darkSpyro

The world as you know it is in total chaos. People have gone crazy and the tides have changed. Once thought to be good, now bad. Once sought to be ended are the new saviors.

Plot- So its pretty simple, think of the craziest baddies/antagonists/villains you can to take the place of the hero. Form a team and find out what's caused the unbalance. The only thing sitting in your mind is, do you really want things to go back to normal? Do you want to be hated again? Feared? Whatever you decide to do, make sure you are remembered for it.

Setting: dystopian near future earth. Computers run most of the world's economy and keep the people well and fat. A virus spreads, corrupting the system, turning the machines of labor into machines of anarchy. Corporate companies deny all accusations, and the trail is currently cold. Some might even suggest supernatural powers are at play, but what do you know? You just found out that people depend on you for something.

I know I've been gone for a while, and this plot and intro look like crap. It's literally just a for fun style rp, nothing too major or absolute. All I ask is that you bare with me, I haven't been on in a long while, I might be... well by this point I am very rusty with this XD

Anyway, the base Idea is to be someone/something that plays antagonist in any form from all media types. I hope we have fun with this, for I still love to write, I've just been swamped with so much lately(too be honest, some of it is gaming and sleep).

without further adue:

Character sheet:

Name:
Species(if needed):
Age(optional/if known):
Gender:
Physical Strengths:
Abilities:
Powers(if needed):
Personality:
Appearance:
Recent History: for the setting, what have they been up to
Other: anything else you feel you should add

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Name: none
Species: Xenomorph
Gender: male
Physical Strengths: Fast, agile, tough skin, acid blood, strong bones structure, and capable of lifting large beings with its tail alone.
Abilities: enhanced sense of smell, intelligent, sensitive hearing, wall and ceiling climbing, and highly adaptable to environment.
Powers: none
Personality: Generally known for their kill on sight instinct and genetic programming, this Xenomorph is quite gentle. It prefers to avoid conflict if necessary, but will not hesitate to resort to violence when things get hairy. Xenomorph tends to lend a hand in many minor tasks, such as picking things off the ground, retrieving lost or misplaced items, to even simply escorting elderly across the street. Xenomorph has protected people from robbers, but again would prefer to not engage in physical conflict.
Appearance: Xenomorph
Recent History: often feared, Xenomorph has lived a short life thus far, feeding on mostly rodents and stray animals. Xenomorph generally stays in closed areas such as dead ended alleyways, or small abandoned buildings. It is curious about the rise in crimes, most coming from the machines that are suppose to help people, and is continuously scoping out crime scenes to learn more. It has no leads in mind as to who is doing these crimes, but it refuses to give up.
Other: having been illegally created, it is most active in the later hours when it cannot be seen as easily. If you run into it, it will stay still until you react and it understands what you think about its presence.


Name: Soundwave
Species: Transformer(decepticon)
Gender: presumably male
Physical strengths: can transform into an aircraft to disguise himself in public areas. Also has extra appendages to latch onto computer based constructs and download the data as well as use the device as a medium for collecting other data(if the device was capable of doing so).
Abilities: Able to communicate at long ranges compared to most common telecommunication devices, parts on his arms can transform into energy based guns, use mostly in self defense. Can act as a universal remote for the technology he has connected to, whether it be wirelessly or direct connection with one of his hacking cables.
Powers: no special powers to report
Personality: seen as cold and unforgiving, Soundwave is generally a ghost. He does not speak by any normal means, where as he replays recordings to relay information or make a point. In combat, although he does not speak, he is a challenge to fight. With no displayable emotion, his overall personality is a mystery.
Appearance: Ol' Soundwave himself
Recent History: Soundwave has been transported to a distant future, far from any friendlies he use to know. He has attempted to keep low, and mining energon on his own to stay alive. Once he was stable enough, he looked into the social matters, considering his current situation did not allow him the means to find a way back to his comrades. Finding the uprising of the machines, as little as it is at the moment, to be an opportunity to gain allies in this new era, Soundwave studied the patterns and common goal of the machines around the globe before deciding whether or not to show himself. Their goal resembled the goal of his previous master, total world domination. To Soundwave it seemed promising, with the local population relying on the machines for much of their lives, they are in an opportune position of take over. However, they seem to want to do so for protocol, a glitch in the system, not to restore anything like Cybertron. This outlook did not appeal to Soundwave's original desires. Soundwave took it upon himself to build a laboratory and base inside one of his energon mines, complete with ground bridge technology. Here he observes the world above, searching and collecting data on the local population for signs of potential allies.
Other: Soundwave rarely leaves his post, but when he does, he will most likely complete the required or desired task without fail.

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Ooh, this sounds interesting! It's not often I get the chance to play a villain, so this seems like it'll be a fun little experiment!

