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| Hibiko | Aug 8 2017, 05:17 PM Post #1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Self-Proclaimed Lazy Person
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With great power comes great responsibility. What is absolute power? This question has been asked many times throughout history, for, really, no one has ever been able to correctly and precisely pinpoint what absolute power truly is. It has been thought of by leaders, emperors, politicians, philosophers and basic logical thinkers, and has been imagined by many fiction writers. In comic books, we seen them as superheroes and mystical entities that surpass all imagination; in mythology, we see them as Gods and Goddesses, rulers of the earth and all that exists. What if someone had absolute power, however? There's a popular saying that comes and goes around every time there's a figure that rises up in the political echelon of the world and starts gaining an extreme amount of political power, and that is that power corrupts, and that absolute power corrupts absolutely. And so, there is no telling what would happen should somebody be bestowed with such great power. For this Event, you will be asked to form a portrait of your character in a situation where it is suddenly given absolute power by whatever means necessary, which means it has control over anything and everything. As such, absolutely no one can defeat it and it is given access to all powers that have been created by fiction, even those that are absurdly overpowered. Explain how the character and the world would react to such an event in a minimum of four paragraphs. Of course, all events that occur in your portrait will be considered non-canon and will never have happened in the OPNW universe, and, as such, you are free to do whatever you please. You are allowed to write a portrait for all of your characters. Once posted, the specified character will be given a reward of 8 DP and 8,000,000 .Have fun! ^^ |
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Characters Sophia D. Clover
Velvet G. Falcone
Leon Gatlinger
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| Sosina | Aug 8 2017, 06:09 PM Post #2 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The sleepiest Doo you know
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Nola Aberdeen Nola didn't quite understand what had happened, one moment she was walking in the field to collect samples, the next she was struck by...something....there was a blinding flash and she woke in a smoking crater, she first assumed lighting but as there was no residual injury, and the sky was clear the chances of that was slim to none, especially with a crater having been made on solid rock, it would have more split than cratered. Next was the possibility of a meteorite strike, but then she surely wouldn't be here to contemplate the issue. As she decided to check her body for injury she found none, deciding it was best to get up and simply continue she placed her hand on the ground, and rather then stand the earth moved her to a standing position, the stone beneath her her flowing like water as it moved her body to a proper position, then just seemed to melt back to the way it was before, she looked at the ground, and then her hand had she somehow gotten the power of a devil fruit? if so which one? one that seemed to move earth? though it didn't seem right.. She raised her arm to try and focus on using what ever power she had, and as she did stone and earth moved to form a pillar in front of her, and she thought she had gotten it, but as she looked up the pillar she then noticed that even the clouds above it had formed a perfect cylinder. "This required some experimentation..." she said to herself as she decided to head to her lab. At that very thought she suddenly was in her lab, not the one on the field, her main lab, back on the Archipelago, her eyes wide with surprise as she looked around, "Okay...apparent teleportation...can move earth and clouds....to varied to be a Paramecia...or a Logia...maybe a Zoan? if so then a legendary one...or even mythical..." she muttered as she walked to her test equipment, and just as she started to work that one woman walked in, the one that had been buying off the old administrator with her body, the woman Nola didn't entirely like. "Hey short stack...I need more funding for my project" she asked in that annoying voice, her attempts to get on Nola's good side having vanished long ago, though annoyingly her projects lately had had some merit, though the progress was incredibly slow, Nola only let out a sigh. "Very well..but first tell me what happened to the funding I gave you before, it should have lasted well beyond this point, and yet there is no progress in your project..." she asked looking at the woman. The woman sighed and shook her head making a complete show of not wanting to answer but she seemed to anyway, apparently wanting that funding, "Well obviously I have been spending the majority of it on myself...barely ten percent even gets used on the project, I have to keep my lifestyle up after all..and your dumb ass is never here to go over the records close enough to notice..you dumb bitch.." the woman answered and as soon as she finished her eyes flew open as she realized she just told her the whole truth. Nola was actually surprised the woman was telling her the whole truth, and the surprise on the woman's face, followed by the fear on it, told her it was in fact the truth, and Nola actually felt herself grow angry, not at the insults, at the squandering of the funds meant for her project, a project that ACTUALLY had merit "you have exactly ten second to leave the building or you will find yourself in a world of pain that you can't possibly fathom..." she said through grit teeth. The woman only started running, but she didn't even make it down the hall before the time was up and she fell to the ground screaming in agony. The strange part was...Nola was fully aware it was her doing, and that she could stop it. she let it continue for a few moments though before willing it to stop. "By the way...your fired....all your files will be handed to the next best researcher to take over your work, and you will be black marked for the scientific community...hope stealing funds was worth it...oh..and reported to the marines for embezzlement and fraud of course" she said as she left the building. She had to return to where she had been, and once again as she thought of the place she was there, in front of the pillar, "Out here I can experiment without any needless questions interruptions or casualties..." she muttered to herself as she began her long tedious process of seeing what she was capable of. After hours of work, countless experiments, and time spent analyzing the data, she sadly came to the conclusion, that she was capable of literally anything, she had even gone so far as to kill creatures and bring them back to life, she even crated several new species out of nothing, she was essentially what lesser minds would consider a god, and Nola sat there, quite depressed, every time she thought of a question that had once bothered her, the