The Battle Of Wills - Crossover RP

Sheik listened to Link's command and turned towards the smaller demon. She prepared to stab the creature while it was busy with Viktor. All she had to do was pounce with her dagger...

Sheik suddenly noticed that her hand held nothing. Her dagger remained embedded in the whimpering hound's skull! Her mistakes seemed to snowball in this battle—she just had to keep things together.

Time for plan B. The Sheikah dashed towards her distracted foe while she pulled out her chain. She leapt onto the monster's back and tried to wrap the restraints around its neck. Ideally, Sheik's new demonic steed would try to deal with this new threat, but the Sheikah did not know if this was enough to save Viktor. She could slip some needles into the monster's eyes, but only if the thing focused on Viktor.

Veigar got thrown back into the vehicle, unable to get away from the place. But one of the others had managed to take over the hextech machine. Maybe these guys were smarter than Veigar gave them credit for. But it didn't matter, time now to stop those enemies. "Keep it steady!" Veigar got back to the window and watched the movement patterns of the enemy for a bit. This should brighten their day, while their vehicles would probably carry them through the effects of Event Horizon, the little master of evil thought that if their bodies were stopped they might lose control of their bikes. As long as he managed to avoid hitting his allies.. "Take this!" Veigar summoned Event Horizon head of the bikers. Black pillars came up out the ground forming a purplish transparent bubble that would stun anything with a Soul that passed through.

Viktor grunted as he got knocked to the ground and held the creature mouth from biting him with his hands,if something like this happened in the fields of justice in teamfights,he was sure he would be dead by now.

As the Sheikah jumped on the creature attacking him,Viktor decided to use this distraction to kill this creature.

"Beware of my death ray!" He warned to the Sheikah,before his mechanical shoulder arm readied up and used the death ray on the creature head in an attempt to kill it,making sure not to hit Sheik accidentaly.

Team 4

"I WILL!" Henno shouted as he continued to press on the gas pedal hard. "KEEP THEM OFF ME!"

The truck kept speeding up more and more, gaining a bit more distance from the incoming bikers.

....Well, it seemed that Crona would have to ask the question that was likely on the rest of the teams mind. "Er, I...don't want to sound rude but....Your eye...."

Well, that was KINDA a question...

Team 3

I couldn't help but notice at the rather nonchalant reaction to my underhanded nip as his 'cause'. That would rile and piss most people off, but the Michael seemed to not take offence from it and was far more open minded that I would normally expect from the religious type, or he simply got this kind of shit all the time, from assholes like me. I couldn't say I respected him for that, but at least he was growing on me. I simply rolled my eyes at his comment of "All habits die hard" after I determined the area to be clear of hostiles. I had not lived this long through wars and Hell thanks to a healthy sense of paranoia and a soldier's caution just to get unceremoniously sniped.

Ignoring the biblical rhetoric, I kept by eyes open as the group moved the the prison like building. Prison was apt, by Asylum would have been far more fitting. Everything about this place was like a claw across the soul, giving that kind of goosebump that's often attributed from someone walking on your grave, or while being given the evil eye. The mad men held here, whose crimes I could only guess, did not help, and their gnashing and throwing themselves across the wall was making me uncomfortable to an unnerving degree. The relatively normal one in a white stood out by contrast.

"So what's his deal? Ate a baby?" Though I suspected that cannibalism was not exactly unique here.

After walking through the corridor for was felt like forever, a large set of metal doors showed the end of the line. It opened to reveal the unmistakable sight of a mystical portal. Any patience I had left was sapped away instantly the second I remembered the hell gates and teleporters that I threw myself through back on Phobos and Deimos. None of them to better places.

"Whazzat? Whazzat? A portal? Oh good, like I haven't seen a hundred of these" I could help but announce my lack of enthusiasm and waited gun lifted in case a pinky decided to walk through and eat my companions.

Team 2

Not noticing anything abnormal, Sailor Mercury waited until the elevators reached the right floor. When the doors opened up, she launched her Shine Aqua Illusion attack at the closest hitmen she could see.

edited 11th Jun '14 7:42:08 PM by ScorpioRat

Team 1

Nightcrawler's attack caught the fish-headed demon off-guard, allowing the blue-skinned mutant to teleport his target without much trouble. The next thing both hounds and the rest of the party knew the fish-headed freak was lying on the floor, slowly getting up, both confused and stunned.

