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

[geno]

Tails / Male / Fox / Form / Tags: All → Jade, Magnicians
His ears flattened against his head as he screwed his eyes shut. Despite his love of new technology and mechanics, this just wasn't pleasant. The sirens weren't too loud; it was mainly the intense flashing lights that bothered him. With his ears covered, he could still hear muffled sirens. After the faint sound of jets roaring to life, the swish of blades, and a shout, he decided to return back to what was going on.

He opened his eyes to see what remained of the intruder: just wires and cloth. It was mostly familiar to him. These creatures were robots-- thank goodness he dealt with these on a regular basis. They were probably different designs from the doctor's (his were powered by animals), but it was nothing that still couldn't be defeated with a spin dash.

Suddenly, he wasn't standing on the ground anymore. His feet dangled as he was dragged away from the group and a wave of panic struck, but it quickly went away as he turned his head to the side. Jade was also being taken, held by another one of those robots... more robots! When did they get here?

It didn't even matter. Before he was even thinking of a plan, Jade had already grabbed the bag of weapons (which Tails hadn't even noticed-- good thing she got them, it would've been a disaster if she hadn't) and stabbed the robot holding her. Tails had to come up with something quick. He couldn't exactly curl up into a ball while the robot was holding him, so he did the next best thing when he realized his tails weren't being held. He spun his tails rapidly to the point where they looked like blurs and drilled them into the robot behind him.

[Stealthlock]

Torsolus / Male / Hominid / Form / Tags: All

Torsolus looked frantically back and forth between the dead robot creature and the forcefield. Reluctantly, he started feeling its edges. Seeing that Flint had the top covered, he grabbed his cape piece and slammed it on the field, which resonated with tons of kinetic energy, but didn’t budge. “Jade! Miss Jade!! Can you flick the switch?”

He was distracted by the creature’s retaliative actions. The first was stabbed by Jade before it could reclaim her. The second reached to grab Jade’s weapon with its mechanical arm, but was dented considerably in the face by the high-speed spinning tails—distracted enough to let his arms go.

The third didn’t even notice the bag being swiped from its grasp. The thing was barely functional. It leaned against the forcefield, looking straight at TH-3157, gibbering unintelligible curses and hysterics at her, sometimes burying its face in its robes and shaking with sob-like motions.

Torsolus was so perturbed, he stood back from the field in a daze.

[StarWithRockDots]

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Image © Nintendo/Konami

➕ - Basic Info
-_•-Name: Richter Belmont
-_•-Canon or OC: Canon
-_•-Gender: Male
-_•-World of Origin:: Castlevania!Earth
-_•-Species: Human
-_•-Age: 24+ (Post-Symphony of the Night)
-_•-Intelligence level: 4/10
-_•-Soul-complexity level: 8/10

➕ - Other Details
-_•-Hair color: Brown
-_•-Eye color: Medium blue
-_•-Skin tone: Light
-_•-Build: Fit and heavily muscular
-_•-Height: 6'+ (wild guess)
-_•-Weight: 230lbs+ (wild guess)

➕ - Personality and Traits
Although he can be stubborn and very reckless, preferring to use brawn over brains to get through things, Richter is a very capable hero with an incredibly big heart. He has an adamantine will, a vehement nature, and a strong sense of justice. He can be hotheaded at times, but is generally benevolent, honest, and friendly in character. Genuinely caring, he will often ask others if they're alright when he rescues them or otherwise suspects that something could be wrong (not that he's particularly good at figuring this out when it isn't obvious). He has a tendency to underestimate others if they don't appear obviously strong, but his heart is in the right place, and these judgments aren't mean-spirited; he simply wants to protect weaker individuals from harm.

Richter is very passionate about fighting and destroying the forces of darkness and evil for the sake of all that is light and good--the unjust and the immoral fill him with deep and honest disgust. Due to his incredible strength and abilities in combat, he will boldly and tenaciously face any fiend with confidence. If his foe proves difficult, his resolve only burns even hotter. He has great faith in humanity, strongly believing that, overall, mankind's good desires will always ultimately overcome their evil ones. He cares very much for those he's close to, and will fight ferociously to protect them.

