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| 09 Apr 2016 06:51 PM |
(Due to popular demand, TiTM has been continued. I guess.)
In a theoretically ever-expanding universe, different universes seem impossible. These different universes are only seen in hypotheses or fiction. These universes seem like nothing more than some other myth.
But what if I told you, different universes exist out there? What if I told you that as of late, different universes have been colliding? Competing, even? Would you be surprised?
Alas, this is not some random gibberish. This is something truthful. This is something important.
As I speak, all of the universes in the omniverses are sending over their most powerful warriors. Each fighter is among the most capable, the most resilient, the most impressive things you have ever seen. But why? Why must this happen? A simple answer: a tournament to end all tournaments.
But, why exactly is everyone agreeing to this? Allow me to say that the unknown coordinator has not made this tournament for a trophy. No. This coordinator has made the prize immeasurable wealth, power, fame, you name it. Everyone in the omniverse is driven by something, and this prize is to have it all.
So, why am I telling you this? What is the purpose? Another simple answer:
Your universe has been chosen to compete.
You can refuse if you'd like. But just be aware that with the prize can come limitless power. If someone were to claim it to obliterate all other universes other than theirs, or come to claim it themselves, there is nothing to do about it. Your only choice is to join and never allow that to happen.
But, that choice is yours.
--GUIDELINES OF THE TOURNAMENT--
The guidelines are simple. Each universe must have 20 fighters at the most, each having among the most power their universe can generate. Each team will be fighting under one supervisor, who will choose the order they will fight in should one be knocked out. The arena will be very large, and by no means a fighter will be killed, or have a widely-known weak spot be attacked, or that will mean disqualification. All other attacks are permitted.
--RULES OF THE ROLEPLAY--
1. Be considerate. Be kind to other RPers and be smart -- if you know your character can't win but can still put up a fight, do so. 2. No godmodding, metagaming, or powerplaying. These three are very important and means to do something impossible out of nowhere to win, know something other characters know because of OOC and not out of the actual story, and making your attacks connect every single time respectively. Remember, make it realistic -- sure, you can dodge sometimes, find out things through your characters, and have your hits connect sometimes, but when the other RPer is bothered, do remember to be kind and adjust. This also applies in vice versa, and if someone is bothering you because their character dodges everything you throw at them, kindly ask them about it. 3. No ERPing. If possible, the main rating we're aiming for in this thread is PG-13. 4. Remember, the team doesn't actually have to be 20 characters. That's just the maximum. You can actually have only 3 on your team, but just make sure to have something to compensate for it. 5. Use parentheses for OOC talk -- that means, if you're asking a question or simply conversating outside of the roleplay, put parentheses around your paragraph. 6. Try your best to keep calm in case of arguments. Just easily resolve it by working something out. 7. Have fun!
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| 09 Apr 2016 06:52 PM |
Oops, signup thread is here!
https://forum.roblox.com/Forum/ShowPost.aspx?PostID=187076181 |
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| 09 Apr 2016 07:00 PM |
| (So..... it's just a tournament?) |
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| 09 Apr 2016 07:03 PM |
| (Technically, yes. It's a major change from the freedom of the other TiTMs, but that's what the Super Awesome RP is for, amirite?) |
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| 09 Apr 2016 07:04 PM |
| (I don't like how we're limited to one Universe, though...) |
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| 11 Apr 2016 01:23 PM |
| (Are supervisors allowed to fight, too?) |
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LNG257
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| 11 Apr 2016 01:29 PM |
| Ooooh, an arena? My interest has surged, I shall consider signing up. |
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| 11 Apr 2016 02:00 PM |
| (Actually, super, no. Supervisors are the main brains of the team. They strategize, set up the team order, etc.) |
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| 11 Apr 2016 02:07 PM |
| (Okay, I'll have to give it a little more thought then. Thanks, success, I'll be posting my CS in a bit.) |
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LNG257
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| 11 Apr 2016 02:10 PM |
| I won't be superbly active, because I now have one RP to manage and will probably be remaking and reposting another old one. But I'll still do what I can and maybe give some interesting fights to the other teams. |
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| 11 Apr 2016 02:24 PM |
I want to participate, but I'm lazyyyyy laaazyyyy..