Sheik's assault was enough to draw hound's attention away from Viktor. It thrashed for a while, trying to get her off its back before a well-aimed Death Ray punched right through its eye, killing it instantly. With a final sigh it collapsed right on Machine Herald's presence, lifeless. The remaining hound scurried further away into darkness, still carrying Sheikah's misplaced dagger with itself.

The moment of hesitation on grunt hitmen was enough to freeze them solid without much trouble. Murphy didn't fare much better himself. He'd managed to move out of the way, but elevator's constricted space only allowed to control some damage done. Swearing like a sailor his left hand got stuck due to Shine Aqua Illusion in the elevator. "Little gnat!" The zombie-like mercenary swung his scrap metal sword at Ami, but his limited reach made him rather nonthreatening.

Both Joseph and Ranma got caught in the icy crossfire alongside suit men, but seemed otherwise unharmed... and yet something wasn't quite right about surroundings.

"What's the year back in your place? Ever heard of Joseph Stalin?" Michael inquired, shrugging. "In case you didn't, some quick info: commie, leader of USSR, war criminal, indirectly the biggest body count of civilians and soldiers alike during Second World War."

"As for the portal, that's the quickest way to get to Lower Heaven. We'd have to make our way through other seven sections of Prison otherwise."

The stabbed engine prior to Guy's expectations exploded violently, throwing its driver somewhere out to the side out cold. That however didn't seem to sap any of head biker's confidence.

What did was Veigar's display of power. In an instant a skullish grin vanished in an instant. "Oh son of a bi-" He was not meant to finish the sentence as Event Horizon started working. The moment the flamecycle went through the circle it dispersed, throwing the stunned chief biker right under 18-wheeler. The two riding behind the truck took notice and drove away to avoid driving into spell's range.

"My eye?" Girl's head tilted a little. "Which one? Mama says they are very beautiful shade of blue."

"I suppose that is enough of your confusion..." The voice similar to the one haunted house was using spoke up from the ether, but this time sounded much more mature and definitely colder. Behind the oblivious girl materialized a strange, repulsive wraith◊ resting its arm on a giant halberd, grinning wickedly. "I suppose you want some answers, correct?"

DOMINUS, THE ELDRITCH PREVARICATOR

Team 3

"Actually the Celestials from what I've seen are just a bunch of people who spend their whole day peacefully doing stuff like dancing. Who takes care of all the trouble and youkai is the resident shrine maiden. It's kinda odd that one person can do something a lot of you guys seem to be struggling to do without problem. I guess it's each world is really different from another."

Marisa shrugged, she found the whole issue to be rather funny herself, now she had a newfound respect from Reimu at least since she manages to prevent things from going to hell even if she complains about it all the time. That made the witch wonder why didn't they get her instead, but then remembered that keeping Reimu away from Gensokyo would probably be a very very bad idea. She then walked towards the portal without even paying attention to Michael.

"Coming through!"

Marisa then flew into the portal with her broom immediatelly, not even waiting for the others.

edited 13th Jun '14 10:44:10 PM by FullMoon

TEAM 3

Sypha frowned as she looked around the area... She did not like the feel of this place, but she remained silent throughout the explanation of Michael's. She did not give anyone, even the calm mustashioed man the time of day, though others were commenting for her... until 'Reimu' decided to jump into the portal.

"Reimu has jumped in," Sypha pointed out matter-of-factly to the others, but waited for Doomguy to jump in before jumping in herself. She was not good at close combat and did not know what was on the other side other than what Michael calls 'Lower Heaven.'

edited 15th Jun '14 7:19:00 PM by GameGuruGG

Link was startled to hear the sudden appearance of the fish freak behind her, in the middle of the group. However she was on her feet, armed and ready to react to new threats... so the moment she saw the enemy on the corner of her eye, she held her blade in two hands and spun around to give one solid diagonal slash at it.

Team 3

Joseph Stalin, or at least that's what Michael called the mustached man. I knew who he was, it was just that I thought he was dead. It had been, what? Almost a century since the end of World War 2? I could only vaguely remember what had happened to the USSR in the history books, after the Nazis attacked and took over the US and the people of the USSR revolted against the Soviets.

"I think our worlds are very, very different, Michael" I told him, giving one last glance to the jailed man before focusing back on the portal.