Name: Twilight Archmage
Species: Demon?
Gender: Male
Physical Strengths: He is quick and agile, and surprisingly tough, physically.
Abilities: As the highest ranking magician in his kingdom, the Archmage is highly intelligent and skilled in battle strategy. He's usually accompanied by two birds, one fire, one ice, named Inferno and Blizzard, respectively.
Powers: Very potent magic of the fire, ice, electric and shadow variety.
Personality: The Archmage has a reputation for being a tad... unhinged, let's call it. He's quick to jump at the chance to turn his enemies into blood sacrifices, and takes very sadistic glee in tormenting his victims. That said, he does have a code of honor to defend his allies with everything in his power, and he deeply respects his subordinates.
Appearance: Credit to the original artist
Recent History: After the defeat of his king, he's been living in the shadows performing arcane rituals to try to revive his ruler. He hasn't adapted well to the uprising of machinery, though after the system became corrupted, it piqued his interest. Twilight has managed to capture a machine in hopes of finding the cause, but has proven unsuccessful so far (mainly due to his unfamiliarity with the technology). In spite of this, he continues his studies hoping to eventually get to the root of the problem.
Other: He's a fish out of temporal water from a long forgotten fallen kingdom.

hmm, never heard of him... OC of yours?(accepted)

Nope, not an OC, but he is pretty obscure. He's from a game called Realm of the Mad God.

This seems fun always wanted to do something like this.

Name: Ganondorf Dragmire
Species: Gerudo
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Physical Strengths: titanic strength extremely good swordsmanship decent hand to hand skill
Abilities: Strong dark magic able to create barriers near immortality
Powers: able to charge his magic into his fist to unleash a devastating punch and to his foot making him launch at his enemies on the ground or diagonally down through the air has the capability to fly and is able to transform into a demonic beast form. He is also able to create phantoms of himself as well and is able to summon monsters. holds the triforce of power
Personality: Ganondorf is commonly portrayed as the incarnation of pure evil, greed, and power. He is ruthless, cold, manipulative and calculating. He is also shown to have an ego, believing that only he is worthy to rule the kingdom of Hyrule and showing an arrogant sense of entitlement
Appearance: Ganondorf
Recent History: Having been banished from his realm once again Ganondorf seeks to find his way back. Some time has passed and he found out that he has no way to return, with that he now seeks to forge his own path to rule but with the machines now causing a stir he must find the source and crush it to pave his way to his new found goal.
Other:With time spent in this new world Ganondorf has changed some instead of seeking power through the means of summoning a massive army and taking over that way, instead he has learned that power can come in the shape of a world known business and seeks to create his new style empire.

Ehh seems good enough... I know the whole separation of detail was odd and confusing, but it helps understand exactly what each character is capable of... Anyway, Accepted.

Anyone else feel they should jump in? It is more of a "getting back into the swing of things" and "for fun" RP so nothing serious about grammer and posting issues.... if that makes sense...

Name: Darkheart
Species(if needed): Dark Dragon
Age(optional/if known): Ancient
Gender: Female
Physical Strengths: Fast, razor-sharp claws and teeth, you know, dragon stuff.
Abilities: A mastery of dark magic.
Powers(if needed): She can use dark magic in a wide variety of ways. She uses it to create a "Dark Illusion" that makes her MUCH scarier.
Personality: She's hurting inside, lonely and scared, yet has no understanding of "love". She just wants to survive. She has serious trust issues.
Appearance: A pitch-black dragoness with a strong resemblance to Cynder's adult appearance, with skull-shaped markings on her paws, chest, and forehead, although that's with her "Dark Illusion" up. Without it, she looks more like a depressed teenager.
Recent History: Hiding among others under the alias "Shade".
Other: She's been hated and feared from the day she hatched. Her own PARENTS abandoned her. Is it any wonder she's so reluctant to trust people? Oh, and she does have children, although she doesn't have any contact with them. She had them after an incident involving about a dozen Dark-aligned males. She barely survived to lay the eggs. Finally, when her "Dark Illusion" is active, her voice tends to echo around the room before going straight up your spinal cord.

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Name: Darkheart
Species(if needed): Dark Dragon
Age(optional/if known): Ancient
Gender: Female
Physical Strengths: Fast, razor-sharp claws and teeth, you know, dragon stuff.
Abilities: A mastery of dark magic.
Powers(if needed): She can use dark magic in a wide variety of ways. She uses it to create a "Dark Illusion" that makes her MUCH scarier.
Personality: She's hurting inside, lonely and scared, yet has no understanding of "love". She just wants to survive. She has serious trust issues.
Appearance: A pitch-black dragoness with a strong resemblance to Cynder's adult appearance, with skull-shaped markings on her paws, chest, and forehead, although that's with her "Dark Illusion" up. Without it, she looks more like a depressed teenager.
Recent History: Hiding among others under the alias "Shade".
Other: She's been hated and feared from the day she hatched. Her own PARENTS abandoned her. Is it any wonder she's so reluctant to trust people? Oh, and she does have children, although she doesn't have any contact with them. She had them after an incident involving about a dozen Dark-aligned males. She barely survived to lay the eggs. Finally, when her "Dark Illusion" is active, her voice tends to echo around the room before going straight up your spinal cord.

hmmm, does this character have a source, or is she OC?(it doesn't matter either way, as long as they were never a hero of any sort where they originated)

An OC, designed for TLoS.