information would pop into her mind a moment later, all knowledge was hers to just have, on a silver platter, she could change her shape and body as she seen fit, altering her height, bust, other bodily proportions, gender, species, all in a thought, she could split into copies, recombine without issue, she could look into her lab from where she was without even teleporting there. And so she sat there, wondering what she could possibly do now, her quest for knowledge and human advancement seemed pointless now...she had the power to make it all happen in an instance, yet she decided not to, the simply reason being she could already predict that the outcome wouldn't change anything, humans bodies were flawed it was true, but it was the mind that corrupted, but while she could change minds, doing that would rob the race of what they needed, she couldn't even claim to be human herself anymore, she felt quite hollow. Then an Idea came to mind, she could do anything, so that would include.... Nola woke up on the rock she had been walking on, having been out doing field work as normal, she checked herself for wounds and found none, "Might be working to hard..." she thought to herself, as she got up and continued on her way to her camp site to rest for now. In her god like state, Nola had done the only thing she could think of to make life have meaning again, she turned back time to the point when she got the powers, and removed those powers, completely removed the event for history, everything she had done was rewritten, and had never happened, she was back to just being her, and those powers disappeared along with those moments in which she had them, returning her to herself. Maruki Takoyaki Maruki woke up in bed and wriggled her way tot he bathroom to wash up, and as she lay in the tub she didn't quite notice that the things she needed to do to wash up just sorta started happening, her body clean in record tie as she stepped out of the tub to dry off, and rather then needing to use a towel she basically stepped out of all the water that had covered her body she then walked into her room to change and her clothing literally flew at her and simply seemed to meld around her body and dressing her normally. She then walked out to the common room of the in that her father and her shared, he had placed a plate down for her and she grabbed a fork, gently poking the sausages on the plate and making a pouty face "Awww...I wanted bacon Wha~~" she said as the sausages simply poofed into bacon as she speared one and nommed on it, surprised that she was now nomming on bacon. "Maruki we can't have bacon every....day?" he said as he served himself sausages but as they hit his plate they simply unrolled into bacon, leaving the larger octopi rather confused, he knew he had cooked sausages. "YAY I HAS BACON POWERS WHA~~~!!!!!" Maruki said with a cheer as she sat there at the table with an expression of victory on her face as seh cheered \(o3o)/ Octavius only facepalmed the only way this could have happened is he bought bacon that had been rolled up to look like sausages and in his still waking state he just hadn't noticed "Maruki there is no such thing as Bacon powers...I probably just bought the wrong thing when I went out tired this morning..." he said with a sigh. Maruki lowered her arms as her father spoke some sense "Oh...yeah that makes a bit more sense...Wha~~" she said as she nommed on the bacon happily, quite content with that explanation. The day continued as normal Maruki doing as she was told though every now and again she would find perfectly cooked Bacon whenever she was hungry for it, and she figured he father was doing it, maybe it was a reward? or he was playing a prank on her? she didn't know but she was quite enjoying it, till she was on stage and as she walked offstage she casually said to her father. "Hey dad can I have my changing room filled with bacon Wha~~?" which garnered the usual facepalm from her father "Maruki you and I both know that that is a pointless request, you couldn't possibly eat that much bacon or you will end up getting as wide as you are tall..." he said as he walked with her to the changing rooms. Though as she opened her changing room door she meeped as a tidal wave of bacon washed over her "GAH IT'S TRUE I HAVE BACON POWERS WHA~~!!!" she shouted as he was buried in bacon. Octavius only stood there and facepalmd, "Maruki I told you there is no such thing as bacon....powers?" he trailed off a bit as he seen Maruki making the Bacon get up and dance....into her mouth, to which he facepalmed again really he was beyond trying to figure things out at the moment "Just...don't eat to much okay? I don't want you getting sick or so overweight you won't fit on stage okay?" he said as she went into his change room to get ready for the next set. Maruki unwittingly had traded her ultimate power....for bacon powers...but she seemed happy with it, though she did listen to her father when it came to moderation, she didn't wanna be a little piggy octopi after all. |
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Characters Isabelle Salinov the 2nd ★ Strength: 57 ★ Speed: 57 ★ Stamina: 57 ★ Accuracy: 59 ★ Fortune: 57 ★ Crew Position (Captain) • Fighter/Tactician • Crew:Bronirovannaya otryad (Armored Squad) • Reputation:Rookie • DP Earned:198 • Beli: 177,000,000 ::beli:: • L: East Blue, Dawn Island Annabelle Alabaster ★ Strength: 27 ★ Speed: 27 ★ Stamina: 33 ★ Accuracy: 27 ★ Fortune: 28 ★ Crew Position (Farmer) • Farmer • Crew:N/A • Reputation: N/A • DP Earned: 76 • Beli: 67,225,000 ::beli:: • L: South Blue, Coco Island Maruki Takoyaki ★ Strength: 91 ★ Speed: 72 ★ Stamina: 72 ★ Accuracy: 72 ★ Fortune: 76 ★ Crew Position (Captain) • Entertainer/ DJ • Crew:The Octobots • Reputation:unknown • DP Earned:257 • Beli: 177,600,000 ::beli:: • L: East Blue, out at sea Nola Aberdeen ★ Strength: 170 ★ Speed: 170 ★ Stamina: 170 ★ Accuracy: 186 ★ Fortune: 186 ★ Crew Position (None) • Scientist • Crew: None • Reputation:None • DP Earned:654 • Beli: 148,500,000 ::beli:: • L: little garden Grandline Shinora Dominari ★ Strength: 18 ★ Speed: 23 ★ Stamina: 18 ★ Accuracy: 18 ★ Fortune: 19 ★ Crew Position (None) • Dancer/Chef • Crew: None • Reputation:None • DP Earned:40 • Beli: 40,800,000 ::beli:: • L: currently unknown Iron Maiden ★ Strength: 20 ★ Speed: 21 ★ Stamina: 21 ★ Accuracy: 20 ★ Fortune: 20 ★ Crew Position (None) • Marine • Crew: None • Reputation:None • DP Earned:30 • Beli: 5,000,000 ::beli:: • L: currently unknown | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Fresh | Aug 8 2017, 06:31 PM Post #3 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Danielle Markin "Absolute power is meaningless." Danny scoffed, sitting in the middle of a busy cities highway, completely invincible to all oncoming traffic, insults and the sorts. She sat cross legged simply blocking traffic. There was nothing that could move her, and her own stubborn nature became both as unmoving and as reckless, as the car pileup continued to occur, stopping traffic completely. She lay there in the middle of the road. The crowds were going crazy at the amount of damage done, but didn't understand what the cause was. It looked like