((Seriously, why do you have to do all this when I'm away/asleep/etc?))
Victoria reassuringly hugs TA!Selina and affectionately licks her face.
"Um...why are you licking Selina's face?"
"My name is Pink. Well, I go by that. Yes, Isaac is a guy, but we are two separate entities, so I'm not a gender bender because I have no control over Isaac's actual body~"
Pink decides to also lick TA!Selina's cheek because tease~
<Pink? That's not a name, it's a crayon...and as to the second, Isaac turns into you, Isaac is a guy, you are a girl, so Isaac turns into someone of a different gender. With me so far?>"Uh...why are you licking? Should I lick Selina, too? Is that a greeting in your universe or something?"
Pink decides to do that to the other Selina~
<That's it.> Nuriel takes over.
"No one can lick my Selina but me! Got it, pinkie?"
Pink is feeling extra teasing, so she kisses RotMG!Selina~
Nuriel punches Pink.
<@Nurile: SHE?! THE FUCK YOU TALKING ABOUT WILLIS!?>
<The name is Nuriel. And I know your type, the crusadery folks fighting for God, ignoring all the suffering and madness and chaos and stuff your wars leave in your wake--or not caring, perhaps. Religious folks are the worst. Or did you mean the second bit? Yeah, God is a female spirit who created the universe and whatnot, and is now trapped inside a young woman by the name of Yuri. She's not particularly pleasant, but other than that she doesn't resemble your thoughts of God much.>
"Multiple relationships~? Oh my~ What's wrong with adding another~?"
"You didn't ask, that's what's wrong!"
"Do you want her off of you, Selina..?"
Ashley has been watching curiously this entire time.
"Yes. She does. And Pink wants to get off her."
"Th-th-that Marie persons t-t-tentacles... f-f-felt weird... th-thats all..." Selina seems sincere.
TAngel hugs Selina comfortingly.
"Um... o-okay..." Selina closes her eyes and opens them to green.
"Hello, I am Green. Nice to make your aquantance." She closes her eyes and then opens them to yellow.
"Hello, I'm Yellow. Its nice to meet you. I'm sure you'll be fine with everyone... But the best option would be to avoid someone named Darnos." She closes her eyes and opens them to grey.
"I AM GREY AND I HOPE YOU DON'T GET ON MY BAD SIDE!" She closes her eyes and opens them to blue.
"...hello...Blue..." She waves slowly before closing her eyes as well and opening to red.
"Hello my friend, I am Not!Selina. No need to freak out as i'm not about to hurt you or my Selina okay? I'm friendly." She smirks but doesn't change back...
"You're sticking around? Good. Why aren't you Red?"
"How about... flashing my counterpart over there."
"...Not a bad choice."
"...I like you so much." Not!Selina takes her shirt and bra off before walking over to Ashley and hugging her while on her tippy toes, her chest in her face.
Selina opened her eyes, only to close them again, blushing a lot. (1000)
Nuriel pays close attention.
"Hey, my Selina, how would you rate yourself compared to her? Be honest."<Be nice, Nuriel.>
"Oh urm.. hello there.. Is this a custom in your universe...?"
"I wish..."
"One. My shell would likely cause disease or necrosis."
"Thanks for the heads-up."
"Explain the relationship between you and Angerus~ You know, the dating bits~ It detail~"
"Who's this Angerus guy?""Big guy in armor. He yells and swears a lot. Other than that, he's nice.""...Would he by any chance be a zealot?""I...I think so. I don't really talk about his religion much, but he seems to thank this Emperor person a lot."Nuriel has an ominous feeling.
All my peeps still zonked? Either way, sitrep please?
Also, Assume Cult jumped through at some point
Yuri can wake up now if you want to RP.
Kay. Assumed i needed Elf to say so first.
Yuri slowly sits up wherever she is, groaning quietly. "Mm... Why..." she blinks. "Why doesn't my back hurt. That is not a good sign. And why is Shys'm Caes not in my head anym... oh this is bad..."
"Why is Shys'm Caes being out--"<Demons Run.>
"Oh, right...shit." Nuriel looks terrified and turns back into Angel.