Name: Robin
Species(if needed): Faerie
Age(optional/if known): Middle-age chronologically, constant appearance of a child.
Gender: Male
Physical Strengths: Small and agile, Robin may be weak, but to attack him you must first catch him. He also has a tendency to wriggle out of captor's grasps, like a fish.
Abilities: Robin can control water, though he can't create it. He does have a skill for taking humidity from the air, however. Robin has some powers over telekinesis: he can move small objects, must concentrate and remain undisturbed to move bigger or heavier objects, and struggles to move living creatures. Robin can cloak himself in an illusion to hide his non-human nature, but he can't maintain the illusion forever. Though he doesn't carry any himself, Robin has a skill in activating and controlling both magic and technology.
Powers(if needed): Control over water, telekinesis, illusions
Personality: Robin is driven by whim and chaos. He has an obsession, most accurately described as a curse (though it's much more complicated than that) to cause disruption wherever he goes. He acts superior to most non-Fae creatures, though if someone defeats him in any challenge (as major as a deadly battle or as minor as a game of chess) he will show some respect. To those "friends", he takes on a more laid-back persona, and even have a friendly conversation once in a while, though he does still enjoy messing with them (in a friendly way, of course). Robin has an undying love of bad puns.
Appearance: No matter what form he's in, Robin remains a child-like size and appearance. In his natural form, he is covered in black and blue scales in geometric patterns, and has blue fins growing from his cheeks, arms, and legs. He wears a plain black shorts and sometimes a tank top. His human illusion often fluctuates: after he takes the illusion down, it will often come back up with changes features, such as hair or skin tone or a birthmark disappearing. He will always appear as a child with short, messy hair.
Recent History: Robin was under a magical contract to a powerful mage, who used him to sabotage his enemies. After the mage was taken down, Robin resorted to random attacks to manage his impulses.
Other: OC, somewhat based on myth.

Alright, I can accept you both. Now, I think we have a good starting crew here. Time to set the scene:

The black sky of night, looming over the equally beautiful skyline of the massive technological city, appeared rather vacant of air craft. With the constellations making their rare appearance and the indigenous birds flying free, one might think nothing could ever go wrong here.

A tower amongst the heard, blue in lighting, red stripes along it's spiraling curved corners, was struck by an explosion. The blast came from within the building itself. The office of the individual in charge was instantly vaporized by its power. The neighboring rooms accompanied the office in its destruction. Debris, large and small fall ominously to the ground, some breaking through the windows of the mirrored structure barely 30 meters away. The blue building goes dark from the explosion site and up. The building's emergency siren could be heard several streets over.

Xenomorph stood atop the roof of an apartment complex. These buildings were smaller, but still provided over-watch of the smaller buildings around it. Hearing the explosion, feeling the vibrations in the air, and smelling the dust and ashes, Xenomorph takes several paces back form the edge. Lunging forward, in a burst of primal speed, it leaps to a taller building just across the street. Scaling the side of the stone structure, Xenomorph continues to do this with the next set of buildings leading up to the attack site. Coming into visual range of the burning structure, it quickly took in the scene.

The building had sustained heavy damage from the singular explosion. Damage seeding back into the center of the structure. It was only a matter of time before this tower became a heap of scrap atop another building. Xenomorph could hear the screams of several beings who had survived the blast or were just terrified of the situation. The nearing of first responders made the xenomorph think it should sit this one out. Last time it encountered the law enforcers, things only got worse. However, this situation was no common robbery in the wealthy mans' sectors, this was a much larger crisis.

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Soundwave had just placed an energon reserve back on the stack it was picked from when the shudder of the explosion echoed roughly through his cave. Soundwave turns his head quickly to one of his monitors which snapped on to display the scene right away. He approached the console, made the screen cycle through news and street cameras to assess the event. He reversed the camera play back to just before the explosion. There was something odd about that bomb's force, its coloration, its ability to leave barely a trace of what it consumed. This bomb was powered by energon.

It would seem the local population is aware of this element's existence, and what energon's destructive properties can produce. This was one of few reason's why Soundwave operated for the benefit of the local population, at least for those who are considered innocent. One task he has now to add to his list of chores for this world, find the energon source the overworld has discovered.

As Ganondorf opened his eyes he came to the conclusion that this had to be one of his better days.' At least its better than having a pint sized runt through many generations stab you in the chest,' Ganondorf thought before looking down at his body and seeing a metal pole sticking out of his chest. At first Ganondorf could only stare at the offending pole before releasing an angry gurgled yell of," OH COME ON!!!"

