortunately your names and your introductions is about all I can see in the future. It's as if some force is blocking my future vision from seeing beyond a certain point..." She mumbled, sighing slightly.

@Nightwisher @Zerulu @Alpha007 @darkred @PolikShadowbliss @GearBlade654 @thatguyinthestore @QizPizza @Jeremiah

(i'll change the post if you think the future vision allowing her to see their names is too meta-gamey)
 
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Pegalo

Pegalo was doing her daily routine of watching very unfunny videos and harassing random people to watch said videos. She did not care if it was annoying. Suddenly her vision became cloudy and her vision began to darken.
“FUCK! NO! I’M TRYING TO WATCH EL CAMINO!”
She knew this had to be the doing of one of her greatest enemies. Thatpegainthestore. Her other greatest enemy was Pega-Nara, but Thatpegainthestore always threatened to spoil el Camino for her. As she finally began to wake up she looked around seeing all the strange yet familiar faces. She hated all of them already. She pulled out her phone that she somehow was able to hold with hooves and walked over to the closest person. This person looked very judgmental and seemed like they would even make a list of people she hated. She was perfect. Pegalo went over to this person and began to poke her with her hoof and shoved her phone in her face.
“HEY! Have you seen the Breaking Bad movie el Camino?”

@Nightwisher
 
Benedict-Lo

Benedict Looked up as she found herself on a warm marble floor, “Ah....Time to start the day. Indeed.” She said as she leaned over to her totally not a penguin companion Josh-Lo, “Ah...Judge judge judge.” Benedict said to Josh, “Honk” Josh honked as she stood up and helped up Benedict, “Ah ah ah Josh, Your hair is....not perfect, judge.” She said before pulling out a can of hairspray and dousing Josh with it, before spraying some on her own luscious locks. “Ah...Josh, look, our fellow....compatriots, time to Judge.” Benedict said as she pulled out her megaphone, “AH! GREETINGS FELLOW ME’S! JUDGE JUDGE JUDGE!” Benedict stated as Josh secretly wrote down everything wrong she could see with everyone.

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Jeremiah

You can't count on anybody

Pink "Shilo" Sapphire
Sapphire scooped the tiny bird off the forest floor and slowly levitated up to the nest from where it had fallen. The chick peeped and pecked as the pair ascended, the gem more focused on her task then the pain the chick's nibbling brought her. Eventually Sapphire was level with the nest, and she gently returned the bird back into it's home, noting for a second how it's feathers seemed a touch more pinkish and its eyes shone a tad more jewel-like than it's siblings before quickly descending. A whisper of a smile danced on her lips as she watched the baby birds reunited before she adjusted her quiver slightly and continued onwards deeper into the forest. She let out a sigh of contentment as she continued onwards. Her physical form didn't have the lungs--not that she particularly desired any--to enjoy the forest's fresh air, but the sight of the trees towering above her at varying heights allowed her to imagine that she could for just a moment. Her walk through the forest became slowly less enjoyable however when she noted the fact her vision seemed to be....blurring? Rubbing her eye a little with the hand free from her bow, she blinked a few times, assuming it wasn't much for worry. Unfortunately, it seemed to be the opposite of that. With every blink of her eye, the blurring seemed to get worse, going from a simple out of focus gaze to one being kissed with black. She rubbed her eye a few times, gave her head a good shake, but all was to no avail. Everything melted to black, the gem collapsing into the abyss.