Give me ideas c:
Let the devils pour us cups of fermented blood, and the let the corpses dance in euphoria. |
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| 11 Apr 2016 05:44 PM |
You wait in a small room, closely resembling a doctors office from Earth. It is almost barren except for the chairs that your team and six others are sitting on, as well as two doors, one of which you entered through, and one which presumably lead to the arena. There wasn't much else, unless you counted the lights above and the incredibly clean tiles on the ground.
A hooded person opens the door that you had not come in through, his face concealed by the shadow it casted. Their dark red robe flowed around them as smoothly as water, nearly creating the illusion the fabric was actually alive.
"Come with me." A masculine voice emits from the figure, as he turns around to go back out the door from which he came from. The other teams stand up as you gather your teammates and follow them out the door in a massive pile, but their appearances are so varied you didn't have to worry about losing your own fighters in the crowd. A light shines from up ahead as you tread onwards, through a massive opening at the end of the dark tunnel you were being lead through. You walk through, only to be amazed by the HUGE rectangular arena presented to you and the cheering crowd numbering in the near hundred thousands.
The hooded man holds his arm out in a 'wait here' gesture, telling you to stay on the sidelines as he stepped onto the not-yet damaged battlefield. The only parts not covered in the elevated material that made up the stage was the very edges, which were carpeted with a surprisingly lifelike artifical grass.
The entity walks towards the middle, slowly making his way there as the fans in the seats all around the arena started to cheer louder. As soon as he gets to the very center, he throws his robe off in a swift motion, revealing a rather tall, suited man with a brown buzzcut, a slightly wrinkled face with a pair of sunglasses over his eyes, a thin build, and a tall posture. He holds out a microphone you weren't able to see before, which he raises to his mouth to shout something.
"PLEASE WELCOME THE SEVEN NEW TEAMS TO OUR ROSTER!" He yells, the crowd going absolutely wild. In the face of achieving absolute power, this seemed more like a sport than anything to them. Floating drones fly downwards to get good shots with their mounted cameras of you and the other teams.
"HAILING FROM THE SIGMA SECTOR CHRONICLES, THIS IS NOT YOUR AVERAGE SQUAD OF SOLDIERS! GIVE IT UP FOR... FIRETEAM NEXUS!" The man announced.
By this point, it felt like it was physically impossible for the crowd to be any louder. Cheers erupted from all around.
"THESE SOLDIERS ARE EVEN LESS HUMAN THAN FIRETEAM NEXUS! FROM ROBLOXIA, GIVE A GOOD CHEER FOR SQUADRON ENDER!"
Apparently, the crowd COULD get louder.
"DON'T LET THE SMALL SIZE OF THE UNIVERSE BIRM TTI3 FOOL YOU!" The announcer continues. "TREMBLE BEFORE THE MIGHT OF TEAM BIRM!"
Now, every single fan in the seats were probably busting their lungs screaming this loud.
"HERE'S A LARGE TEAM! COMING FROM THE SUPER AWESOME UNIVERSE, GIVE A WARM WELCOME FOR TEAM SUPER AWESOME!"
The screaming got progressively louder. This was nearly deafening by now.
"BUT, DID YOU KNOW THAT THE MASS EFFECT UNIVERSE HAS JOINED US?!" The announcer asked. The crowd finally quiets, looking at each other with confused faces. "You must be bluffing!" One spectator even shouts. The announcer keeps quiet for a second until he yells again.
"LET'S GIVE IT UP FOR BEGIN THE HARVEST!" He shouts, the crowd erupting in even louder cheering. Hope you enjoy becoming deaf.