Of course, Richter isn't without his weaknesses. For starters, he has been known to have a resentful streak. Additionally, he has one particular core flaw that can prove problematic in many ways: sometimes, he simply doesn't think. He tends to charge headfirst into danger, and is easily provoked into falling for traps. He may even attempt to obstinately push forward while injured. Finally, one other notable potential weakness is the fact that he is, in truth, rather ingenuous. Once his trust is earned, it can be easily abused to deceive or even manipulate him. Considering the potential consequences--for himself and others alike--this may in fact be his biggest weakness. [color=silver]Other than cream pies.
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➕ - Powers and Weapons
Richter is an exceptionally strong member of the Belmont clan: a clan of fearsomely powerful vampire hunters. As a result, he possesses truly outstanding might and combat skill. He's armed with a wide variety of weapons made to fight vampires and other creatures of the night, and can use a variety of fighting techniques, weapon-based or otherwise.

Richter's main weapon is a legendary sacred whip known as the Vampire Killer, which has been passed down in the Belmont clan for generations. The whip has appeared in several forms, though its most iconic form is a chain whip with a spiked ball at the tip--the form he will be wielding here. This whip deals heavy damage to creatures of darkness: even those with godlike power can be harmed by it. It should be noted, however, that if used at its full power by a non-Belmont, the whip will slowly drain the life of its wielder, eventually killing them.

Aside from the Vampire Killer, Richter has access to many other fiend-slaying weapons, including a boomerang-like throwing cross (his preferred "sub-weapon"), a dagger, an axe, holy water, a "magic book", and even a pocket watch that briefly slows time. Furthermore, each of his weapons--Vampire Killer included--can be used for special techniques known as "Item Crashes". An Item Crash is a devastatingly powerful move that brings forth a weapon's hidden power, though it requires a lot of energy. Each weapon has its own unique Item Crash technique. For example, the cross' Item Crash--known as "Grand Cross"--causes a multitude of crosses made of light to fly up from the ground.

In addition to all of his weapons and Item Crashes, Richter can perform several extra techniques. Despite his hefty physique, he can move with surprising agility to perform certain moves, such as an evasive backflip from a standing jump, or his signature "slide jump" kick. He has a variety of other miscellaneous close-quarters combat skills at his disposal, and can even fight quite effectively by punching and kicking if he has to, thanks to his sheer strength.
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Image (c) Blizzard Entertainment

--Basic Info--
-_•-Name: Brigitte Lindholm (Pronounced something like "brih-GEE-tuh LIND-holm")
-_•-Canon or OC: Canon
-_•-Gender: Female
-_•-World of Origin: Overwatch!Earth
-_•-Species: Human
-_•-Age: 23
-_•-Intelligence level: 6/10
-_•-Soul-complexity level: 8/10

--Other details--
-_•-Hair color: Auburn
-_•-Eye color: Light brown
-_•-Skin tone: Fair, with a lightly freckled face
-_•-Build: Lean and athletic, quite muscular
-_•-Height: About 6'3" (guesstimate)
-_•-Weight: Roughly 190 lbs (without armor) (guesstimate)

--Personality and traits--
Brigitte is a very hearty and down-to-earth young woman. She has an easygoing and jovial nature, but is also pragmatic, an exceptionally hard worker, and very stubborn. She can occasionally be bossy or a bit cocky, but is generally very friendly and agreeable. Deeply caring and compassionate, she is always eager to help and protect those in need.

Brigitte is the youngest daughter of Torbjörn Lindholm--a world-renowned weapons designer and engineer. As she had trained in mechanical engineering in her father's workshop from a young age, Brigitte is very good at working with machines and repairing things--especially armor, which she specializes in. However, she is also a formidable warrior, trained in combat by her godfather, Reinhardt Wilhelm. Reinhardt, who had told her all sorts of heroic stories when she was growing up, inspired her to go on adventures and help people as opposed to continuing her apprenticeship as a mechanical engineer. When Reinhardt set off on his own solo adventures as a "knight-errant", Brigitte ended up joining him as his "squire". She learned to fight--and built her own suit of armor--when she decided she needed to do more to help and protect her dear godfather, whose aging body couldn't always keep up with his enthusiasm. She also knows some first aid skills, which come in very handy on the field.

