The Ultimate Crossover RP

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"What is that irritating voice?" Magashi asked aloud, not caring if the owner of said voice heard at all.

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"That's ain't really something I can answer, is it?" she replied to his question.
"She definitely cares about you though. Maybe it's because you two work for the same guy."
She had no idea, of course, but those words would probably wind up making this entire situation more complicated.

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Amidst the silence, Jotaro/Reinforce placed the remaining member of their team on the still-floating platform, meaning that it was now particularly crowded, but safe.

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'So, that man was helping the Defense Program. Could it be he's being influenced by it somehow?'
Somehow, Chrono thought he wouldn't like whatever answer he found. It could even be possible that the man, Jotaro, had become the Tome's new master, and had somehow avoided being the host for Reinforce anyway. It was all complicated to him, but whatever was going on, it looked like it would be up to him to stop it eventually.

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The water filled the entire car as everyone who was human or non-human had to hold their breaths while Shauta OOO had merely merged with the water, becoming liquid as the sudden weight of the water, the car was slowing to a halt on the tracks before Dante fred one bullet at a window, shattering it as the water shot out, shattering the whoel panel from the torrent and the water level level lowever just at seat level then Dante, kicked the door of the car open quickly releasing the rest of it out as he jopped out onto the track, his hair was flattened down and his leather clothing being wet too, Moka on the other hand? Well, her uniform was soaked and if there was man who ha dthe deceny to not stare, you could see the outlines of her body more clearly and if one was perverted enough, see a bit of red trhough the jacket.

Ankh immediately spluttered out water, he really didn't like the plan but it was all they had, his now wavy hair was surprisingly still intact, perhaps it was gel?

Ichigo meanwhile wondered why the hell he waved his arms about, was it a really bored spirit but then again, it stopped after the water drained, his hair didn't look the slightest bit soaked and his kimono clung to his form.

Shauta OOO collasped on his knees, gasping before the transformation tired out, revealing a tired out Eiji Hino as Dante took notice of it. "Already exhausted from just that kid?" as EIji gave a weak smile. "Combos aren't meant for the human body, I'm getting used to the strain. EIji commented

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Tsukasa wondered what that feeling was and teh woman asked the question. "I don't know, perhaps one of those stories that attarcts wanders and takes their souls or something?" he humorously said as the next question came, as he spoke clearly. "How dow e know we can trust you or better yet, what's in it for you?" He asked, hearing voices really would be on guard.

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The first thing Inuyasha did was get on his hands and feet and shake all the water off of him and his kimono, which would farther the insults of his demon dog inheritance. Miroku tried to shake the water out of his hair and his robes clung to his body, luckily his bangs covered his eyes so he couldn't see the soaked Moka and Akiza, whose wet outfit also showed the outline of her body. WilyKat and WilyKit gasped for air, they tried to remember how bad things were at the Sand Sea (OOC: No reference to FFXII) with that Fish captain, Harry shook his head and took off his wet glasses, looking at his dripping wet uniform. Kirara shook herself dry, Harry looked at the others, "Lets see if we can find a place to dry our clothes."

 

"How pathetic. If anyone's weak, it's him. He's so doleful that he hides himself behind time, and won't fight us directly. A remarkable power, but he’ll have to better than that." The King of Vampires ignored the cuts, as his body shook in a slightly unnatural way, as shadow connected with shadow over his wounds, leaving no trace of the attack. He didn't bother to re absorb his lost blood, or the others. For one, it was a waste of time to reabsorb his own. And he only drank from those he was killing, or had killed. Or his Master. Besides that, he had a date. A very important date and he couldn't be late.

"That was a very nice try..." Alucard muttered, even though the boy had already left.

"But such a pitiful display of power won't harm a monster. Only men can kill monsters. Not dogs. And you’re certainly no human…" With those words uttered, he turned back to the group, and contributed a disturbing grin. Giving a slight bow, he slowly faded out of being, no longer to be seen on that subway again.

