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[Stirk]

Jacob tries to look at Amnis's wound, tapping the shapesifter twice on his right shoulder as he is looting the corpses. "Are you....alright?" he states in a monotone voice

[crazyabe]

Nixus Looks around, wondering what had happened, Then gets on their feet.

[Greatness942]

Hmm. Waitlist me, please. Are we allowed to use characters from random franchises and stuff like in RTDPC?

Yeah, man! Canon characters are perfectly allowed. Just make a sheet with them, and they will be allowed.

[Greatness942]

Turn is coming to either this or one of my other two games soon

[Greatness942]

Mission One: Aftermath
Section Six: First Fight's First Aftermath

Turning to the Collector with an annoyed gaze, Amnis sighs and says "Fucking hell. I didn't even get to kill anything.", staring at the corpse. Turning on his heel, he walks over to the scientist at the computer terminal and begins looting his pockets. [Loot Quality: 1] Other than research papers, though, nothing of interest rests there. The research papers aren't even of the Collectors, instead being for a project funded by something called the Osore Syndicate. His ID, pinned to his torn labcoat, shows him as the same doctor who hired them: Dr. Cole Baker. Shaking his head, he then goes towards the soldier. His ID pin lists him as General Ray Eisenhower. [4] In addition to his still-loaded sidearm and a spare magazine for the weapon [Weapon Gained: Colt M1911 (Pistol, 7/7)], he also finds one, and only one, document of what experiment caused this to happen, which is written casually as apposed to professionally. It lists off the purported abilities of "Project: ZODIAC" as requested by the American Government, including a myriad of Psychic and Magic abilities, hand-to-hand combat experience, and an IQ of 230. It also mentions an "H.I" on the transport he took, specifically saying "Our damn H.I had to run some diagnostics on herself today, so we were an hour late. I get that Miranda is a thinking, feeling machine, but she's still a machine, you would think she would have pre-done this shit."

Jacob goes over to Amnis and taps his shoulder twice, while saying "Are you...alright?"

Three gnomes all suddenly open their eyes together, fittingly for the formerly singular Gnome known as Nixus. Getting to their feet, they look around the station they've been dropped at with curious eyes.
...Kept ya waiting, huh?

Sorry! I have focus issues and it makes it difficult to start working. Once I do, I finish quick. I just have to start. Sorry for the wait!

[crazyabe]

Nixus Looks around, before they start messing with machines.

[Greatness942]

*bump*

[Greatness942]

*bumping again. If neither Elf, OceanSoul, or Mallos responds, I may have to bump them down to the waitlist. The Resurrection Initiative must continue.*

[Greatness942]

((Alright, I'll hold off on the waitlist bumping since things are only just now kicking into gear again.))
The collective of Gnomes known as Nixus look around, scouring the scene. Two corpses, five randoms looking at them oddly, and a whole bunch of machines. At the sight of the machines, they go over to investigate the terminals overlooking the large, red, and sparking generators. [7] They gain a pretty good grasp of how the monitors work from messing with the touch-screen, though what they can actually do is still limited.

[Mallos]

"Mm. This is... intriguing." Amnis muses to himself while staring at the paper. "Some sort of... genetic modification project. Strange."

"Mhm. I'm fine, aside from being severely disappointed in the lack of blood on my hands", Amnis barely turns his head towards Jacob while responding.

Put the document in my pocket. While we're out of combat, see if I can use the Colt as a reference of sort to morph my other hand into an organic projectile launcher of sorts.

[Greatness942]

"Mm." Mallos hums, "This is... intriguing." Staring at the paper, he muses "Some sort of...genetic modification project. Strange." As he stands up, putting the document in his pocket, he says to Jacob "Mhm. I'm fine, aside from being severely disappointed in the lack of blood on my hands." While he's up, he attempts to copy the Colt's properties into his own shapeshifting projectile launcher. [8] He manages to copy the properties into an organic launcher, carrying the same attributes (seven round gun) while freeing up the actual firearm and ammunition for someone else to use.
And now we're back. Sorry, I was super busy with a lot of stuff. And when I wasn't? I was just doing something else entirely, and thus didn't have enough free-time, either.

