“Refugees of our worlds?” Fandom/OC Story RP: ~MMELT~ CLOSED

[InfectedHau]

TH-3157||Female||Transhuman||Tags: everyone, the Miis

Trust until proven trustworthy. A luxury 3157 hadn't been able to afford, in recent memory anyways. Just because Hell was better than the alternative, didn't mean it was a nice place. Lucifer was the Prince of Lies for a reason, and those who served under him weren't much better. From the minute she'd stepped off the operating table, she'd become a very valuable piece in a complex and dangerous game. The armies of hell fought themselves almost as much as they fought Angels, her allies could become enemies in the blink of an eye. Jan was the only person she could really trust, and Jan was gone now. They didn't get it. They came from kinder worlds, worlds where the good guys were good and the bad guys were bad. She didn't hate them for it, though she couldn't say she didn't envy them. "The angry ones stab you in the front," she said, "the smiling ones stab you in the back. This is the Endmaker's domain. We don't know how far his reach extends, or how good his agents are at disguising themselves. Trust until proven untrustworthy isn't gonna work here."

[Egg With Legs]

In an instant the Slayer was up on his feet, almost throwing himself off the side of the bed, legs set wide and bent. Glancing at the paper, he tore it free from whatever was holding it in the air, his other hand already balled into a fist. Giving the paper a quick glance, he looks around him, getting a sense of where exactly he is.

[Stealthlock]

Torsolus / Male / Hominid / Form / Tags: TH-3157, General

Her life experience was wildly different from his. In her one single world, nothing was trustworthy. In the vast worldscape through which Torsolus had hopped, it was complicated. She wasn’t entirely wrong. He had stumbled into some places where everything looked completely innocent, and then very much wasn’t. But he’d never known that kind of thing from Miis....there was only one in his memory that could be capable of any such treachery....could he be here?

With a resigned grimace and head waggle, Torsolus heaved a sigh and went back to practical matters.

“These here Miis are asking for currency for their wares. There’s a pawn shop right there if we have anything to pawn. This stall does have speakin’ stones.”

———

The room was empty, with one exit. An ordinary door in an ordinary grey, metallic room. White lights and the lone string from which had hung the paper.

The most bizarre creature entered the room. A short person with a humongous head and huge eyes. Upon making eye contact with the Doom Slayer, the short person began to visibly shake, curling its stumpy arms close to its chest. The sweat sprinkled off it into the air. Its squeaky voice sputtered out.

“Oh—oh!! Y-you’re w-wide awake.....the robot’s awake....gulp!”

[alfiq]

Chava. featuring a horse. || tags;??

For what felt like a eternity, she was lost in odd and garbled memories that she failed to understand before something clicks in her mind and her eyes snap open. The bright lights blind her momentarily, but she still reaches for her revolver with practiced ease upon hearing voices. For if she's learned anything, it's the fact if you randomly wake up in the presence of strangers, chances were she had done something stupid or potentially hilarious to anger them.
"OH S-" Chava yaps with the realization that her guns were in fact, not where she left them in their holsters. She jumps to her feet in a mess of weird movements in her best attempt at deciphering at where she was as well as the important matter of avoiding the risk of getting shot at.

Close by, the distinct, but unnatural sound of hooves against a floor can be heard: including the noises of various objects hitting the ground.

[Egg With Legs]

Staring at the strange bobble-headed person before him, he stared at it for a few seconds, gaze switching between it and the paper still held in his hand. Eventually settling on the door behind the bobblehead, and after letting the hand holding the paper lower the Slayer quickly stomped over to it, gently (relatively speaking) pushing the bobblehead out of the way with his free hand if it didn't already move out of the way and slamming the door open afterwards. After slamming it open, he stood in the doorframe once more to get a sense of his surroundings.

[Knuckles the Echidna]

Lisa - Tags: Geno

Lisa quickly ran after Geno, and caught up with him. Still in cat form, she spoke. “So, uh, Mister... What’s your name again? Anyways, you said something about a mission? What is it? Let me help you! Two will get the job done quicker than one!”

[Stealthlock]

Two forces of chaos had apparently been unleashed at once.

The Miis were alarmed at the hoof clops, some running in circles. “I guess I’m not very good at tying up horses...” Janet hung her head in exasperation.

BUGEYES stuttered, trying to get everyone’s attention.

“In a minute, BUGEYES! We have other things to—”
The entire room full of Miis went silent as they stared at the armored person standing in the door.

The room was large, with an unused, empty reception desk. Lots of hospital beds lined the walls, some with curtains around them for privacy, and very few with any actual medical equipment, like heart monitors. It was like an emergency sleeping space. And the bizarre variance of shapes and sizes of people in the beds were the strangest of all.

The small bobblehead people were the most consistent, up and walking around, but the general designs of their faces were so varied as well, it was hard to notice. But they all stared, shaking, at the Doom Slayer. They prayed they hadn’t housed a villain by accident.

A short man with a burger for a head went scampering off to try to contain the horse. Doctor Janet noticed that the tall cowgirl was awake. She didn’t even know what to say to her.

The only sound was of distant clopping of hooves and the squeaky distress of the burger-man.