A sapphire gemstone with a pink hue sat on the well-polished marble floor. It stuck out like a sore thumb in the otherwise monotone colored room, not even touching on the quiver and bow that haphazardly lay next to it. For the first couple minutes in the unusual room, it lay silent and still, but as the elf-eared one asked what was going on, the gemstone began to glow. Sparkling, it rose up slowly, before the shape of a small woman-like figure formed around it. The sparkling light cleared, leaving a mostly pink-colored figure with the gemstone in her arm. With her physical form restored, Sapphire looked around in a panic, continuing the action she'd been in the middle of before fading into blackness. She blinked her eye a few times before exhaling slowly, realizing the shadows were no longer crawling in her vision. The gem immediately tensed back up however, when she saw that the room was filled with possibly-hostiles that were complete and udder strangers to her. She began to reach for her bow and one of the arrows that had half-slid out of her quiver before her future vision caused her to softly gasp. "We're....one and the same...from different universes..." She muttered, stopping her reach for the weapons to instead look around the room. Even though she hadn't been reformed yet for some of the introductions, Sapphire saw them in the near future ahead eventually telling her their names. Grabbing her quiver to gently hang over her shoulders like she usually did, and gently gripping her bow with one hand, the gem made a lap around the room. "Shilo Ann Saga. Shilo Saga. Shilo "Nymph" Saga. Sh'elo Sargar. Shimoto. Abilhie Saga. Suki Shilo Saga. Chilo. Shoelo Saga." She stated clear as day, pointing to the respective people with each name, giving a small nod in greeting to each of them. When she came to the more armored figure, she frowned slightly, then continued, "...FClo..." As she finished her round around the room, the gem quickly explained herself, knowing that randomly blurting out someone's name with no explanation as to how it was known didn't have great results. "I am a Sapphire, a type of gem with future vision. I foresaw you all introducing yourselves, so that's how I know your names. I'll give our still slumbering friends a chance to come to. I don't think waking up to a room of strangers who somehow know your name is the most calming thing in the world." Sapphire stated, before pointing to herself. "Most called me Sapphire, some called me Pink Sapphire...."

"...But I prefer to go by Shilo. Of course, considering Shilo is the name of a lot of us, Sapphire is fine." She curtsied politely, smiling faintly at the group. The gem then quickly frowned, looking up at the ceiling. "Unfortunately your names and your introductions is about all I can see in the future. It's as if some force is blocking my future vision from seeing beyond a certain point..." She mumbled, sighing slightly.

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(i'll change the post if you think the future vision allowing her to see their names is too meta-gamey)
Hiding her apprehension beneath her steely, analytical gaze, Chilo watched in awe as an innocuous gemstone erupted with energy. Even curioser still, it manifested into a woman. Eyebrows digging into the bridge of her nose, Chilo tuned her scouter to scan the being more closely. Hrm...that gem appears to be this earthling's core. But how can it generate enough energy for a physical form with such a low powerlevel? the saiyan pondered, stroking her chin,



...!! What?! Her powerlevel just spiked exponentially! Chilo grunted, and in her mind she was assaulted by a flurry of extrasensory sights and sounds; all visions of death and destruction. Looking upon Sapphire, the saiyan warrior's eyes flung wide open from the shock of her sudden epiphany, "You're...like me," she murmured, pointing directly at Sapphire, "You can sense it too, can't you?" Chilo cracked a smile in her utter disbelief. This one is no mere earthling...she possesses the curse of divination as I do!

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SheepKing

Ruler of sleep and wool
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Pretty Puppy Shilo Saga
Current Form: Non-magical
Magical Puppy Levels: 50/100

Ignoring her double life as a magical girl, as a dog there wasn't all that much to do. She could beg strangers for scraps of their food, snap at other animals who got too close for her liking, or find a nice place to sleep. Pretty Puppy Shilo Saga at this moment in time chose the last of the possible options. It'd been a long day of preforming so called "good deeds" for those in need of her and the canine deserved a quick rest. She found a relatively comfortable stack of cardboard and newspapers practically beckoning for the dog to lay her fluffy little behind on it. Pretty Puppy wasn't one to refuse an offer as great as that so she happily obliged with a quick hop onto the waiting pile of trash. As her eyes began to relax she suddenly felt a peculiar sense of wrongness. It was odd because the girl didn't even know how to describe the feeling. As far as she could tell there weren't any nearby threats or anything like that. It almost felt internal. No matter what she did Pretty Puppy could't determine what it was and as she gave on on her search, the dog finally entered a deep sleep.