Also: @TCM: Assuming you haven't forgotten about us, you need to make a character. Having an empty slot is annoying, distracting, and not good at all.

[Greatness942]

*bump. This game is not dying. Hell no.*

[TCM]

Spoiler: From the Tundra, Reborn in the Jungle (click to show/hide)

Name: Androv Kolasskki / Nyallathorn
Gender: Male
Race: Demi-God
Appearance: A middle-aged man with a bushy black beard. His is of average build though this is often concealed with a thick golden overcoat and wool hat, both of which are painted over in Aztec imagery. When he takes off his overcoat, the colorful wings, like those of a tropical bird, sprout from his shoulderblades.
Personality: Androv is a loud, boisterous and gregarious man. He believes in ostentation, wealth and winning as per his competitive military background. He takes advantage of the gullible and ignorant when possible.

Starting Weapon: Ornate Bayoneted Musket
Starting Abilities:
Sol's Rays (Lv. 2 Active) - A single target is felled by the flames of Heaven. Ignores physical armor/defense. Inflicts Holy/Burning damage for 2 turns.
Through the Void of Imagination (Lv. 1 Passive) - Can travel into any painting and explore the inside of it as if it were a new world. Takes one turn to enter/leave a painting. Can be performed outside of combat.
Azetocal's Wings (Lv. 1 Passive) - Can use his wings to achieve flight.
Courage of the Light Brigade (Lv. 1 Active) - Charges fearlessly at a target, ignoring all ailments and debuffs for that turn. Stabs them with the bayonet and after skewering the target, fires a shot into them at point-blank range. Counts as two simultaneous attacks, both doing Piercing damage. 2 Turn Cooldown.
Inspire Fanaticism (Lv. 1 Passive) - Nyallathorn believes that the only one who can lead men into battle is a God. +2 to inspiring NPC armies to fight on his side, +4 on zealous NPCs.


Color: Orange
Backstory: Most of Androv's life was spent living in Medieval Russia where he was a noble Boyar. He worked most notably as a successful military leader and ambassador for the royal court. While out on a scouting mission one day, he uncovered a buried alien treasure containing a ticket inviting him to compete in the Wiki-War Multiverse Bonanza, which took the greatest combatants from across the multiverse to fight for endless glory.
 He accepted, and during the fighting discovered a hidden power, the ability to travel through paintings and explore them as new worlds. He used this to go into an Aztec world, and from there was able to meet the mighty Aztec God Azetocol. Azetocol, amused by Androv, granted him the power of flight. Androv used this new power to convince the Aztecs he was a God, and rallied them to defeat the Conquistadors. Androv refined his powers and leadership and united the tribes of Ancient Central America, using them as an army to win the Bonanza.
Years have passed since that battle royale and now he itches to get back into the thick of action.
Theme Song: Mental Giant - Tech N9ne

[Greatness942]

Approved!

If you'd go ahead and do an action to introduce the character into the game, I'd be most appreciative.

[TCM]

A uninteresting painting resting on a wall near the bulk of the party begins to shake and vibrate as if someone was drilling a hole through it on the otherside. Instead, a bright white tear grows from its centermost point and expands vertically until it stretches from the top-to-bottom of the painting in a jagged line, like an illustration of a fault line. An ostentatiously dressed Russian noble man comes through, stepping over the boundaries of the painting the same way that you step over a puddle. Once he has passed the boundary, the tear disappears and the painting goes back to its original form.

He brushes himself off and seeing the other people in the room, bows slightly. "Androv Kolasskki, pleased to make all of your acquaintances. I will be working with you henceforth, as a leader in matters of military, politics and arts. I have had years of experienced in all fields, so you will find me quite qualified. Now then, if I could be brought up to speed on current events?"

Make an entrance to everyone and acquire pertinent information.