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The No-life Count reappeared on a sandy beach, encased within an unnatural fog. Now with his hat and glasses seemingly back in their proper places, he stood, waiting. It was only a matter of time.

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Theme for Alucard's post. (1:26ish)

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"Everyone, stick together. Don't wander off. Whatever this thing is, it sees us. But we can't see it." The witch put her walking stick pointed ahead of her, trying to look at as many directions at one time, at least until the others could form a more defensive, less loose position.

 

Miroku parted his bangs and noticed the outlines of Moka and Akiza's bodies that their wet bodies gave them. His face became deep red and Harry facepalmed, knowing Miroku was going to do something perverted. Moving himself closer to the wet older girls, Miroku gulped hard and placed his hands on their wet bottoms, Inuyasha groaned as Akiza slapped Miroku hard across the face. WilyKat gave out a loud laugh as WilyKit sighed and shook her head, both of them sitting with Kirara and Harry, who was cleaning the water off his glasses.

 

Rose gave slight smile. "Interesting.", he murmered, peering up to the sky. "Very interesting." She was in her element.

Scott wiped the blood off his arm and groaned. He got away. He himself wasn't even sure if he meant Jotaro or Alucard. Jotaro was evil, it seemed. Alucard was evil as well, but he called Jolyne his master. He let the red liquid drip to the ground, and slumped into a seat.

 

Kakyoin wandered near Rose's position. She was young and probably most vulerable. "Whatever you are. We don't want any help from you."

"Then you will fail."​

Taken aback by this statement, he stood closer to the girls. This protective instinct was brought over him by the fact that the sadisticness of this voice(?) reminded him of Dio. And he decided they, of all people, would need protection from such a thing. "I would preferr to take my chances." The boy snapped back at whatever was speaking.
What a show this was...
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Jotaro stared at her for what seemed like a good five minuets, "...." Messing with the bill of his hat- or at least the spiritual form of it or whichever this was- he began, "And who is this person we're working for?"
The tone of his voice grew durastically more serious; which is a large difference from his usual laidback drone.
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Holding her wound and releiving a long sigh, Jojo turned around, "Listen...everyone...Whatever just happened here- I want you to forget." This statement seemed as if she was asking for alot but; she had a pretty good idea of what happened. "My father is not really like this." Turning back she gave everyone the most serious stare that they had ever seen on her face, "His soul was stolen not too long ago....but that just left him an empty shell. Maybe...maybe that Bitchforce girl did something to him." Sitting down and tending to her wounds the best she could, the girl let out another remark, "Just don't hold this against him...kay?"
If any of them would actually believe her story was the greatest mystery. Hopefully they would and she wouldn't have to feel so alone right now. Deep in the corners of her mind, though, she clung to those words that the man had just told her. They hurt. They hurt so badly. And the worst part is- she felt she deserved them!

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"It. It's over?" Jonathan blinked for a few moments and laughed to himself, "I guess we weren't really needed after all!" All while scratching the back of his head at Kamina out of embarrasment. "Wait- why did we end up here again?" So much had happened over the course of time that he had forgotten why they had even followed the group to begin with.
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Blushing- which caused her face to turn a brighter shade of red- Kneesocks put her hands up to her cheeks and turned towards Polnareff again; "If you wouldn't mind me asking...what is your opinion on bonda-"

She was cut off by the sight of a young man shooting by and leaping onto The Frenchman's wheelchair, "Let's go!" He demanded with a finger pointing forward. This impact caused the chair to start moving backwards and...down the flight of stairs...

Staring in a state of shock, the demon then yelled, "WHAT DA FUCK?!"
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Scanty was hit and thrown against the wall; "You...." She then began chuckling, "You have five minuets before they all get back here." Her guns returned back into underwear and the girl began slipping each one back on, "And when they get here; you'll surely become just another servant...just like that blonde imbecile...."
Her plan was not to make him run. It was more of- she knew he could easily beat her alone and wanted to keep the heat off of herself.

 

Ignoring the cut on her shoulder, Alice put her sycthe away, patting Joylne's arm. "I'll forget about this, promise. I know your dad is better than that Joylne. He helped Oz and I once, and I wouldn't believe for a second that was the real him."