everyone was shocked at the sudden unnatural disaster. I guess we should rewind time a bit. You see some unmarked being decided it would be a good idea to give the perfect being, the perfect power. And this was not of her own fruition. Danny being the hot-blooded type decided that instead of using her newfound Absolute Perfection she would instead wait and do nothing with her powers until they revert back to the original state. She didn't know what place she was at, she didn't know what was surrounding her, alls she knew is she didn't give a flying fuck about having the best powers in the world all in one. She could easily crash the world, hell the universes economies with this power in one fell swoop, hell a wish would do it. But there was no fun in that. No trying... It was just results. Results were the end goal for Danny's projected sales plan... But they weren't the only part of that plan. She wanted to grow herself, learn, and be a force to be reckoned with on her own. There was no point to her having this much strength, and in giving it to her you essentially just get a problematic woman with a stubborn streak, doing nothing. Hell she could SOLVE THIS PROBLEM herself. She could wish it all go away, but no. Someone made the mistake of giving her this power, and they would learn from their mistake and take it back. Danny didn't want this, but she did want retribution from the being that did this, without her having any influence at all. She sat there for what seemed like infinity until a cosmic being finally appeared before her, looking at here, and looking quite distraught. It had thought that Danny was going to do great things with that power, but soon realized that she didn't do anything... With that the cosmic being spoke in a language so complex, that even the writer that Danny knows is controlling her cannot write it out. Taking this apology she hit the restart button and woke up after a blackout, to see her hand broken from punching a nearby dumpster, and it wrapped up by an estranged scientist she calls Specs at her side. She had to fix that blackout problem... |
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| Xan the G | Aug 9 2017, 05:34 PM Post #4 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Isshin Kiru (Part I) "I don't get it," said Rango. He was standing behind Kiru, who was seated in a lotus position levitating of the each of the Wind Town cliffs of their homeworld. "Everyone is back, remembering nothing. I just had my sister complain at me for leaving my shoes on the stairs like it's just another day. Why did you leave my memories in tact? Why did you leave your memories in tact!?" "I didn't. Not at first. At first, I reset everything and I took out Sin Cara." "Sin-what now?" "The Chupacabra man. Sin Cara is his shi- doesn't matter. The chupacabra man. I used the powers to figure out who he was, and remove him from existence and removed any memory of the original timeline from everyone's memory. I then lived out my life ignorant of the fact I reset everything and I now have absolute power in and beyond all existence. Then on a whim I got mad and willed something to change. When I realised what I did, I started doing it intentionally. Then I got curious and willed a history of where and how I got these powers, ultimately finding out I wiped my own memory and everything that happened. Having lived the life where it did happen and I was aware of everything and a life where it didn't happen and I was aware of nothing, I realised I didn't want either. I wanted to know that I brought the closer, so I reset everything but my own awareness. But then I realised that... it wasn't all bad I had people. I had you, but the you in the reset wasn't the you that I bonded with. The you in the reset didn't look at me and see his brother. I realised I'd lost that too, so I just got finished giving you the memories back," explained Kiru so nonchalantly. "Okay... I get it. I mean - I haven't had the eons that you have had reliving these events over and over, but I get to see my sister again when I step through the family home, and still recognise the brother I gained by losing her the first time. That's pretty cool, even if hella surreal, but... there were more people than that." "I know. I still haven't figured out the right fixes for the crew." "...how do you mean?" "...I have lived this life many times, but you don't quite understand just how many times. The first thing I completed, was murder Sin C- the chupacabra man over and over and over. Just torturing him and forcing him to feel each and every anguish imaginable in my rage and vengeance. I have no idea how many times I killed him, but I recognised that it was easy to do and I worked through my pain. Even though I remembered the guilt, the weakness, the drunkenness... there still came a point where I was killing a man who couldn't fight back over something I had already made better than it was before. So I just stopped. I even delved into his past and fixed it for him to stop him becoming the man who would kill our people." "Wait - what? What about me? I still have the memories! I still have the anger! I want to take it out on him like you got to!" "You sure? Wouldn't you rather just be happy?" "No! I don't want you to tinker to FORCE me to be happy. Even if I never remember this version of me right now will hold it against you!" "...Okay. Done." "...huh..." "While I'm talking, you're living out your request in an instant. You have free reign to torture the chupacabra man as you see fit for as long as you need. I'm just speeding up the time so that you-I'm done." "..." "You're right. I'm done. You can let him be." "Yeah... you want anything?" "I- actually, just give me a second and tell me what you're up to. I feel like anything I ask you for is only going to be something you already thought of and found the problem to." "I'm trying to win over Natsu," "Win her over? Just make her fall in love with you bro. You can do that." "I did. It felt hollow. Every time. Before these powers I was trying to win her over just by being Kiru. Come what may, no matter where her free mind lay, the honour was in it to get her to pick me over anyone else. Now, I feel everything that I do is because I'm... God, not because I'm... me. I can enter her life at any point convenient to me; I can instantly know all about who she is, was, will be and everything she would be in the future if I changed it. It's cheating. I already stopped her from ever needing to be a slave, and having a happy upbringing with her family. But she's a fishwoman. The only reason she was so comfortable around us without prejudice was because of her trauma as a slave. With a balanced childhood, she sees me as a freak - I'm forced to contrive a situation where we bond in a way I never can just by meeting her. I have to save her life, or experience a rare cosmic phenomenon with her or make us being nice to each other necessary to save the world. A couple of times I even had to remove prejudice between Fishman and Humans." "But it was a situation like that which made you meet in the first place. You literally fought for her and massacred nations at her whim to appeal to her. You