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[Jagson]

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The Dark Fairy Thepotatogod Xen6n

Triston blinked as the bolt and Vega's sky disappeared showing a black starless sky. Coughing up bloody mucus. He felt his strength return. "Hades you there." He said as he stood up. Looking around he saw many people appear out of thin air. It was many different races.

"I'm here." His mental roommate said. "This isn't Vega. Where's that bastard Dyer" Triston simply shrugs as his he coughs up more blood. Looking around he notices that the area they were at was filled with different biomes. To his left looked like a forest that spanned for miles. And to the north looked like a blizzard struck completely a snow wonderland that expanded for miles. To his right was a desert and the south was a sea.
"This is..... different." He said.

"Welcome contestants." A voice said. Tristan looked up as what looked like a blue skinned midget wearing a checkard cape and masquerade mask. "To the Arena." Invisible voices screamed and cheered like football stadium audience. "You have all been gathered from across the multiverse to participate in the tournament of champions." He said. "The winner will be given a wish."

"OH we're here?" Hades said. "My Great Uncle participated in it during his time." He chuckled in Tristan's head

"If you are knocked out are otherwise unable to battle you will be eliminated and sent back to the exact moment you were taken from." The game master let out a breath. "You will engage in a battle royal until sixteen of you are are left. Begin." He disappeared.

 

[The Dark Fairy]

Lilian was laying back in the seat of a small ship, more the size of an escape pod than a respectable vessel of travel. She ideally played with a small metal scrap in one hand as she laid her other hand on the navigation. She was bloody bored and was seeking something to do. She rested her eyes on a nearby universe, but a pinprick in her front window, choosing it, she gently pointed the ship in that direction, looking for a good flow way to get there. She then started falling as her chair vanished.

Lilian landed on her feet, the ground around her trembling by the sudden impact, making a crater in the ground a little under eight and a half meters across as the ground gave way beneath her. She listened to the voice from the sky, a blue-skinned man wearing a ridiculous outfit. She listened to the voice and was immediately intrigued, a competition against others, with the prize of a wish? She had heard of this, has happened a few times in her life, though she had never been in the games herself. She ideally tried to figure out who was even still around and who could still run these games after the war. They were clearly not going easy on the summoning.

Climbing out of the crater she had found herself in, she eyed the other people in the fight. While she did tend to be the most powerful person in the room, she could never have claimed to be the most powerful being out there, and it was not unreasonable to think that the others were similar to her in power. She placed her hand on her knife, waiting for anyone to move, though not acting, knowing that others might hesitate to fight her due to her appearance. Maybe.

 

[darkred]

Jak and Daxter
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Jak and Daxter were continuing to enjoy what they could call a hero's retirement only to find themselves drawn into a new world.

Daxter was holding a beer and it fell to the ground, as the ottsel had a bug zapper with something in it as well as a mixture bug killer, flamethrower and more.

"Jak, I think we aren't in Kras anymore."

Jak grinned and pulled Daxter and the pulled glass up and pulled out his Morph gun, instantly on guard.

"Where the HECK are we? And what death tournament!

Jak muttered "Quiet, Dax. I don't know what the hell we got into but it doesn't look good."

The Dark Fairy Jagson ​

 

[Jagson]

Triston looked around as the a area erupted into chaos. "Triston.... Tell me you have a weapon on us?" Hades asked. Triston shook his head. His eyes went to a young man and... he wanted to say a muskrat. He then looked at a little girl. Why would there be a little girl in some battle roya??

"No some one went berserk and dropped all of them." He said before jogging towards the forest. "We are exposed. We need a defense...." His words were cut off as a man with the head of a donkey slammed into him. "Infidel." It said pulling out a curved knife. "Perish underneath the four gods."

Triston looked around before letting out a breath as he raised his fists. "Bring it ass." He rushed towards the donkey man before punching it's stomach.

 

[kevin]

Wanda was in her room one second and the next she found herself in some type of arena. She looked around confused at the others while listening to what the little blue man had to say. She was interested in participating because of the winning prize. She snapped her fingers and her causal clothing changed to her Scarlet Witch outfit. Looking around she prepared herself for what might come next.

 

[Xen6n]

Stephen would be currently battling Cyrus Black, who at the time was using the Infernal Ichor of Ish'lzog, to mind control every sentient being in a town in Germany and was planning to take over the planet by not only mind controlling every organic life but also inorganic matter, so they would have total domination. But Doctor Strange and the Defenders would stop him and now attempt to harmlessly drive the mind control humans away without hurting them as Doctor Strange neutralizes Cyrus.

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As Doctor Strange forcefully removed the Ichor from Cyrus' body and bound him in the Manacles of Mokarr. He felt something wrong was about to happen when in the blink of an eye, he was now in some arena with people didn't recognize. Upon hearing what the blue-skinned midget announced, he began to get cautious. Obviously, he was with others that would want that prize for themselves and he guessed most wouldn't mind killing for it so he thought of just surviving enough so he could leave, he knew nothing of what the others were capable of so he prepared himself for any surprise attacks. But one of the participants looked familiar to Wanda Maximoff in his world, but he bet that it was just a coincidence.

 

[Thepotatogod]

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--{[Vergil]}--
Power Hungry Demonic Heir​

"...Hmph. How ridiculous." Vergil spoke to himself after the blue figured disappeared from the site after explaining the rules of this gathering. They are to be culled for a wish, a tournament for the entertainment of cosmic beings. "So they want me to prove my worth, is that it?" He scoffed, his eyes soon opening into a sharp glare, stance lowered, grabbing onto the hilt of his blade, the Yamato.

"Very well. They shall know this Devil's Power." Vergil snarled, his eyes set upon two beings in which he can sense something similar to demonic power; The Sorcerer and The Witch. Targeting Wanda right off the bat, Vergil's gaze steeled as his arm seem to shift in place, the guard on his blade and the brass on his sheath letting out a loud click. A distortion in space can be heard as a translucent purple sphere formed directly behind Wanda, as if marking a target. Shortly after the distorted sound sharp silver slashes swung about from an invisible blade, some of the slashes grazing the witch, but he mostly targeted something else; something weak.