"THESE VILLAINS ARE A SIGHT TO BEHOLD AND A POWER TO HIDE FROM! LET'S GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR THE UNSTOPPABLE FORCES!"
Surprisingly, the spectators don't boo. In fact, their cheering continues.
"AND FINALLY, BACK FROM DEATH THEY CAME! COMING FROM THE GUARDIANS UNIVERSE, LET'S WELCOME THEM BACK TO LIFE -- GUARDIANS AND FELONS!"
I'm pretty sure you guys are deaf by now, right? Right?
(The fights will begin soon, this is just a little introduction.)
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| 11 Apr 2016 06:02 PM |
~Unstoppable Forces~ They all laughed heartily and waved enthusiastically to the crowd when they heard their team name get called, all except for Ganon, who folded his arms and smirked at the crowd. "Heh heh. That enthusiasm will serve them well when we rule this universe." Ganondorf said to his teammates, who were still showing off to the crowds. "GWAH HAH HAH! That's what I'm talkin' about! Your king's right here, baby! Remember this face!" Bowser screamed, seemingly not paying attention to Ganondorf. Robotnik rubbed his hands together and cackled. "Yes, yes, we know how great we are! You don't need to wear it out!... Oh, what the heck, go ahead! Scream it from the rooftops! Oh ho ho ho ho!" Robotnik laughed, before turning to Ganondorf. "Let's not get cocky. Many have fallen with overconfidence." Ganon said, trying not to glance over to Bowser, before continuing. "There are some formidable foes that I have observed here." Ganon continued, looking over to the crowds of other fighters, before bringing his fist up and lowering it, causing an intense dark, fog-like magic substance to form around his fist. It was deep purple in colour. It then disappeared, before he spoke again. "Of course, they will be absolutely no match for us." Ganon finished, with a confident smile. "That's the spirit! With my brains and both of your brawn, we will flatten everyone who gets in our way!" Dr. Robotnik responded, before shaking Ganondorf's hand. "Gwar. All of this chummy-chum stuff is cool and all, but I'm itching for the ACTION! Who wants to take us on?" Bowser yelled, pounding his chest with his mighty fist. |
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| 11 Apr 2016 06:23 PM |
Bowser feels a tap on his shoulder, a Swampert having tried to get his attention with it. He looks at Ganondorf and the Koopa King with curiosity, tilting his head.
"Excuse me, but if I'm not mistaken, you two are from the Nintendo universe, correct?" He inquires, raising an eyebrow -- if Swamperts had one, that is. |
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| 11 Apr 2016 06:30 PM |
~Unstoppable Forces~ Bowser got interrupted from his gloating by a tap on his shoulder, whereas Ganondorf was aware of him already. Dr. Robotnik adjusted his glasses, put his hands behind his back, and observed what was happening. Bowser swerved around, claws bore and ready to attack, mouth open, but then realised that stomping him would just get them penalised, so he gruffly breathed out of his nose, folded his arms, and tried to speak over the roaring crowd. Please. Shut up. "Hmph, is that what you dorks are calling it? Yeah, I'm from there. And you'd better believe I'm the biggest, baddest, and most respected Koopa you'll ever come across, that's for sure!" Bowser gloated, doing a macho man pose. "You can get autographs from me when we take over this place." Bowser added. Ganondorf stepped forward, and talked to the Swampert, his power and figure looming eerily over the Swampert, terrifyingly so. This was probably not a person you wanted to mess with. "Yes. Why do you ask?" Ganondorf asked the Swampert, holding a hand out slightly in front of his face, and observing a small orb of pure necromancy float above his hand. You could feel its coldness from there. Ganon then closed his hand, making the orb disappear, before looking at the Swampert again. |
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Jin150
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| 11 Apr 2016 06:31 PM |
Begin The Harvest
Many extremely loud robot noises could be heard in the skies as Harbinger, Sovereign, Sailant and Andromeda simultaneously descend from the skies and land in the arena.