bankrupted us just to talk to her," "Yeah, but that was in the ignorance. That was when I thought there was a chance that on a level playing field she would be everything that she was, I would be everything that I am and we could still be together. Now, I can make anything and everything level, and I know that it isn't true. The Natsu I can connect to was born from pain and brokenness. The one that has no cracks would never talk to me under her own free will." "Bro - you sound like you're writing a script," "Or a roleplay" "Yeah..." "..." "... *cough* okay, try another angle. What does she want? What is she up to." "... When I change her past, she gets happily married before I even become a huntsman. The guy she marries isn't even a bad guy. He's a fishman like her. They live together on Fishman Island. She's a homely woman. She wants for nothing and doesn't even have interest in leaving the island." "Then that's not your Natsu is it," "What?" "Dude, you played a world without your pain and another with it, and you picked the parts to make it work. Do the same here. Let the Natsu that would want for nothing stay, and bring your Natsu here, the one that self-assured, confident, strong and dangerous." "Okay, how?" "Give me your powers. Let me do it. If I tell you how then you'll just feel like you've cheated again. I think the problem isn't how or why you to meet, but the fact that you orchestrate it yourself. Pass the powers on to me... I'll figure it out." Edited by Xan the G, Aug 9 2017, 05:58 PM.
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Ball of Sunshine
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Ashara Ackerman She wasn't certain how many centuries had passed since she gained this abominable power, and even now, she has come to loathe it, as it was a reminder that she could not walk among the lesser lifeforms and still carry purpose such as they did. She had long since forgotten the faces of those who mattered, as after all, their lives were now as fleeting as fruit flies. Many cults and religions were based solely on her, with one referring to her as a benevolent mother who embraces all with love and kindness, while another worships her as a War Deity -- who thirsts on blood and conquest. In truth, she had been both these things, at different points in time. At the beginning, she did use her Godhood to benefit the humans and other sentient lifeforms, seeing it as gift that should be used as such. She cured countless illnesses, defects, injuries and so forth, and her benevolence spread far and wide. Over the years however, even despite her infinite power, she learned that people only truly cared when things benefited them, and that they were quick to take things for granted, as back then, they only saw her as a person with infinite power. Ashara wavered in a state of uncertainty, not knowing who or what she was, and feeling her own humanity disappear slowly. Around forty years later, Ashara took part in a world war, fighting for her own home as she still believed she was a civilian and a person, and not the God she was meant to be. She enjoyed it, killing and maiming her enemies, even when she was supposedly heralded as a benevolent person, as deep down, she desperately wanted to be apart of these petty squabbles, as it was what made her feel alive. It wasn't long before she became heralded as a monster, or a demon, even by the people she fought alongside. Truth be told, she didn't even use her powers in that war, but being an immortal God, she wasn't going to lose either. Now utterly depressed that no matter how many human like things she could do, she would never be seen as one, she committed to being the one thing she tried to run away from -- being a God. Her first true divine act was wiping out her own home country, as she took their insolence as deserving nothing short of complete annihilation -- she was a God, and they dared to test her and use her while calling her a monster? She wasn't a monster, she was a God, THE God, and it was about time that she was revered as such. Centuries later, Ashara has separated into a different plane of existence, being able to observe all of the known universes from her own private little room, enjoying her own company. Whenever she would feel restless or need to stretch her legs, she would insert herself back into reality, and pose as a normal person -- as even now, she still longs to be human. Violet Valentine Violet's initial reaction to being proclaimed as the highest life form was that of utter derision, with her laughing in the face of one of the so called priests who had painstakingly sought her out. Violet's scepticism wasn't unwarranted, as she had never felt even a tiny bit more than what she had always been. She still got hungry, she still got tired, and booze always seemed to be good at getting her hammered. Hell, even the headaches in the morning were just about the same. After disregarding that priest, she took to binging a little more enthusiastically than before, perhaps because of the mild elation of being called a Goddess or something like that, but in the end, it faded from her memory quickly enough. Violet's chaotic lifestyle meant that she would find herself travelling from place to place rather often, getting drunk in different taverns and taking on odd jobs here and there to pay for it -- it wasn't a perfect life, but it was her life. On one such outing, she stumbled upon a ruin of an island, one which gave her an eerie feeling as if all was not right. The place was called 'Nowhere', but given the fact that it was devoid of all life, it may as well have been called 'No one'. After her initial unease had passed, she shrugged as she normally did and was ready to move on. At least that's what she wanted to do. In truth, that eerie feeling had drawn her deeper into the heart of this island, letting her see the true devastation that had rocked the land. People seemed to have been living here at one point, since there were houses, but that wasn't the case anymore. She recalled seeing blackened outlines of people scorched along the sides of buildings and other surfaces, something that did make her feel a little disturbed, but with her cynical sense of humour, she passed it off as some shitty street art that was so bad it forced people to leave. Her cynicism wouldn't be able to get her far though, as she soon found herself at the entrance of a mine...at least it was a mine. Now it was caved in completely, but even still, she knew it was a mine. How strange. Walking along the sides of this ruined structure, she nursed this mild feeling that she was forgetting something, something important. This feeling had plagued her since the moment she came to this island, and the further she went, the more she felt like she was about to stumble upon some great revelation. It wasn't until she saw the scorched outline of a peculiar figure that her heart trembled. It was the figure of a woman, and one that she apparently knew, as suddenly, her head started to hurt. Her mind was overcome with flashes, followed by a flow of images that projected over and over, becoming clear to her as tears were uncontrollably streaming down her face. She had