After a few seconds Ganondorf finally reached upto the pole and with a flick of his wrist snapped the pole and with little difficulty removed himself from his spot and with a quick course of his magic healed his minor, in his case, injury. Of course he didnt heal it all the way, wouldnt make do to be in an explosion and have no marks. That would make people question him and he didn't want that it would be to troublesome. So with that Ganondorf made his way out while helping those around him, gotta keep up appearances and what not.

After a while Ganondorf and the survivors got out of the building with the help of the responders. As the responder that was checking up on Ganondorf was looking him over the responder said," Man you got lucky, if you were anyone else you would've died its a good thing you didn't."

" Heh, yeah you got that right." Ganondorf responded with a smirk. A few moments later Ganondorf felt something off in the distance, he couldn't pin point where but he felt something there.

Darkheart stumbled out of a building. "Where the heck am I? That teleport spell didn't work right." She looked around, and her eyes locked on Ganondorf. "Wait, is he being treated as a hero?" She approached Ganondorf. "Hello. I can sense a power level similar to my own in you. Do tell me, what is your name?"

Ganondorf looked to the source of the voice immediately. Seeing the source to be a draconic looking female he responded while simultaneously gripping the responders shoulder making him pass out before gripping his head," It's considered to be disrespectful to ask of ones name without introducing yourself first don't you think?" A purple cloud of magic covered the poor responders head ridding the memories of meeting him and what was happening at this moment, also taking control of the weak minded man as well. After a moment the man had a glassy look to his face while just looking at Ganondorf. Looking back Ganondorf ordered," You'll continue to do your job like nothing has happened you are finished here, leave." After the man left Ganondorf stared at the newcomer waiting for a response

Darkheart eyed him. "My name is Dar- Ahem. Shade. My name is Shade." She mentally kicked herself for the slip. But... She had to protect herself from the cruel world around her, one way or another.

OOC: plot twist: engrossing, dynamic world, city comes alive

The few first responders in the area were mixed beings, such as elven, human, troll, and a dragon. Dragons were scarce here, most dragon's lived away from all the tech and dense populations. The one in the response team was a general law enforcement officer. Brandishing his badge on his chest, the rank he was in his district, his name plate, which said Gledor, and he even carried basic restraints. Gledor was a dark green dragon, few spiked scales sticking out from his shoulders, and a pyramid like mace at the end of his tail, he was a dragon of what is known as the earth element.

Gledor was sent over to Darkheart and Ganondorf to investigate the appearance of the seeming civilian. As Gledor approaches, he overhears something about power, and wanting to know someone's name. "Excuse me miss, you can't be here. We're treating survivors from this bombing." he made a strait line to a spot in between the two, "Please return to your home." his tone was very plain, no force, just common acknowledgment of a situation. If Ganondorf were to attempt his dark magic based memory wipe spell, it would be of no effect on a dragon.

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Soundwave had watched Ganon use his magic, but that wasn't the same color of the explosion. It was much darker in appearance, and purple in color. Could this man be comprised of dark energon? Soundwave asked himself this when he recalled the dark energon his master used to control the undead many stellar cycles ago. None the less, Soundwave continued to monitor the scene. Maybe he'll find something useful in these seemingly odd creatures.

As Soundwave observed the scene a little further out, a black object waved in front of the camera. Seeing it only as faulty equipment, Soundwave did not change to a different one, only to see the moving black object swing by the other direction. This made Soundwave switch to a camera on the adjacent street corner to see a dark spike bodied figure. It was the Xenomorph again. Soundwave had attempted to track the unique creature, but would always lose it's trail due to its agile movements and the camera's lacking pivoting speed. The Xenomorph stayed put this time around, it seemed to be watching the same scene Soundwave was.

Darkheart suddenly whimpered. "I don't HAVE a home! I've been wandering this planet for a few thousand years because everybody wants my head hanging over their fireplace!" She suddenly realized what she said, and started to slowly back off, an aura of pure Dark energy surrounding her as she began to panic.

Gledor cranes his neck slightly with confusion. He hadn't heard anything about a dragon hunt, aside from the last dragon who was mistaken for having stolen a gold from a small store, "Look I don't know what you're talking about. If it's really been that long, I don't think anyone really cares," he took a step toward her, not only to be closer to her, but give Ganondorf his recover spacing, "Or even knows who you are. In the off chance you have been here for that long, where have you been staying? Wherever that is, please just vacate the area while we deal with this mess."

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Xenomorph leans over the edge a little trying to get a better view of the destruction. The sound of voices caught it's attention. Looking over to the back of a medical vehicle to see a large dark man and two draconic beings close by. Xenomorph takes the scene as a regular happening in this city, as this was not the first building to be attacked within the year. Several strange beings make appearances shortly after disasters such as this one. Finding the best option was to observe and learn about these seemingly new beings before making a judgment call on approach or do not approach.