It lead to "Lower Heaven", whatever that meant. I had been about to ask what that was. Then I heard Reimu exclaim she was going, then I felt the woosh of a speeding object flying right past me and she disappeared into the whirling energies like a pebble into water. My jaw fell down, feeling the jaw hit the bottom of the helmet. How could someone be so idiotic, so... so... there was not another word for it! I wanted to scream and yell at the witch who was no longer there until the much more stoic Sypha pointed out the obvious for me.

"Yes, yes she did" I agreed, before letting out a sigh of defeat. If Reimu was still alive by the time I got though the portal, I was going to kill her. I held my shotgun up and jumped in afterwards, feeling the ever familiar pull of dimensional travel

edited 13th Jun '14 10:22:35 PM by Luke_Prowler

Team 5

Almost instinctively, Lucina drew Falchion from her scabbard in a moment's notice. Surprisingly for a huge sword, it was being held by only her right hand almost as swiftly as an ordinary blade, even if Lucina did not show herself to be muscular - on the contrary, her slender arms were almost a contradiction to her weapon of trade.

"What in Naga's name is this?!", she asked in a most demanding tone, ready to react as soon as it made any hostile movements, or tried to approach her any further. Not even the Risen, abominable animated corpses of dead soldiers who now fell into Grima's grasp, managed to creep her to such levels. That thing seemed like a demon itself, more like Grima than his spawn.

"Are you the one behind this incident?"

Team 1

"I have teleported the enemy to our close quarters!" Nightcrawler yelled, dropping from the sky and teleporting right next to the fish, delivering a spinning kick in the hopes of complimenting Link's strike against the enemy.

Team 4

Henno drove the truck as fast as he can, pushing the gas pedal hard.

"GOOD! KEEP THEM BACK! I'LL GET UP OUT OF HERE!"

To be on the safe side, he pushed on the horn to get other vehicles out of the way.

Team 1

Nightcrawler and Link's combined attacks did the job properly. Before the fish-headed demon had any time to react, the impact of the kick threw him right under the blade, drawing blood and killing the enemy instantly.

The battle was over.

The portal led to what appeared to be the front of some building, stylized like a Greek Parthenon and made out entirely of black marble. The peculiar building was situated in the middle of some rather rich-looking, modern city. It was... so shiny. It's like they were in heart of some utopia where everyone has what they need, where everyone is content with their lives, where there's no evil. It seemed to reflect in the atmosphere itself: compared to their previous location the air here was clear and pleasant to breathe with.

"Welcome to Centrum Mundi." Michael said, giving a look to the group. "That fancy black marble is your destination. Is where Sammael resides. Now, I will have to ask you to be on your best behavior here. I can't expect you will turn down your weapons or magicks, but it's best for everyone if you keep civil regardless of what he'll be saying. The last thing we need are panic and shootouts in the middle of Heavens." Pulling out another cig and another lighter Michael let out a sigh. "Go. I'll notify Raphael and Gabriel of your arrival, they'll take care of you once you're out. I'm giving you a benefit of the doubt, letting you go freely around, so I'd rather not see it wasted. Until then." With that said and the cigarette lighted, Archangel of War gave the party a nod and walked away, leaving the party to its own devices.

Dominus let out a chuckle. "Yes and no, I suppose." He said, its grin never disappearing. It's like the wraith couldn't have any other expression. "I'm the one responsible for the trial. I wanted to see if you have the thing I'm... looking for. The magic of this house however is not of my doing." Dominus held girl's chin with his free hand, drawing blood with his nail as he slid it under it, cutting skin with ease. "This little lady here is the catalyst of house's magic. If she were to perish, the lock would dispel and you, myself and that wolf from the main hall would be able to leave at our own leisure. However..." Wraith's grin seemed to widen even more, defying psychics. "I think you need to be filled in about your current situation. Did a thought of why were you sent to this location by Ipsum ever crossed your minds?"

The girl seemed oblivious to Dominus's doing, acting as if he was not there. Not even the wound the wraith caused seemed to move her.

Veigar looked out, but the truck was moving fast. There was little chance of Veigar actually hitting anyone, but he cast Dark Meteor with a wave of his wand. A purple mark appeared ahead in the road, and a few moments later a purple Dark Meteor would fall from the sky and strike it. Veigar tried to put it in a spot where it would hit one of the enemies, but he knew he wasn't used to this speed.

Team 3

As Marisa had flew through the portal in a high speed, she pretty much kept flying straight ahead even after arriving, only stopping when she was already in front of the giant building, she didn't even care about how big or shiny it was, she just went straight in without waiting for anyone, or hearing what Michael said for that matter.