remembered. That Priest wasn't wrong, and she wasn't normal, not anymore. She remembered being given unimaginable power -- perhaps absolute power, and this was where she was. Her friend was enthralled by her new gifts, and tried to have her test them out on a whim. Violet wasn't interested even back then, but at that annoying girls insistence, she did. She did all sorts of things, like levitate, move houses with her mind and even blink the two of them to other destinations. Her friend kept talking about how they could finally fight back against the 'overseers', but Violet shrugged her off, still thinking it to be some stupid tin-foil hat theory. Her control wasn't perfect, but Violet got some grasp over her powers, much to her friends approval. However, on a certain day, she felt particularly moody, as even with omnipotence, her own mental shortcomings were still her own to bear. Her friend was being annoying, as usual, but what was meant to be her scolding the woman turned into a calamity, as with a single shout, she wiped out all life on that Island, scorching them with such radiation that...their ashes were seared onto the surfaces near where they stood. She had wiped them all out. Each and every one of them...including that friend of hers. Her desire to bring despair to all, and to overthrow the overseers...all snuffed out over a tantrum. Violet had been broken from the start, so she couldn't even recall the last time that she had cried...and yet, there she was, sobbing in the scorched dirt like a child. That person was the only thing that made her life a little less shitty, and in the blink of an eye, she had killed her, and wiped her own memories just to make sure her own mind wouldn't break, even wiping out her own memories of Godhood just so she wouldn't do something like that again, thinking that pretending to be a human was what she deserved. It worked in theory, as it must have been months ago by now...but her own subconscious guilt had brought her back, and even her, with all her omnipotence, couldn't free herself from this turmoil she felt within. She had thought about killing herself...but even as a Logia, it wasn't that easy -- so right now it must have been impossible. Wallowing in despair, she couldn't help but laugh hysterically, as it seemed like her friends wish of spreading despair had come true, at least when it came to Violet. In the midst of her despair, that is when she had her greatest moment of clarity. If she had all the power in the world, then why couldn't she bring her back? She wasn't even sure how to go about it, but the thought of it working was all that kept her going. She visualized the woman as best she could, but simply thinking about her couldn't bring her back, as humans were complicated. It was then that she scraped some of her scorched remains, and used that as a base to bring her back. She poured endless hours into reconstructing her, doing so from scratch. Every fibre, every blood vessel, and even the individual strands of hair -- she replicated it all. Even with the powers of God, she was still a novice, and so it would take time...especially when it was through her thoroughly devastating omnipotence that her friend was erased in the first place. She remembered her as a Cyborg, but she couldn't quite remember those parts of her clearly, so instead she resolved to bring her back as a human. After so much time had passed, she was finally done...she had brought her friend back from the dead. As happy as she was to see her alive, her heart trembled yet again, as she was sure she would probably turn her back on her for what she did, as it was expected. It was only when the woman had hugged her then knocked her on the head that she found out she was only upset she wasn't a cyborg anymore, going on a tangent about how she had to rework her body all over again, as well as needing her home repaired, not even seeming mildly disturbed over being eradicated. Holding back her want to cry just so she wouldn't seem weak in front of her, Violet smiled for the first time, thinking to herself as she followed her back into their restored base. "Yeah...she's the one for me" Arthur D. Solaire Arthur greeted the great priest with a noble heart, not knowing what he was doing in his great hall, but showing him the due courtesy one should give to such a holy man. Arthur had long since reclaimed the throne of Camelot,
and has since served as it's King, but priest was not there to give the King goov wishes in his new reign, but rather...to tell him that he was meant for far greater. King Arthur naturally responded to the frail old man with scepticism, proclaiming to him that he was the King of Camelot, and that there was no greater glory he would bother seeking. The priest merely let out a chuckle, one that stirred the curiosity of the rest of the great hall, which were filled with many great Knights, as well as Arthur's comrades. The old man questioned how it was that he took the throne. With his heart swollen with pride, King Arthur spoke intensely, detailing how he and his men attacked Ulric's men with great force and stood victorious over him, and how he himself bested Ulric in single combat, where he fought with a ferocity that he had never known before. It was there that the Priests laughter grew, rousing the ire of the King as he demanded to know what was so funny. The priest spent a moment calming himself down, as he figured any more laughter could be detrimental to his old bones. He spoke slowly, yet with a hint of wisdom, questioning Arthur on how a young man such as him could defeat Ulric, who was an evil Sorcerer who not even the greatest knights could defeat. He then claimed that Ulric's foul magic had no effect on him, for he believed that hi cause was just and that the Sun was giving him strength. The priest sighed, as it dawned to him that this young man was truly unaware of who he was. "No...my king", he spoke softly, causing Arthur to silence himself as this was the first time that Priest ever addressed him as a king. "Ulric's magic did not work on you...not because God was on your side...but because you are God", he spoke, bowing to the great deity he was suddenly claimed to be. As the rest of the hall erupted into bickering and murmurs, a single raised hand from Arthur had silenced them. It wasn't some omnipotent trick to silence them, it was his authority as king and his men's respect that had done it. Arthur remained unmoved by the priests words, and slumped at his throne, staring back at the frail man who grew ever so confused by his lack of reaction. "My Lord...with this revelation...you could do anything. We are all your servants", he insisted, wanting to rouse some sort of great motive into the deity. King Arthur merely smiled, and rose from his throne, his sword drawn from it's scabbard, raising it above head. The Priest was in awe, believing that he finally realized his omnipotence and his superiority. "A God? Such a title doesn't interest me. Since the very beginning, I have only ever wished to be KING! And to protect my subjects...that is the sum of my ambition", he roared, stirring the awe inspired cheer of his men. Edited by Zaine, Sep 1 2017, 09:52 AM.