Seeing the downspiral of what is going on Ganondorf looked on while mentally sneering,' What a fool letting her fears get the best of her, if she really is as old as she says she is she would be able to control the situation, what a fool.' Outwardly he shown some concern," Are you all right miss Shade you don't need to worry over anything, just listen to the officer and walk away and everything will be fine let the local law enforcement handle things from here ok?"

While showing the false concern Ganondorf felt that presence once again. Like before he couldn't pin point it but he knew there was someone or something there watching the preceding event. He was still wary of the draconic female by him unsure if she would heed his advice and simpily walk away. Feeling tired from all this Ganondorf looked to the officer and told him," The paramedic said I was fine just some cuts and bruises, am I good to go home?" He wanted to get away from here and try to see what he could summon to find and watch that presence he feels.

Robin eyes the building formerly set on fire. "Can't call that my problem. Couldn't do a thing in the first place. Don't know who caused it. Too obvious, I say. Should be less of a spectacle if you're going to do something."

While watching the building, he started with a panic as he realized he let his illusion down, appearing as his true monstrous form. Deciding changing his magic in the middle of the area would be too obvious, he ran towards the building, hoping that he would be mistaken for a first responder.

[Fair warning, I probably won't be able to keep up very well, but I'll shoot for at least one post per day.]

"Curse these confounded contraptions!"

The Archmage collapsed upon his throne, raising a hand to his hooded forehead. His piercing red gaze glared at the malfunctioning machine with contempt. It had been a week since he'd commandeered the thing, but neither he nor any of his cult could make heads or tails of how it even worked, let alone what was causing it to glitch out like it did. The was taking its toll on the dark acolyte, as it required some serious magic to keep the machine suppressed. There had already been casualties, and he was exhausted. It left him questioning if it was worth it. Was it worth using all his resources to unlock the secrets of the machine? Was it worth it even if it held promise of reviving his Forgotten King?

No! Twilight cursed himself for thinking such blasphemous thoughts. If the King was there, he'd be incinerated on the spot.

"Oh great Twilight Archmage!" One of his subordinates, an adept of ice magic garbed in a blue robe and hat came sprinting into the Archmage's hall. "What?" he spat at the adept. "This had better be important."
"Oh, great Archmage, our intelligence has caught word of an attack on the city nearby!"
"And so? What about this attack is so much more important than every other attack so far?"
"Analysis has picked up traces of a bizarre energy signal similar to that of the machine. We've heard the locals call it 'energon'. My lord, this may be the key to understanding this unknown technology!"

The Archmage rubbed his chin. "Yes, this does sound promising... very well. I shall go investigate at once! Blizzard, Inferno!" He snapped his fingers and two birds, one of fire, one of ice, swooped to his side as he made his way to the city.

It wasn't long before he arrived at the scene of the incident. Unsurprisingly, several other beings had already congregated, and the authorities were on the case. Not wanting to draw attention, he stuck to the dark alleys and observed from afar.

Darkheart snarled. "Is that a threat?" She waved her paw, a tremendous buildup of Dark magic building up around it. "You have no idea what I've been through! I was rejected by my own mother, my father attempted to drown me, and ever since then I've been cursed with the so-called 'Mark of Wickedness'!"

Ignoring Shade of her pitiful story and not really caring Ganondorf looked towards Geldor awaiting for his response.

Gledor acknowledges Ganon's question, but was cut off by Shade, "Please calm down ma'am, no one will be hurting anyone here." he rubs his brow with his foreclaws, "Look, I'm no therapist, so i don't know what you should do about your past, right now we need all who were not involved in this incident to leave the premises. I do not wish to resort to force tonight." he drops his paw back to the ground. "if that did not answer your question, sir," now referring to Ganondorf, "I do not have the authority to release you. That order comes from the medical staff alone."

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Xenomorph moved to the other side of the structure it stood on to move over a building and take another angle on both the tower and the random drama of the dragoness. The building seemed to lean somewhat, though it did not appear it was ready to fall. Mobile structure stabilizers were moved in to hold the building up while the white hats moved in to locate other survivors. Using its senses, Xenomorph could tell there were many still inside on the upper floors. The explosion was nearly half way up the side of the structure, the placement was apparently chosen to make the building fall over onto the other robotics business across the street. Xenomorph continued to watch as the scene flowed like a movie before it.

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Soundwave too had picked up traces of living organisms inside the attacked building. Though he was not equipped with the necessary tools to help, nor did he feel he needed to. What's done is done, he would have said. In solitude, Soundwave did not mind either way, he had much time to study the neighboring cities. Finding only traces of hostile activity, however, this was not the first major attack, nor, so he believes, will it be the last.

Soundwave re-approaches his energon stash to load a core into the cybertronion tech he managed to construct with what little he had to work with. Returning himself to the table he had previously walked away from. It was riddled with small projects, one of which he had been focusing the most, the frequency emitter. He had recovered it for his master long ago in a great battle against a more than worthy adversary. Coming out victorious, he generally kept the weapon on himself for the most part. This artifact would serve it's purpose again one day, but for now, it just lays on a project table like a paper weight.