Clearly she was in a rush, but at least she didn't crash into anything or anyone.

Team 4

Now that the smoke was clear, Guy jumped over the windshield onto the top of the truck, then stepped over to the back. There wasn't much he could do at this point so he settled for getting ready to knock anything else that came up onto the truck off again.

Team 1

Link pulled her blade free of the monster she just slew, swinging the sword at air so that the smooth, rune covered surface would slide the blood clean off. Then she sheathed her blade and looked all around them for threats, keeping her shield in one hand and aimed somewhat towards the darkness of the tunnel.

"Everyone alright?"

Team 1

Sheik broke her frigid air to let out a heavy sigh. Her blade was missing. Her clothes were bloodstained. Her body lay on a still-warm demonic corpse. But at least everyone seemed unharmed.

"I...I am alright." the Sheikah replied as she rolled off the hound and tried to push it off her mechanical friend.

Team Democracy-i mean,Team 1

Viktor,with the aid of Sheik pushed the hound off him and got up from the ground,also grabbing his hextech staff he dropped when the hound pounced on him.

"Excluding from some blood from the creature that pounced on me,i otherwise received no damage on my devices or myself"

He then lifted up his staff and made his hextech staff glow again with a purple light.

"We still need to keep moving on our mission,we also must beware of more attacks or ambushes from the enemy"

edited 19th Jun '14 9:40:29 PM by darkomega245

Team 3

Moving across the universe by been thrown through a violent violation of the laws of physics has never been my idea of travel, although I admit that may be due to bias on my part. The UAC's teleporters had the unfortunate side effect of causing all of their volunteers to turn insane and then eventually explode. The ones that didn't do that, where the one I had the poor luck of using and tend to send me where hellspawn had set up camp. So despite fair warning I had been completely expected to fight for my life as the teleportation sickness passed and found myself in what was aptly referred to as Heaven.

Lower Heaven, or "Centrum Mundi" as Michael had called, was not exactly what I thought it looked like. Lacked the fluffy clouds, pearly gates, and cherub playing tiny harbs. It actually looked like something like New York, if New York wasn't a cesspool of bat attitude and industrial byproduct. Even the air had the kind of quality I would associate with the untamed wilds. It almost felt artificial.

Not too far off I could see Reimu and her witchy hat speeding away on her witchy broom to do whatever witchy thing was going through her head. As I tried my best to give her the stink eye from long range, Michael and Sypha popped in behind me, and I realized I was still holding my shotgun up. I gave a sheepish shrug and put it away as the maybe-angel told us to behave ourselves and not cause trouble. Which only wanted me to cause trouble. He had least was not longer was babysitting us or try to take away my weapons, so me and Sypha were left on our own with only a order to head to the black marble palace ahead of us. It slowly began to dawn on me that, unless either Reimu or Sypha were secretly mass murders (which I wasn't about to cross out) I could very well be the evilest being on this plane of existence.

Which was probably why I was slowly beginning to hate this place.

"You think Heaven has a porn shop?" I casually asked the magician beside me, before remembering that the magic user was probably slightly more religious than I was and would not be so keen on such a question "Probably not" I retracted the statement and slow began to head towards the building, keeping near Sypha in case battle were to spontaneously break out.

"I imagine this is a bigger deal for you than it is for me. vampire hunter and all" I tried again for casual conversation. Out of reflex I had taken the rocket launcher off of my belt and began to load rockets in the drum, though thankfully I could do that and walk at the same time.

Team 3

Sypha looked out at the landscape of 'Centrum Mundi,' Lower Heaven. It was a world of impressive buildings which reached the sky and looked to have no sin... well other than the three mortals granted the opportunity to experience it. Seemingly ignoring Doomguy's rather lewd question, she commented on his second one as they walked towards the black marble palace, using her staff as a walking stick.

"That we and Reimu are perhaps some of the few mortals to be granted entrance to heaven while still alive?" Sypha looked at Doomguy with a serious expression on her face. "No, that makes me worried since heaven needs to be direct with us."

edited 20th Jun '14 5:12:33 PM by GameGuruGG

Team 1

Nightcrawler teleported to the ground, leaning over the demon's body. "Killing them was not necessary, but I suppose it would be too hypocritical of me to reprimand any of you." He sighed, trying to close the fish-head's eyes- if he had any. "We must march forward. I assume none of you possess deadly wounds?"