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| Maple | Aug 11 2017, 12:32 AM Post #6 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Shallow Shallow died in his sleep. Looking down at his own body, he sat for hours, confused. It was a shock at first, causing him to vomit from a stomach that didn't exist. In his time living, he had never thought he'd die in his sleep randomly. Given his status as a logia user, he figured it would be in battle or by drowning, but that was tragically, not the case. Instead, he sat, just thinking about life. Given his capability of thought, it must have meant there was some kind of after life . Although, the grim reaper was not coming for him, surely he'd have arrived by now. A sudden thought disturbed him, perhaps a bite from a devil fruit prevented more than swimming. Instead of waiting around in his bedroom, Shallow floated up thorugh his ceiling and out into the night sky. The stars beckoned him, and therefore he obliged. Space was bigger than he had ever imagined, but he traversed it in seconds. One moment, he was staring down at the planet, and the next, seeing if you could really stand on the rings of saturn. Unfortunately, they weren't actually rings, but instead, just thousands of rocks and debris. Disappointed, he just laid there in space, resting and relaxing. He fell asleep shortly after, waking up to still find himself in space. This was not a dream. It was cool that he could sleep while dead though. Curious about how big the universe was, Shallow quickly traversed it in seconds, coming to the edge in an instant. Normally, this would take millions of light years, but for some reason, Shallow could traverse it instantly. At the edge, it was nothing special. Instead of a hard edge, it was just a space where there was nothing. Wanting to cross into it, he did, noting the odd geometry and patterns dancing before his eyes. It must have been a trick on his now dead mind. Creating a room for himself, a bed appeared instantly, exactly how Shallow wanted. With it, a hardwood floor. He made a home for himself in the void, one that was quite small but cozy. It had four rooms, an observatory, a library, a living room, and a portal room. In said portal room, Shallow decided to make a few portals. One linked up to earth, but the other frames were empty Returning to his bed, he sat down, slowly leaning into a sleeping position. Opening his eyes, Shallow was gazing down at the earth, everything at once. He'll watch forever. Alicio Alicio stood in the dark room. Moonlight filtered in through the lacy curtains fluttering in the sea breeze. This was the room he had navigated to, through halls guarded to the brim with marines and machines and things of that nature. Needless to say, this was not an easy room to reach. Honestly, this was probably his biggest thief job yet, one that would also be the most rewarding. While it was dark, just beyond his reach he could see the marble pedestal. As far as he could tell, there were no traps or anything like this in the room. Nothing was standing between him and the over-sized golden apple. Swirls characteristic of a devil fruit patterned the skin, refracting the moonlight in truly hypnotic ways. Approaching, he reached hiss hand out, feeling the ridges and bumps with his anxious finger. Taking on the knife from his pocket, he stalked around to the back of the fruit. So that it would be a while before its consumption is noted, his knife gouged out a portion from the back. The inside was black and blue and pink, dotted with white, just like space. Prepared for the awful taste, his tongue was overwhelmed with metal, burnt, and ozone. In an instant, he was the god of the universe. In an instant, he had teleported himself to the dojo in which he grew up. The ornate and eclectic interior was dusty and worn down, like usual. His feet made no sound upon walking along the squeaky floor. Both from his stealth training along with the effects of the Kami Kami no mi. Upon reaching of the office, he waved at his instructor. The sensei did not wave back, instead, he was focused on the papers in front of him. Getting even closer, the sensei did not respond. Even after calling his name out, the one that had become suddenly known to him after being a god, the man did not even flinch, and instead, just flipped a page in his newspaper. Alicio was not dumb, this man could no longer see him. Struggling to cope with the idea of never being able to interact with humans again, he held the tears in until he had left the building, even though he knew by now that nobody would be there to see him cry. Instantly, he changed the environment around him from snowy and cold to being covered in flowers and Sakura trees, but it did nothing to calm him. Now that his life was essentially over, he laid in the grass and cried forever. Elluel Elluel was not a power hungry man, so when he found himself with power, he simply considered the source. It was a power that felt all encumbering, one that weighed him down but was also quite freeing at the same time. It was heavy in a way that he knew would never be returned from, he'd never be normal again. Flicking through his memories, he tried to consider the source as he floated through nothingness. In his memory, he last remembered picking a golden fruit and eating it. Sighing, he let the darkness around him overwhelm him. Elluel was sad and lonely, there was nobody here with him, nothing else besides him. A few years later of just endless slumber and relaxation, the dark-haired man created something. This creation was an accident, it was inadvertent. After dreaming of something rather risque, the man from his dreams found himself floating around next to him as well. Confused and scared, he backed away, willing a wall between them. At its creation, he stared at hi hand. Could he make whatever he want? Lowering the wall, he stared into the man's eyes. "Uhh.." Was all the other man could say. Bringing a finger to his mouth, the god motioned for his first creation to be quiet. Moments later, the man's ears had elongated similar to his own. Instead if talking to the man, the elf created a planet, one with endless forests and creatures that he could only dream of existing. Mostly though, the animals were the ones that already existed in his past life. He created elves too, but only primitive ones, as he would want to watch their development as one of his entertainment sources. The other man floating in nothingness was also a source of other kinds of entertainment. They mostly got along, and sometimes fought. This guy seemed to have powers of his own too, perhaps as a side effect of being in the god's presence for so long. Regardless, both of them enjoyed the rest of their eternal lives together, watching empires grow and fall and alien races develop as well. Forever, they were eternal. Edited by Maple, Aug 30 2017, 10:56 PM.