[SarahStuffies]

(XDDDD OH MY GOOOOOSSH I LOVE IT!! 'distant clopping of hooves and the squeaky distress of the burger-man' BEST LINE EVER)

Jade- Female - Human - Tags: Everyone in main group, Tails

Jade had begun softly humming to herself as she walked. She had seen the conversation Jami-Sen (or maybe Sen?? For Jami-Sen she was acting a bit off) and Torsolus were having with Five-Seven. And decided to leave them to it. She gave a sigh. She knew how Five Seven felt. She instead turned her attention to Tails, absently watching his two foxish tails as they moved behind him. They fascinated her. It felt almost like a mutation or something. But clearly he wasn't bothered. She picked up her pace to match his. Briefly looking down at her dagger, and running her thumb over the letters etched into it, with a soft scowl before putting it back in its sheath. "So... I'm curious, little dude... How do your... Tails work?? Is it like... Some kind of helicopter? Wouldn't that just... Not work? Or something? I don't know." She gave a halfhearted shrug and a bemused smile.

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Flint - Male - Kattaca - Tags: Everyone in Main Group, Sen, Torsolus, TH-3157

Flint gave a hum. Looking around him, as if searching for something. His gaze swept the Miis as he walked his ear twitched absently at the chirping and flapping of wings of a flock of birds flying overhead, but he otherwise paid them no mind. Seeming satisfied after a moment, he turned his attention back to the people he was traveling with. To Torsolus he said "We were all taken from our homes with the clothes on our backs and whatever we were carrying. I don't think we'll have much to trade, Marshmallow Man." He noted. "Unless someone can make something, which IIIII don't think so." Something finally clicked in Flint's mind and his gaze snapped to the base of the tower. Those two were very much NOT Miis.... "Wha.... Who are they..?" He watched them for several moments. Slowing in his approach, since they were almost in earshot of each other now. He wasn't sure how to react, and handle himself. He wasn't sure if they were threats or not. Especially since one seemed to be... An animal..? Not that that was unusual for an animal to exist in this world, but... A realistic cat?? In... A town of Miis? and... A living doll?? Seemed excessive.

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Jami-Sen - Female - Tal-Halen - Tags: Everyone in Main Group, Flint, Torsolus, TH-3157

Sen looked at Five-Seven with severe concern. Already large eye wide, and mouth partly open. She started to reach towards the taller armoured humanoid, but something held her back from following through with her objection. She reached over and rubbed the green vein spiralling down her hosts arm. Which was in-fact her own tail. She had a twisted look on her face.

Her eye stopped glowing. Jami-Sen was practically shoved to the front. Causing the Tal-Halen to stumble as the person controlling their walking made an unceremonious switch. "Sen..." Jami-Sen's concerned thought was met with no response, so instead she addressed what she had heard of the conversation with Five-Seven. "think so I don't." She murmured. "Endmaker's world may not be this." She wasn't absolutely sure who the Endmaker was, but clearly the others around her didn't like them. She reached up her little hand and held it close enough she clearly wanted to hold Five-Seven's hand. But was waiting with a rather adorable puppy expression for permission, with how serious Five-Seven seemed.

[InfectedHau]

TH-3157||Female||Transhuman||Tags: everyone, the Miis

3157 looked down at Jami-Sen's hand, then at her own. Her cybernetic fingers twitched, then relaxed as she thought better of it. She hadn't paid much attention to the newer arrivals, but looking at her now it was easy to see she was just a kid. A fairly capable kid host to some sort of sentient parasite, but still just a kid. Just like Six-Oh, a voice in the back of her head said. For a moment, the brown-haired girl with the green spiral on her arm was gone, replaced by a small blonde cyborg in a Hell-fleet uniform, but the vision was gone before she could process it. "We can't be sure," she said, "and until we can, we have to be careful. The Endmaker was strong enough to pull me from the middle of a War-ready Hell-fleet, there's no telling what else he's capable of. You might be able to trust things more easily on your world, but this isn't your world. If we aren't careful, we'll never get home."

[geno]

Tails | Tags: Jade, Main group

Although each shop was small, the row of marketplaces itself was long, and there was always something that caught Tails' eye at each one they passed. Most of them seemed to be selling medieval-themed weapons, armor, and more, with the exception of... quite a few, actually. There were flower outfits, frying pans, and other outliers that stuck out. The 'Speaking Stones' looked just like rocks... they were probably some sort of walkie-talkie device. Tails could see why someone might want to disguise their walkie-talkie, but it'd be a lot easier to lose them among the foliage, too.

Not expecting Jade's question, he paused to think about it. "You mean how I fly with them? You're actually right on the dot with the helicopter idea... that's what I tried to replicate when I was first learning to fly with them, and now it just comes naturally. It works, but... to be honest, I can't say exactly how it works. I can't see it when I'm flying."

♡♪!? (Geno) | Tags: Lisa, Main group (mentioned)

Walking out of the hospital, Geno was pleasantly surprised at the technology present. Automatic doors weren't much, but because he rarely got to visit the ground below Star Road-- in fact, it was pretty much his second time-- he was thankful for their convenience. The hallway led directly to a bright outdoors bustling with activity. Geno glanced around, looking for anything that might be out of the ordinary, though he wasn't too sure what was ordinary around here. A group of people and creatures stood by a marketplace, obviously different from the surrounds short round creatures, but he had no time to approach them before a white cat with a rainbow pattern approached him.

The pattern on this cat was unusual, but the cat speaking was much more to note. Based on its words, it must have been the other patient in the hospital. Well, if she wanted to help, who was he to stop her? From his first visit to the ground, he learned that friends were a necessity.

"My name is ♡♪!?," he replied, "but in your language it is unpronounceable, so please call me Geno, after this doll." He gestured to himself before adjusting his hat. "I'm on a mission to find out what happened to the Mushroom World-- something terrible has struck and we up at Star Road are no longer receiving wishes from its people. If you know anything about the situation, I'd like to be aware of it." He doubted it; the girl seemed more confused than him at the hospital, but it never hurt to ask.