Taking what was told to him Ganondorf got up, slowly to keep up his act, and started to walk away. One of the paramedics came up to him and said ," Sir, excuse me sir, have you been checked up?"

" Yes I've been checked up all i was told was that I have some minor cuts and bruises thats all, so if you don't mind i would like to get home and get this stressful day over with thank you very much," Ganondorf stressed already tired with dealing with these beings and just wanting to investigate that strange presence and be done with it all.' Is it so hard to be left alone?' Ganondorf thought angrily not wanting to deal with any more strange beings.

After a few moments and making sure he was alone Ganondorf used his magic to teleport to a different location, not to far from the destroyed site of course, and focused on summoning a creature to fulfill his wish. A few moments later a small imp appeared with small wings on its back. It looked at Ganondorf already knowing it was he who summoned it.

Ganondorf looked at the small creature he summoned and figured that it will have to do." I want you to go and be my spy and inform me on what you find, you already know what I'm refering to, I can tell your smart enough for that, so go and be quick about it," he ordered to the small creature. With a quick nod of it's head the imp went of to do its masters bidding, looking for that presence it felt because of its master.

Like a dog it searched for its target looking high and low keeping out of sight of the locals. It felt the presence even more now. Not to long it found the presence a strange black pointy creature watching the events of the aftermath of the explosion its master was in. Unsure if it knew it was detected or not it made tbe decision to try and return to Ganondorf and report what it found.

The building was a lot more cluttered than Robin thought it would be. He weaved in and out of the workers, trying to appear with enough purpose that he wouldn't be singled out. Following the first responders, he climbed up the steps of the unbalanced building, looking for a crevice to duck away into.

Darkheart breathed in, out, forced herself to relax. "I'm... Sorry. I just tend to assume the worst of people. I'll leave now." She slowly walked away, and ducked into an alleyway. But words flowed through her mind, memories of her past. Her heart rate changed to match them. They hurt me they hurt me they hurt me

My, my, quite the variety we have here the Archmage mused as he took in the scene, formulating his next move. Some of the present beings bore similar aesthetics and prowess to himself, though their actual strength was yet to be determined. Among them, he took note of a dark-colored dragon and a red-haired man, who suddenly vanished in a shroud of dark magic. Perhaps these beings would worth more to him as allies rather than sacrifices?

Twilight lapsed out of his musings when the dragon (Darkheart) suddenly ducked into the alley he took refuge in. He figured this would be the opportunity to chance a partnership. The magician's dark-cloaked stance looked intimidating and foreboding, so he waited for Darkheart to notice him before speaking up.

"Greetings" Twilight spoke in a chilling voice. "You bear witness to the Twilight Archmage. Do not be alarmed, if I desired to harm you, you would already be hurting." As he finished, he mentally criticized himself. Not the most welcoming introduction; but he supposed that's what eons of performing unholy rituals got him.

Darkheart stared at him, taking a few steps back. "By the ancestors... Your Dark aura... It's like nothing I've ever seen before... It feels... Horrific, like it came from some kind of wicked deity..."

Xenomorph snaps it's head around to see the minion leaving his proximity. It hissed showing it's silvery fangs. Following slowly behind the flying creature. It stalked it as it seemed to be flying to a large man. It was the same man who had been in the conversation with the dragons moments ago. It stood up on it's hind legs, showing it's full size. It hissed a little more, but settled back on the ground. Taking its movement back to its four limbs, it approached Ganondorf cautiously. It seemed to snake about on the ground as it moved closer to the large man. Its tail trailed behind it mostly, but when it came to a holt meters from Ganondorf, its tail stood and curved to point at the creature that was sent to track it.

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Soundwave hadn't followed the creature or Ganondorf, finding the source of the energon was more important at the time. He continued to monitor the scene, taking many angles to attempt to find any traces of energon energy signals. A camera placed down the street from the alley Darkheart and twilight were currently speaking to each other from. There his scanner detected a very faint energon signal. Taking note of the being in possession of the minor signal, he was unable to obtain positive identification.

Ganondorf seeing that his minion returned with a strange creature, he knew this is what he felt. Looking at the creature he could see its tail pointing at the imp. Seeing that Ganondorf looked back at the imp and with a burst of his dark magic obliterated the imp." So you're the thing I was sensing, you're a strange looking creature? Got a name I put to use or not." Ganondorf asked it looking at it's tail seeing the potential hazard it can be and already prepping just in case it tried to do something that could possibly harm him.

The xenomorph was incapable of speech, generally wasn't designed to. Instead it lowered it's tail and raised it's head. The tail continued to move slowly, however, behind its body. Its movements were almost relatable to a feline's casual non-threatening curiosity. Xenomorph kept its distance still, despite Ganondorf not showing hostility himself. It moved it's head about seeming to scan the area to ensure it was not seen by anyone else.