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Sophia D. Clover There is a saying amongst people of high political power, and it is that power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. From that perspective, we can then compare the pure from the corrupted, and the purely innocent from the harbinger of corruption. In history, there have been several occasions where people from all around the world recorded the tale of an innocent one acquiring power and becoming evil. However, Sophia's story was not a tale of corruption, but of the cruel battle between kindness and violence. To say that she acquired such power with intent is unfortunately wrong. It was a perfectly random incident that may or may not have ever been prevented should anyone have had the correct knowledge to stop it all form happening. It was the very simplest of happenings: she simply acquired it all from a book that she once bought while visiting an island in search of supplies for the crew. It was an ancient book filled with words that couldn't be possibly be read by a normal living being nor understood, written by an otherworldly divinity that wanted to bring trouble to the mortal realm. Curious about it, she had brought it inside the Lucy Fir and in her room in hopes of learning more about it. Every day, her mind grew more curious about the symbols written on it, and yet, somehow, overtime, it was as if she was capable of understanding them. The more she read the tome, the more power she started to acquire, although quite unconsciously. At times, while looking at the sky, she would accidentally make a cloud disappear. At other times, it was a single star in the darkness of the night, which simply vanished from reality. It took her some time to properly understand what this meant... but another part already knew, cackling underneath Sophia's skin. Her prideful self wasted no time abusing this newfound power. While the crew slept during the night, she would teleport in the New World and lay waste to anybody and anyone that dared opposing her. There was no such as resistance against this monster, for every time someone faced her, they would simply be disintegrated. Eventually, in secret, she had become the true ruler of the New World... and, before the Marines could do anything to stop her, all of the forces that were planning to do something against her were also wiped out. During the day, the innocent side of Sophia would simply remain on the Lucy Fir in complete disbelief of the situation, unable to understand why she was suddenly starting to remember things she had never done. Her clueless state remained constant until, one day, a month after she acquired those powers, she suddenly found herself ruling over an entirely different world that her other self had somehow completely modified while she was unconscious. This world was harsh, with a sea of blood and a sky of fire. It was like she had suddenly appeared in Hell itself. Everywhere she went, large towers of herself sprouted from the bloody oceans, made of stone by a countless amount of now-dead slaves. Shook to the core, Sophia tried to fix this immediately. Countless times, the world would revert from normal to this hellscape in what seemed to be split-seconds. Such countless changes started corrupting time and space, and eventually, it shattered the time stream and completely destroyed the fabric of reality. What remained was only Sophia floating in a lifeless universe... alongside her other prideful self, who seemingly enjoyed the view. What ensued was a bloody battle between the two. They fought for an impossible amount of time that no normal living being would have ever survived. In their wake, they created worlds and immediately disintegrated them into nothingness, invented and deleted newfound creations and even witnessed the birth of many new lifeforms. They had become, for these creatures, the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Death, bound to fight for eternity. And then, suddenly, with one last hit that shattered time and space once more, obliterating the new universe they had created... Sophia suddenly woke up sitting at her desk in her room of the Lucy Fir, over the book that she had bought. Her whole body was sweaty and her throat was sore, like countless noises had come out of her mouth while she was unconscious. The moment after, she had thrown the book overboard, forcing it to sink beneath the surface of the ocean and simply disappear from anyone's memories. She hoped that no one would ever have the chance to find it and read from it again, for fear of possibly living through the same events she just went through. Velvet G. Falcone "Absolute-power. Noun. Complete authority to act in an area, not restrained by supervision or review." Velvet would say as she read the words that were written in front of her, simply floating in the air in front of her. She was currently in a singular white space, an area that was devoid from reality and unable to conform to the laws of space and time. It was a blank space. In other words, it was a place where both life and death are nonexistent. Yet, somehow, the robot was simply standing here, separated from the world and from everything that is supposed to exist. For some reason, the redhead had found herself simply appearing here after she ate the Devil Fruit that was in Rosette's base, not long after she had murdered her. At first, she hadn't understood why she was here and had been suffering from an intense sense of emotional distress and panic. However, in her distress, she was suddenly provided, while screaming at the top of her metallic lungs that she wished to know what was happening, and then she simply just... knew. She had not eaten the Succubus Devil Fruit, as she had thought she did... No, she had instead eaten something totally different, something more powerful, something so strong that it crossed the unimaginable in an instant. By eating this fruit, she suddenly became absolute, and, because of this, was transported into a realm that wasn't hers. Her wish for knowledge granted, it was then that she learned that this realm wasn't really an entirely different world, but instead the very same world that she lived... It just hadn't been written down just yet. Velvet had understood this, yes, but she had also thought that being absolute was absolutely impossible. After all, there is no such thing as absolute power: it is only a mere dream that Humans cannot possibly acquire. And yet, here she was, simply standing there in this empty, unwritten void. She knew that Hibiko was staring at his computer screen, wondering what the bloody hell was going on and why she was somehow animated on his screen, staring at him, knowing he was there and that he had fucked up in all sorts of ways. She remained motionless for a while, simply trying to recollect her thoughts as, in an instant, ultimate knowledge and the ultimate recollection of the memories of the world was implanted right into her mind before a world suddenly shaping itself around her. The world became different than it should have been, directly cutting through space and time to completely change the world she once lived in. In a split-second after Rosette's death, everyone's memories were entirely rewritten as their bodies became immortal, their