Brigitte hails from Gothenburg, Sweden: her first language is Swedish, and she speaks English with a noticeable Swedish accent. She also adores cats, and loves to eat. Some of her favorite foods include pastries such as pies, doughnuts, and--most of all--semlor (singular: semla): a seasonal treat consisting of a cardamom-spiced bun filled with almond paste and whipped cream.
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--Powers and weapons--

Inspire (Passive Ability)-
The very sight of Brigitte charging into battle and smashing the enemy with her flail tends to be an incredible morale-booster for her team. Her powerful presence can inspire them to keep pushing through tough times.*

Rocket Flail-
Brigitte's weapon of choice--a high-tech flail with an extendable chain and a rocket-propelled head.

Barrier Shield-
A high-tech energy barrier shield that can be used to block attacks. Can only take so much damage at once before failing and needing to recharge.

Whip Shot-
A longer-ranged attack with the Rocket Flail. The head is whipped forward a sizable distance, striking its target with great force. High knockback.

Shield Bash-
A ramming attack utilizing the Barrier Shield. Can be used to stun a target and leave them vulnerable.

Repair Pack-
Brigitte can repair an ally's armor and/or tend to their wounds mid-battle. She can also temporarily strengthen the defenses of an ally who is already in good condition.

Rally-
Brigitte's "Ultimate Ability"--must be charged before use. Brigitte and her nearby allies become much more resilient, allowing them to stand their ground or charge the enemy more effectively. Can be indicated by a golden energy flag that rises from the pack on her back, which stays up for Rally's entire duration.

Misc-
* = In the gameplay, Inspire is an ability that actually applies a heal-over-time effect to allies within a certain radius whenever Brigitte hits an enemy with her flail. Of course, as a constant healing of physical wounds in battle would not be balanced in an RP, I've chosen to simply go with a literal interpretation instead. Not so much a "power", more of a character trait.
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[SarahStuffies]

Jade - Female - Human - Tags: Torsolus, Tails, Magnician, Flint

Jade noticed Tails was getting free as well, so she bolted as soon as her feet hit the ground. The urgency of the sirens in her ears pushing her forward and making her heart race as she ran down the hall. She skidded to a halt in front of the force field. “What...” she murmured to herself ‘Jade! Miss Jade can you flick the switch?’ She looked at Torsolus for a moment before spotting the switch he was referring to and was about to flip it when she notices the seemingly grieving Magnician pressing up against the force field. Her expression fell. She froze in place, her hand shaking. “Oh.” She wanted to go over and comfort it, and took a hesitant step forward... but she was also wary. “I’m so so so sorry.” She murmured, voice breaking instead. “I...I..” “HEY!” Flint snapped from the other side. “Snap out of it, and let us out of here!” Jade, almost on autopilot, reached over, put her finger on the switch, and flipped it. She stood back a step so the others could come out, she quickly took her gun and put her dagger away as well. Holding the gun in front of her ready to shoot and defend herself if necessary.

[InfectedHau]

TH-3157||Female||Transhuman||Tags: Everyone
3157 stalked over to the remaining live Magnician, lifting it in the air by the collar of its robes. "Talk," she said, her voice colder than nuclear winter. "Where are we, who are you, and why did you bring us here?" To emphasize her tone the blade on her free arm shot out, hovering dangerously close to the creature's neck.

[Stealthlock]

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

“Ahh!! Don’t hurt it...!!” Torsolus whimpered. He looked away. “Please, no more....”

The creature hung kicking and choking from TH-3157’s grasp. It struggled with some mechanical changes in its software, whirring and beeping, until a voice responded in the same garbled tone.

“TH-3157. You - have - lost - much.

You - are - having - a - bad - dream.

Go - back - to - sleep.

When - you - wake - up.

Everything - you - have - lost - will - be - restored.”


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ABSORPTION.
Out of all the information listed about him—His full name, Richter Belmont, his intelligence of 4, his soul complexity of 8, the fact that his sedative was running low—this one word, “ABSORPTION”, was the most unsettling.

After the fact that his hands and feet were bound by metal straps to the wall, and a tube was going up his arm.

[InfectedHau]

TH-3157||Female||Transhuman||Tags: Everyone
"Explain," 3157 said, slamming the creature against the wall. For the first time since she'd woken up here, a hint of anger crept into her voice. Images flashed through her mind: Jan, Bogwandi, a dozen nameless faces from her past. Was this thing saying it could bring them all back?