Twilight’s hood hid a toothy grin at her comment. “Why, yes, thank you for noticing! The Void is an excellent source of dark magic.” The pheonix on his right shoulder ruffled its feathers aggressively. “Now, now, Inferno. There will be time to fight later.”

The dark mage looked back at the dragon. “You may be wondering what my intentions are. Fear not, I am out for blood... yet. I’ve come to investigate the outbreak of rogue defense units. I’ve managed to capture just one and have been studying it, but alas, this technology confounds me.” Looking Darkheart over, she didn’t seem like one to know much about the machines either, but she was all he had to go on at the moment.

Seeing that the Xenomorph either was incapable of speech was just ignoring him, Ganondorf just sneered not liking the latter of options. Taking a deep breath Ganondorf stated," So you're the presence I felt. Intersting." While pondering he saw that it was looking around." What are you curious about?" He questioned, before he felt like something was watching them. Getting angry at the attention that seemed to hover around him so suddenly he brought his hand up with his palm facing the sky. Dark purple fog like magic started to hover in his open hand before an image started to appear. Ganondorf put all his focus into finding this watcher, for it took all his concentration to get a lock on it with his dark magic. He could tell that the energy his job was using was trying to block him but being around the energy allowed him to circumvent it and get a semi clear picture.

The figure that finally appeared wasn't clear but the major thing that was seen was a purple glow emanating from its chest. Only being able to get this much from his scrying angered Ganondorf not to the extent to where he would damage anything, but enough to cause the spell to end. Having that happen his magic started to flow off his body in droves, behind his back a shadow of a demonic looking beast appeared. Coming to the realization of what he was doing Ganondorf took some calming breaths ceasing the flow of magic off his body and started to reel in his anger. After a few moments he calmed enough to think rationally again. Taking one last look at the Xenomorph Ganondorf turned and sent a dismissive wave to it then put his hands in his pockets and started his trek home, hoping to put his nerves to rest and to think on these new developments that entered his new life.

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The figure that finally appeared wasn't clear but the major thing that was seen was a purple glow emanating from its chest. Only being able to get this much from his scrying angered Ganondorf not to the extent to where he would damage anything, but enough to cause the spell to end. Having that happen his magic started to flow off his body in droves, behind his back a shadow of a demonic looking beast appeared.

OOC: but Soundwave wasn't watching them at this time. did you mean to reference his earlier observations? or was this suppose to be real time imaging?

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The Xenomorph isn't use to being seen and the person not attack or scream. It crawled after Ganondorf, few steps at a time. It was intrigued by the man. If it did not learn more about him, it felt it would be wasting time on other matters. It even took different angles by climbing on the walls around them. Attempting to understand this strange man. What was the dark fog stuff, why is he so angry, does he know other people with weird powers? It could not pin down what Ganondorf was besides an out of place human.

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Soundwave had only spent a minutes examining his projects before walking away again. This time he was exiting the cavern. Following the passage way to the breach in the subway system. This breach was in an off shoot, a small area that appears every mile or so of track; the exit to the subway had a holo image of the complete wall to disguise the opening. Tracking no cars running though this section of tracks, he transformed and flew flawlessly through the system to the next area like the entrance to his cave. Here he transformed back into his upright form. Soundwave used a sewer maintenance passage to cross over to the surface. He would exit the subway system through the sewer spill point. This exit was just over the multi-matter recycle plant.

Transforming once again into the UAV form, he took flight into the night sky. Dawn was only an hour away, making it close in on the darkest hour of the night. Soundwave flew out to the tower that was still surrounded by the flashing lights of the emergency vehicles. There were at least three helicopter like air craft hovering around the structure as it was being evacuated, investigated, and monitored.

Darkheart tilted her head. "The 'Void'? Wow, I'm REALLY in a different world. Quick, have you ever heard of a Dragon called Malefor?"

Ooc: yes I was referring to his earlier observation not real time.
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Ganondorf noticed the Xenomorph was following him. He paused and looked at the creature seeing it moving a few steps at a time. Shaking his head Ganondorf questioned," Why are you following me? Can you even understand me?" Still standing there he waited for some form of response.' What is with this strange creature, and what does it want with me?' Ganondorf pondered mentally

Everywhere he turned, Robin saw more lights, more people. Only a deep breath kept him from screeching his anger and attempting to knock out one of more workers. Instead, he looked out of the closest window, judging the distance from the ground and any ledges he could grasp. There was no way he could get down the normal way. Someone would show doubt with his story. As he lowered himself onto the windowsill, he was startled by what appeared to be a blue jet. He gripped onto the edge of the window, trying not to fall.

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Darkheart tilted her head. "The 'Void'? Wow, I'm REALLY in a different world. Quick, have you ever heard of a Dragon called Malefor?"