Oz nodded excitedly, wiping the blood of his wrist. "Right! And, if anything bad happens, we got a pretty cool team, right? We can defeat lots if we work together." He shot Black Rock Shooter and Dead Master a serious look.

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Holding her sycthe up, Dead Master sighed. "Fine, but just until we get out of this hell hole." She then turned to BRS, reluctantly holding her bloody hand out. "Truce, Rocky?"

Glancing at DM's hand, BRS swept some of the blood coming out of her midriff, and shook it. "Truce. For now anyway. And stop calling me Rocky!"

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Panty watched the sky in confusion. "What the F*ck was that? You guys heard something, right?"

Stocking shook her head, Honekoneko giving off a nod itself. "Yeah. Panty, I think we should....Y'know."

"Right! But not until the voice comes out to fight!"

 

The pink haired guy groaned from the floor. "I'll forget... I'll help you too... I promise... but..."
he stuttered as he tried to stand, a small cut on his wrist.
"Please... now can you get me off of this thing." and... as if on cue.
His cheeks bulged. Again.

EDIT: Accidently posted before I was finished.
I'll sort it in the next post.

 

"YOU. SHALL. NOT. PAAAAAASSS!" Sypha threw her walking stick into the ground, embedding it deeply. A white light flew up, as the Earth its self-separated between her and the tree line in front of her.

OOC: /Joke Post

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Sypha, used her magic on the walking stick morphing into the cold steel Scythe Death used. It was massive in her hands, the whole scythe was far longer than her body- but it weighed lighter than a feather. Part of the magic, she supposed. She willed the scythe to shorten to about her height, and it complied. The cruel weapon had an eerie and wrong feel to it. Like it shouldn't be here, it shouldn't be wielded by her. It was a powerful weapon, but one Belnades had barely begun to learn about.

Sylpha backed up, trying to form a circle formation, back to back. They could still move, but it'd be slower. But nothing could attack them easily, unless the enemy came from the sky. And that would be easy to hear, from branches breaking. From the ground was her major concern, or teleportation of sorts.

"Come out, Daemon. If you want a flavor of the Elemental magic’s, then you shall get your taste of it!"

 

Scott wiped his wound again and nodded. "I know your dad has to be better than that." He said, getting to his feet and giving a small smile. "Now let's get out of here."

Rose frowned. "Fail? I don't believe so." she whispered to the nothingness. She would have fun with this before it ended. She looked at Sypha. She hoped it would indeed appear, if only to see its true form.

OOC: oop ninja edit

 

Giving the softest smile to Alice and giving her a slight hug, "Thank you." It was nice to know that not all of her friends had to be psycopathic murderers....well...for the most part anyway. Upon hearing everyone else's pleas, she jumped out of her seat, "Right! Although the doors won't open...maybe it's like a car. You have to get in the driver's seat to unlock the doors...or something...Any suggestions?" Admittingly, she was a bit lost.

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There was a long pause but nothing appeared. "What might be wrong? Are you not going to talk to us anymore?" Suggested Kakyoin in a rather sarcastic mood, "I suppose we can not wait forever..." He placed his hands on his hips and nodded to everyone, "What would you suppose?"
He looked towards Sypha and stared at her weapon. It was surely...threatening to say the least. But he felt that as long as he stood his ground he would be able to keep up..maybe.
Although this thing didn't really respond or anything; it became...quite eerie. "I think it is gone."



EDIT: Also ninja'd.
REEDIT: Kdone.

 

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Magashi made no comment. Whatever it was speaking to them, it was either an unwanted ally or a concieted opponent, either one meant that he would rip it apart if it came near them.

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Iggy shook himself dry too, taking less time to do so than Inuyasha since he was far smaller.

Axel just lay there, face-down, soaking wet, not moving. This was begining to be a regular thing for him.