When she finally arose from slumber the last thing Pretty Puppy would have ever expected would be ending up in a place like this. Sure there were the usual pounds and animal control cars but this was completely different from any of that sort of stuff. For one she was cramped up with ugh, humans. Well, not just humans, there for some reason appeared to be a loudly screeching shoe and some sort of heavily deformed horse among the crowd of weirdos. One thing did particularly stick out to the dog, they all smelled exactly the same. For Pretty Puppy this was a near unheard of concept. Even identical twins usually had a distinct enough scent from each other where she'd be able to tell them apart. These people however, if she hadn't been able to use her eyes then the poor girl would have had no way to tell any of them apart in the slightest. It was time to investigate and get down to the bottom of this. Looking at herself Pretty Puppy soon realized that her usual frilly dress was no where to be seen. This wasn't unexpected of course, being in that form did drain a lot of energy out of her after all. Unfortunately she still hadn't fully recovered all of the spent power, making her unable to transform. To make matters worse Pretty Puppy wouldn't even be able to communicate with the others until she got her strength back. As unfavorable as these circumstances were Pretty Puppy couldn't just sit there and mope about it so, getting up from the ground she decided to begin her investigation with one of the strangest beings in there. The one who smelled the least similar to any of them. They were in big hulking armor with a paper mask unceremoniously tapped to their face. Hoping to gather Intel Pretty Puppy cautiously strode to where the person stood and began to closely examine them under a watchful beady eye.

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Nightwisher

And don't you dare go hollow....
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    ~Shilo Saga~
    Location: Unknown
    Inventory: 9 throwing knives (hidden), two katar, a Bowie knife, and a Glock .45
    Power: Light Manipulation
    Stand: Death Valley Queen
    Mood: Steady

    Condition: Healthy
    Interactions: Ann (@PolikShadowbliss), FClo (@GearBlade654), Pink (@FoolsErin), Pegalo (@Sayo-Nara), Benedict-Lo (@Benedict Cucumberpatch)
    Mentions: Chilo (@Jeremiah), Shoelo (@thatguyinthestore), and Pretty Puppy (@SheepKing)
    OG found nothing strange with the walls as she walked around the room, listening to the conversations going on around her. Her index finger continued to tap to the ticking of the unseen grandfather clock. The room was completely seamless, no windows and no doors. Finally, she turned away from the walls when someone addressed her directly. “Yes, that would appear to be a correct assumption,” OG stated, her gaze flicking to Sh’elo for a moment. Her comment about someone stepping forward hadn’t gone unheard. The raven haired woman let out a silent sigh as Ann turned her attention away from her and to FClo. Though, her teal eyes stayed on Ann. “Don’t,” OG warned the vampire. “She won’t go down as easily as you think.” No, the assassin couldn’t read the other’s mind, but she knew the look of a planned attack well enough. After all, it was her look. “We have a group of people like her back on my world. Some of the few I wouldn’t dare fuck with.” the Team 73 Leader’s gaze flicked up to meet FClo’s behind the mask, giving ‘her’ an approving nod.

    Then a voice cut through the chatter and OG's gaze fell upon a shoe. The raven haired assassin stared for a long moment, unblinking. She just stared as the reality of this set in. There was a shoe, with raven black hair, in existence just right there in front of her. And she was going to have to accept that reality as fact and move on. A brain aneurysm would have been a mercy in this moment. As everyone else reacted to the shoe with different versions of 'fuck this' OG felt the tiniest bit of comradery with this group of herself. Though it was short lived.

    Before OG could say more on the matter, some pink Shilo went around the room forgoing introduction by just listing of the names of all the Shilos that were already awake. Well, alright then. “To keep things simple, you can call me Evan,” OG stated, looking around the room. It wasn’t big, she didn’t have to talk particularly loud to make sure everyone had heard her. She opened her mouth to say something else only to hear the clopping of hooves against the floor. OG turned her head just in time to step back away from the poking, her eyes narrowing in annoyance. “Don’t fucking touch me,” she warned, her tone dripping with a deadly warning. She didn’t care if this pegasus was a version of her -- though a version of her she already desperately wanted to kill -- touch was still something that could get any one of these Shilos killed. “What the fuck is Break- No, shut up.” OG turned her attention back onto the room, though after a second gave the pegasus a sidelong glance to make sure she wasn’t going to keep bothering her.

    The annoyances only kept coming as some strange version of her pulled out a mega phone and started yelling the word “judge” at everyone. Without hesitation, OG pulled a throwing knife from her belt and threw it at the megaphone, slicing through the plastic and rendering the thing useless. “Shut the fuck up.” the assassin growled. More and more of the Shilos awoke, making the room seem significantly smaller than it already was. OG was tense, and getting more annoyed by the second.
 