The SA cast should see a group of peasants fill the stands. They look absolutely terrified.
A voice calls out to everyone in the Colosseum.
"Good day, my friends, and welcome to my specially made Arena!"
Suddenly, Angerus and Catherine are at full strength and can access their magic respectively.
"This will be...interesting. And probably tragic. I wonder where those peasants came from..." Will, with the help of his power, determines the origin of the peasants--at least to geographical region and temporal period.
"HOLY FUCK, I CAN FEEL THE GOD EMPEROR'S HOLY FUCKING LIGHT FLOW INTO ME! REPENT MOTHERFUCKER, AND I WON'T COME UP THERE AND KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS!"
"Heheh. You are not here to make me repent, Angerus Temperon, Heretic.
You are here to entertain me."
"Interesting..." Trying to look casual, Will checks to make sure that the Colosseum is still within sight of the Academy.
"I called you a heretic. Consorter with Xenos--
Will's thoughts about Angerus's origins are confirmed: Space Marine, as in Warhammer 40,000, likely of the fan-created Angry Marines chapter. With each further sentence, the evidence of this is hammered in, alongside growing certainty of other details of Angerus's life, including most importantly his time in the Lost and Found. Will suddenly slumps over, feeling drained of strength as his power continues to inform him of things from this place between worlds, as well as many other things.
"So much..."
((Just everyone who was in the Colosseum.))
"And why hello, Shys'm Caes, creator of worlds, manipulator of the blood. Demons Run, or so they call you.
Oh, don't worry. I've tied your presence to your human host. When I call her to battle, you'll be with her."
More information overload. Will is curled in a fetal position, clutching his forehead. The thought crosses his mind that he could be doing this on purpose, a second before his power informs him that this is untrue.
"...W-w-will she... sh-she k-k-kill us...?" Selina looks worried, but hopes she can trust her. Selina also just realized, Yuri could see on her own!
Not!Selina walks over with a grin.
"Whats up... Yuri was it?"
"... Selina, why are there two of you and why is one of them the side of you I sealed away so deep even hypnosis probably couldn't make it surface again?"
"One of them is from your universe, one from mine.""Hi, Yuri."
"Even your raw power is suppressed in my realm. You couldn't create anything short of a single kernel."
Will's power informs him that the overseer is either sloppy or an idiot.
"That means that it could make something greater than a single kernel..."
IMMA FUCKING SHOW THE EMPEROR'S LIGHT WITH MY FUCKING FISTS!"
[82+27=109]
Angerus prayer head butts him!
"...Did he just--"
"Yes.""After saying he would--"
"Yes."
"Someone start looking for a secret passage, @Elf probably installed one somewhere."
Matthew smacks Richard.
"No metagaming."
The clone Angerus headbutts back...[100!+?]....and sends Angerus back a couple of inches.
"FUCK YOU! YOU FUCKING HERETIC XENOS LOVING CHAOS CULTIST!"
"Fascinating...can you wait for ten minutes? Fifteen, tops..."
((oohh dear lots of stuff I missed, may take me a while to catch up))
((Welcome to Twilight Academy/Rise of the Magic Girls. I hope you like RP!))
((...You know, Stella would be a pretty good fit for the RotMGverse...))
"HAH, NO FUCKING LIZARD XENOS SCUM HYBRID SHIT TONIGHT, MOTHERFUCKER!"
Clonegerus parries with his bat.
New infoburst. Will is moaning incoherently.
((What have i missed, last read here will keep trying to catch up but may take a while))
((Let's see...focusing on what Stella would know, an angry space marine and a magic girl were teleported into the Colosseum, peasants filed in, this purple-voiced guy started talking about how he was going to use the guys in the Colosseum as entertainment, shadows started fighting them, and Will is currently on the ground suffering from information overload as his power fills him in on a multitude of details from several other universes.))
Uh Will, what is going on, I kind of blacked out there
Will begins babbling. He seems to be explaining at least half a dozen different things, most of which seem unrelated and none of which seem to correspond with what is going on.