Ethan dropped down, perfectly fine and hardly wet at all due to his method of saving himself. Ignoring the others for the time-being, he looked out to the horizon, where he could see a large city, which looked magnificent. The orange-haired lad had not seen such a city since his days on Parum, which seemed so far away now.

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"I think Reinforce, that woman, is responsible for his actions." Chrono said plainly.

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"What the fuck?!" The Frenchman said in unison with the demon-girl, as his wheelchair went flying down the stairway.
Somehow, he should really be used to these things happening when he used the bathroom by now.

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"Howzer. Don't worry, it's safe to talk to us about it. He's the one that sent us here, along with his friend Brando."
She could not have mentioned a worse name to Jotaro at this point.

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Still riding the wheelchair, this 'Sorcercer' still felt the motions...and the motions were making him experience something horrible. "PLEASE OH GOD HELP MEEEE!!!" He scrambled back and held onto his companion's gravity-proof hair for dear life. "DON'T LET ME FAAAAAALLL!!!!!" While he shouted several things of this nature and just kept clawing rapidly at the Frenchman's head, he seemed completely different to how he was only a few moments ago...

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Jotaro's heart probably skipped a beat at that last name. The shade being projected from his hat seemed to conceal his eyes at this point, "I see." The manly form then stood up and returned the book to it's proper shelf without opening it whatsoever. His mind was made up completely and he knew exactly what he was going to do once he gained full control of his body...

 

"That was.... interesting. Lets just stay together. If you notice anything, anything at all, say so." Sypha didn't bother to transform the Scythe back. They would most likely run into trouble soon, she had that feeling. She didn't like this. At all.

 

"Yes miss." He nodded in consideration to her orders. "How very odd this situation is." Noriaki commented whilst he scanned over each and every one of their faces. All he could see was uncertainty, preparedness, and...disinterest.
How odd.

Jump over that crater.​

Stopping in his steps, Kakyoin looked downwards and sure enough; there was a crater which he would have fallen into if it were not for the voice. Maybe it was trying to help...

 

"Interesting. But it could be a trust earning trick. Who's to say it didn't make that crater? If it wants trust, it can explain itself." Sypha avoided the crater, walking along its side. This wasn't right. Nothing was benevolent. That much she HAD learned. There were few pure things in the world at that. And what is pure is easily, and always is corrupted.

 

"You are most likely right. Although..." Turning upwards, he nodded, "Thank you." He felt the need to thank whoever for the quick save; just in case it wasn't a form of trickery. Kakyoin was not one to be swayed so easily, although, he was considering what the voice had meant when it said 'I love you.' More or less; who or what was it referring to?
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Staring at the wreckage that was once a train; the young girl stood in awe, gripping a doujinshi in her hands, "C-could it really be?"

 

Ankh had one thign to say. "I'm never riding this transport again." He stated as Eiji looked at him

Ichigo saw Ethan looking out somewhere and he followed what the sight was, this world really was crazy and definitely mistmatched before he heard a auidble slaps as Moka aided Akiza in sleeping the perverted monk, leaving red imprints onf his face, grant Moka did unintentionally put some vampire strength into it, if it were Inner Moka, she'd probably kick him where the shine don't shine anf have him take a premature flying lesson with no charge,.
Dante moved his arms around, if seeme dlike he was used to such dangerous stuff and merely shrugging it off, if demons appeared whiel he came out of a shower, he'd kick their asses with towel still on.

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Tsukasa wondered if this voice was a Imagin but there was no disembodied spirits from what he can see, that wasn't the case as his hand held the Belt and slipped it around his waist but not withdrawing his Decade card.

"Why doesn't this person reveal themselves, after all just being a voice really doesn't show your alliance even if it tries to help." Tsukasa pointed out, but who did the voice refer to by love? Was it someone familar to the group? "Doesn't even sound like Natsumikan either." Tsukasa concluded in his thoughts.

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Justin sat down in a chair and removed his sword, gazing at it.

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"Just ignore it. Be on guard." Sypha continued on, the cruel scythe acting as her walking stick. She was going to be prepared, at the least. From whatever this thing was, or whatever thing was making this voice.