Harbinger then begins to speek in a deep robotic tone, "Before us, you are nothing. Your extinction is inevitable, we are the end of everything. The cycle cannot be broken" |
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| 11 Apr 2016 06:40 PM |
Hoffman
Here we are. After the reconquest of Potenza, the New Union detected the sudden opening of an inter-universal rift. Looking for more ways to counter the Ghouls, they assigned me Fireteam Nexus to investigate the rift. Before I could respond, the whole situation led to our participation in this game.
Evan
My HoloRifle is in good shape and the ARMSYS armor seems to be in top shape. After the whole Battle of Potenza, I figured that I might need a couple of months to recover. Turns out that I'm a lot more resiliant than I thought, allowing me to take part in this covert mission to this multiverse tournament of sorts. General Hoffman is now speaking.
"I hope your Fireteam is ready for this. There is a lot more spectators than I thought." "No kidding General. I mean, there are some teams with beings I've never even heard of." "I wish you luck out there, Lieutenant Roan. I'll be here to provide some tactical sense on the battlefield." "Roger that General."
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| 11 Apr 2016 06:50 PM |
| The Swampert smiled proudly. "Weird. I'm a Pokemon, and yet you don't know me? We come from the same universe... technically." He adds, shrugging. |
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marc12267
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| 11 Apr 2016 07:03 PM |
TEAM ZOEY We waited in the dark tunnel. |
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| 11 Apr 2016 07:04 PM |
~Bowser~ Steam came out of his nose as he unfolded his arms, and his expression got sterner. "Hey, watch it, pal! Do you KNOW how many lousy minions I gotta put up with in my castle? I don't even know, who keeps track of this kinda stuff?! Someone as radical as me doesn't have time to keep track of wimps like you!" Bowser rebutted, his teeth showing as you could see light flames ball up in the back of his throat, but they quickly disappeared. ~Ganondorf~ He harrumphed, before putting his arms back at his side. "He has some points. You may be in the same universe as we are, but what is that to us?" Ganondorf said in an intimidating fashion. ~Dr. Eggman~ "Now, now. Let's not get TOO hostile with our future subject- who knows, it could have some fascinating experimental results." Robotnik said eeril, before clearing his throat and fixing his posture. "Our universes have crossed multiple times, in fact. Yet I have not recalled seeing you once. Your appearance reminds me of a pesky rodent that I know. Oh ho ho ho, he'll have regretted that." Dr. Robotnik continued, talking to the Swampert and twirling his moustache. ~Bowser~ "Ah, whatever. Hey, eggface, I think you told us about these Pokemajiggers in one of your fancy-pants calculations, right?" Bowser asked, turning his head to Dr. Robotnik. ~Dr. Eggman~ "Oh ho, you remembered! Yes, from my observations, this is a Swampert." He said, before taking out a remote and pressing a button, and a hologram appeared in front of his face with a lot of data and analysis. "Apparently a water/ground type Pokemon, approximately 4'11 in height and 81.9 kilograms in weight, with a 87.5% male ratio to 12.5% female. Am I correct? Oh ho, don't answer that, of course I am!" Dr. Robotnik confidently said, waving his gloved hand. |
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| 11 Apr 2016 07:18 PM |
Begin The Harvest
We continue to watch the tiny beings who will soon be harvested and turned into another reaper |
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| 11 Apr 2016 07:21 PM |
TEAM BIRM IS BETTER THAN YOU IN EVERY WAY SHAPE AND FORM AND IF YOU THINK OTHERWISE YOU ARE UNWORTHY TO LIVE
BIRM HAHAHAHAHA STUPID MORTALS YOU GUYS SUCK IM BETTER THAN ALL OF YOU
The rest of team Birm TTI3 just smiled and waved awkwardly as their supervisor was being a whiny jackass, as per usual.
oh! life could be a dream sweetheart |
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