"Malefor... no, I don't recall hearing such a name before." Twilight shook his head. "Of course, dragons aren't terribly common where I come from. But I digress. It would appear we are not the only beings caught up in this turn of events. Perhaps we could join forces to divine the source of the issue?" He reached out for a handshake, trying his best not to seem insincere.

Darkheart eyed Twilight's hand. "Malefor was the result of my greatest mistake: Using my 'Dark Corruption' without testing it first. But you think it's possible for us to join forces?" The dragoness' tail swished. "... Are you expecting me to do something with that hand you're holding out? Is there some social custom here?"

Xenomorph was familiar with the language, having lived around the locals for many years. The black creature dropped back down to the ground, giving a slow nod to answer Ganon to the best of its abilities. It hummed a slight growl as it did so.

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Soundwave avoided getting too close to the scene itself and instead located Twilight and the self titled Shade, the dragoness. Coming just within visual range of the two and the elemental birds, he stayed airborne to avoid detection and monitor the subjects. Expecting to find the source of energon Twilight had come into contact with.

((This probably sounds too much like pleading, but I've made multiple attempts to interact with other characters, so could someone respond?))

Twilight just blinked. Was she being serious? "This is what's known as a 'handshake'," he explained, a slight condescending tone in his voice. "It's a gesture for when people either meet for the first time or make a deal with each other. Like this. Blizzard, shake." He offered his hand to Blizzard, who shook it with one of his talons. "Easy." After introductions were out of the way, he revealed to the so-called Shade that the machine he had procured was in his cult's hideout in the ruins of an old temple not too far from the city.

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((This probably sounds too much like pleading, but I've made multiple attempts to interact with other characters, so could someone respond?))

Across the street on the destroyed building, some movement caught his eye. What appeared to be a human child/black and blue faerie dangled from a windowsill. "What in blazes..." was all he could muster at the sight. Did the beings here have no sense of self preservation? The archmage sighed; he might as well play hero as long as he's here. "Blizzard, aid that fool," he commanded the ice bird, and his pet obeyed, flying up to Robin to offer assistance.

OOC: I apologize if you felt left out, but I was just unsure as to what you were doing. They way you wrote the last few posts made it seem as if your character entered the attacked building, then not. Climbing out a window to avoid the people he blends in with, I just figured you had your own little thing going there, and I didn't know what would intervene your characters self development.

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Soundwave acknowledged what Twilight said about a machine he had found and where he currently keeps it. He stuck around in the area, however, for he was unsure if this being knew he was here and was just saying something to see if he'd budge from the air above them. Was this robed humanoid aware he was above them this whole time? If so, Soundwave wanted to be sure. Soundwave increased his altitude, flying above the average cloud height, to the point that even if someone looked up in day light hours, he was merely a speck in size. From here he would rely on street cameras within his current range to them, which wasn't many. Most of the devices he had access to were high atop the taller buildings, making it harder to see the whole area as easily as he had from his base of operations.

Seeing that the Xenomorph nodded to his question Ganondorf just sighed while looking up to the sky.' What did I do to deserve this?' Ganondorf ironically thought." Fine if you're just going to follow me might as well take the quick way home," Ganondorf stated with a tired sigh, just wanting the day to be over with. So with that he opened a portal and stepped to the side to offer the Xenomorph a way in.

" Well, we don't have all night, might as well enter if you're that curious about me," he said.' Might as well if its just going to follow me. Hopefully this won't come back to bite me," Ganondorf thought.

Darkheart nodded. "I apologize for this. I've never been accepted by anyone. My own parents disowned me; My mother started grooming until she saw my markings, then my father picked me up and carried me to the river to drown me." She tilted her head, then, cautiously, held out her paw.

Robin dug his claws into the stone as he heard the sound of something flying. He turned his head as much as he could and saw an ice-blue bird of prey flying towards him. "Great, now I'm going to die of falling due to bird attack."

Contrary to what Robin initially thought, Blizzard had no intention of harming the faerie, instead taking him by the shoulders, offering a calm squawk as a means of saying he meant no harm.

Twilight hid a smile as he took the dragon's outstretched hand and shook it. His hand felt like ice. "My my, quite a tragic past. Take solace in the fact that you are not alone. I will aid you in any way I can." He looked up, noticing that his bird was helping the reckless faerie. "Seems I've trained Blizzard well. If only Inferno were as obedient as him..." Inferno responded with a passive-aggressive squawk.

Darkheart wondered briefly if the spellcaster had somehow dipped his hand in ice before the handshake. "That's a first. Then again, if I'm in a different world, perhaps I'm safe for once." She wondered if she should tell him her real name, but decided that confessions should wait until later.

Robin kicked his legs, trying to escape from the bird's grasp. As he struggled, he looked beneath him at the ground and the distance, and froze up. "Alright, giant possibly magical bird of prey, you have the upper hand now. Take me to your nest, and I'll have the upper hand! You probably don't know what I'm saying, but beware! And please don't drop me."