Caffeine Freak

forever thirsty

YOSHILOKAGE KAGA

The day had begun just as anyone else's day would have begun. Like a baby, Yoshilokage Kaga woke up at 7:30AM without any fatigue or stress, and naturally had made sure to get at least eight hours of sleep. After a few minutes of stretches and a mug of decaffeinated coffee, he got dressed into his regular business attire ready for his day job as a salesman that began at 9:00AM. With an hour to spare before work, Yoshilokage switched on the TV and did not watch the World News, as he did not wish to trouble himself with current affairs that could affect his stress levels and keep him from sleeping at night. Two voicemail messages had been left on his landline from Andrew Kaloh, both of which Yoshilokage listened to in full before ringing back and politely declining Kaloh's offer. He ate a breakfast of three hundred calories, and left thirty minutes before his work day started. Since his job was only a twenty minute walk away, Yoshilokage did not drive to work, but instead relished the exercise.

However, it was after Yoshilokage had already clocked out and was on his way home that the strangest of sensations overcame him. His vision began to blur. At first Yoshilokage concluded it was something in his eye, but as it became increasingly more difficult to see as his vision became more and more clouded, he stopped in his tracks. Just as he was debating calling his optometrist, Yoshilokage was suddenly freefalling as the darkness around him closed in, his scream was swallowed up with him as he promptly vanished from Morioh.

After what was either a moment or eternity, the darkness around Yoshilokage dissipated, and he found himself face to face with his own reflection in a black marble floor. It seemed he was not alone, but rather the room he was inexplicably placed in was populated with an assortment of strangely familiar looking figures. There was talking around him. Mentions of the name 'Shilo', a 'multiverse', a 'Breaking Bad movie', the pieces were slowly starting to come together and Yoshilokage became acutely aware that he would not be sleeping soundly tonight.

After getting to his feet and dusting off the shoulders of his jacket, Yoshilokage took a moment to observe these familiar figures closer. It seemed his suspicion was confirmed, that these people were indeed alternate versions of himself. Interestingly most of these doppelgangers were female, with perhaps one inadvertently obvious exception. There was only one clear solution to this problem, and that was for Yoshilokage to kill every last one of them so that he would not be troubled by concepts like existentialism. As he was about to release his power, however, the thought occurred to Yoshilokage that he had no idea how to escape from wherever he was now, and that it would perhaps be a better move to eliminate them after they find the way out.
 
Pegalo

Pegalo was very angry. How dare this person not only refuse to watch the video she had on her phone. To make matters worse they didn’t even know what Breaking Bad was.
“Dude! What the fuck! You’re a fucking dick!”
Pegalo walked away very angrily as she mumbled to herself about how much of a degenerate Shilo was. That’s when she had the idea.
“I’m going to throw a Halloween party and invite everyone except that dick!”
She patted herself on the back at her very amazing and very epic plan.

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Zerulu

Chaotic Neutral
Sh’elo stepped back as more of her, errrr, ‘kind’? Stepped forward and introduced themselves, she needed time to meditate and think, thinking was what she was best at. However, not everyone was so slow to violent actions as herself, as to her dismay, the OG Shilo threw a knife at the megaphone of another Shilo, instantly snapping her out of her meditation she ignited her Saber, more of a warning. “Violence will lead us to a quick death. We have to work together, and that means working and putting up with each other’s bad qualities, including a megaphone.” She glared at the OG Shilo as she used the force to grab the knife, offering it back to her as he saber was still ignited. “I don’t think we will encounter anymore hostilities. Will we, Shilo?” She tilted her head as she asked the OG, before stepping a bit back from her to continue thinking. “Oh, and if we need nicknames, call me... Jedi.”

Sh’elo holstered her saber once again, hopining she didn’t have to use it so soon again. As she started to concentrate all she could focus on was the clock, the clock just kept getting louder and louder, “The clock. We have to figure out why it’s getting louder, as obviously there isn’t a clock here to make the noise, so what is making the noise?”

The Jedi raised the very question she pondered on to the rest of the group, maybe an outside point of view would help. Maybe.

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