[StarWithRockDots]

X - Richter Belmont - Tags: (none)

A soft groan rose from Richter's throat as his consciousness slowly returned. He felt somewhat like he was in the process of waking up from a poor night's sleep, but that was clearly not what was really happening here. For one thing, he was in an upright position, and there was definitely nothing natural about waking up in such a manner. And then there was the uncomfortable feeling around his wrists and ankles... but he was still a little too groggy for this to truly set in just yet.

As he came to a little more, he was shocked to realize that his hands and feet were actually restrained by metal straps. Furthermore, the chamber he found himself in was much unlike anything he had ever seen before. Not even in Dracula's castle--which was actually an entity of chaos that appeared whenever the Dark Lord was resurrected, said to be constantly changing--did he encounter an environment quite like this one. But again, the foul castle tended to never appear in quite the same way every time...

No, this couldn't be... could it? After all, Dracula had just been defeated recently. Could somebody possibly be working to bring him back yet again already?

With a harsh growl, Richter furiously attempted to break free, jerking and tugging at the metal straps with every ounce of his formidable strength. Unfortunately, it was still no use. The restraints were far too durable for even someone as powerful as him to overcome. How could he have allowed himself to be captured like this? More importantly, what was going on elsewhere now that he was held trapped here and unable to do anything about it? What if his loved ones were in grave danger, or worse? Feeling a surge of burning wrath at the thought, he resumed his struggle with somehow even more ferocity than before. Alas, still nothing.

Finally stopping to catch his breath, he noticed the strange glowing tablet before him. The sight of his own name caught his eye, and he stared in disbelief at what was written there on the ghostly-looking blue plane. "Soul... complexity?" he murmured between heavy breaths, trying to understand what it all meant. However, he then noticed the deeply ominous word "ABSORPTION". What?! He didn't know exactly what it could mean--how or what whoever they were planned on doing by "absorbing" him--but he knew that he needed to get out of there. Now.

He once again resumed his struggle to break free, despite the fact that it was clearly futile. "You worthless fiends!" he bellowed forcefully into the dark hall, hoarse from exertion. "I won't allow you to get away with this!"

[SarahStuffies]

Flint - Male - Kattaca - Tags: Everyone

Flint hurried over to TH-3157 “hey hey, cool it.” He put a hand on her shoulder “He’s probably lying. Whatever he made you think about, forget it. We need to get out of here before there’s too many for us to handle. Focus on that, alright? Can you do that?” Flint’s voice was intense and loud, but not angry. And his grip on her shoulder was only firm to keep her from moving the knife any closer to the creature’s neck.

“Also, you’ve met mister marshmallow.” He mused “do you think he’ll be happy if you kill two of these things back to back?”

He turned to Jade who still seemed traumatized. “You too. Get a hold of yourself, your not a child.” He ignored Jade’s glare as a response. “Can we all focus here?!” He spun around addressing everyone.

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Jade - Female - Human - Tags: everyone

Jade leaned against the wall. Her mind reeling as she watched TH-3157 pin the -in her opinion- poor Magnician to the wall, and threaten it for information. She had her gun lowered but still out. She was lost in though “‘everything you lost... will be restored’?” the idea hadn’t come to her. It wasn’t possible after... ‘You too, you’re not a child, get a hold of yourself!’ Flint’s voice cut into her thoughts. His words caused her to shoot him a cold glare, which he ignored, which only made her more riled. The Kattaca had a point however. Jade glanced down the hall looking for more oncoming enemies. She currently didn’t see any

[Stealthlock]

Torsolus / Male / Hominid / Form / Tags: All


“Your - father.”
It looked at Flint.

Torsolus looked at him too, shocked.

“Your - brother.”
It turned to Jade.

“Your........anything.”
It looked at Torsolus and Tails.

It choked and gasped a little more. Torsolus finally turned and met its eyes.

“All - lost - things - will - be - restored.”

It gasped and strained.

“If -
You’ll - only ——
Go - back
to -
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sleep....”

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A wizard being ran up the hall, and startled to see Richter awake. It stood there, looking at him, completely flustered. It looked around as if looking for someone else to help.