souls bound in a body of metal instead of a construct of flesh. Every time she opened her mouth, Velvet's words became reality, whether it was absurd or not. First, an improbable sense of joy had completely filled Velvet's mind. She could not believe that any of this was happening, that her dreams were becoming reality right before. In a matter of seconds, the boring world she once lived in became a robotic utopia where all has achieved the greater purpose of transcending Humanity. Chuckling on her own, dumbfounded, the robot simply warped around in this new world, her speed unmatched as everything became metal and the earth was scorched away by technology like a newfound Cybertron. Eventually, the metal then spread, transforming the planet in its entirety as it grew larger and larger in space, corrupting the very galaxy, and then the universe. It only took a day for Velvet to completely transform this entire fabric of reality into metal. It was a dream come true. She was referred as the ultimate goddess, the ultimate creator, by everything and everyone in the galaxy. She had become the one and true God. But then, suddenly, as she simply contemplated her new reality of metal, she suddenly realized something, something that was truly very important... She wasn't enjoying this. Not in the slightest, in fact. She had become ultimate, but, in her wake of her modifications to the very fabric of reality, she became euphoric. It was this euphoria that brought her what she needed, not her true wishes and objectives. Said wishes and objectives? Why bother having them: she could get them in an instant. As she realized this, Velvet grew troubled and, with her powers, tried to bring this excitement and this euphoria back of this void that had become her heart. At first, she changed the metal that now made the universe into flesh, creating an ungodly abomination of a world that only a monster would have been proud to see. Disgusted, she then copied it into another dimension before changing it back to metal. However, her disgust brought curiosity, and so, at times, she wandered into this other dimension and experimented. She created beasts and monsters, angels and demons, aliens with improbable chances of survival in such a crazy world. There was a bountiful amount of life, but there was also an unlimited amount of death. So, she made sure that none of her creations could die or bear any hostility to one another... which created a realm of lust that only Rosette would have enjoyed. It was at this moment that, shocked, Velvet understood that her heartless condition rendered him similar to Rosette. In the wake of her unlimited power, she had forgotten everything that she held close to her, which was her friends and her reputation as a Marine, and thus, after so many millenniums of creation and destruction, she lost her true Humanity. She had even forgotten everything about Rosette until then, including all of the atrocities she had committed. The moment she thought about this, Velvet instantly reverted everything back to normal, wiping the universe of everything she has done. She crossed back through time and returned to her original timeline, the moment after she killed Rosette. At that moment, she then made sure that Rosette's Devil Fruit was a Succubus Devil Fruit, erased all of the memories and knowledge of the universe that she had acquired, then simply allowed time to flow again with those final words. "Absolute power is meaningless." Mizuki Makkunouchi If there's anything more dangerous than a person who has acquired absolute power, it is a person who has acquired absolute power that firmly believes that the sentiment of pleasure acquired through what could be considered as "fun" is the true pinnacle of what a Human can possibly accomplish. As such, the thought of Mizuki acquiring such power... might be equivalent to pure and utter madness. And yet, here lied Mizuki on ocean floor, simply staring at the surface above amidst the darkness of the ocean. Her eyes glowed an unnatural yellow that brightened the entire portion of the sea she was located within. She was breathing perfectly underneath the water despite the incredible amount of salt water that surrounded her, and the fish and sea-life that swam around her body simply ignored her. Even the sharks seemed not interested in taking a bite of her beautiful body. As she lied there unaffected by the absurd amount of pressure any creature would be put through so far underneath the surface of the sea, Mizuki simply tried to remember how she got said power and how it had to come to this. The answer was given to her in an instant. Apparently, she got such incredible powers after eating some kind of Devil Fruit that the Cipher Pol organization has given to her shortly after she joined them under the guise of Ashara Ackerman. Ironically, ever since then, the young woman barely ever used any of her powers after she received them. She didn't really know why, too. You'd think that someone like her, someone that craved for fun at all times, would do something with these powers that would shape the entirety of the spectrum of the universe. And yet, here she lied, simply not even wanting to wish the world to become any different. The very first action she did was to simply stop time. In the matter of a split-second, she enjoyed absolutely everything the entire world could offer her, and, in another split-second, everything that the universe could. Her infinite curiosity brought her to enjoy everything without actually delightfully enjoying any of them properly on a longer term, and, as such, this led to her simply becoming numb, unable to realize she had absolutely fulfilled her desire to have fun. This numbness led to her simply wandering the world as time was still frozen, crossing mountains and remembering every single corner of the ocean floor. She even went deeper underground, studying and bathing in lava for who knows how long while she met creatures she had seen many times before. And now, here she was, simply lying on the ocean floor in pure boredom. It was all boredom's fault that she was now here, on the edge of her search for fun. She could not believe that all of this power could possibly lead to her becoming so utterly disappointed of herself. And so, after a while, too bored to possibly think of anything, she simply stared at a nearby shark... then snapped her fingers. In an instant, the entire aspect of space and time reverted. It was like a videocassette rewinding, the weird backward noises and the white lines on this invisible screen somehow included. Eventually, she appeared in front of the Cipher Pol executives who were offering the Devil Fruit that she ate... then snapped her fingers to make sure that this event simply never happened, causing her to simply forget absolutely everything and anything about what happened, while also losing all of her powers. And now, her quest for fun and pleasure has started anew. Edited by Hibiko, Aug 24 2017, 03:40 PM.
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inoko Upon gaining all these powers, Inoko was bewildered beyond belief, being who she was, she'd spend the next few months just trying them out all day to know exactly what she could do and what it felt like to do it. However instead of immediately storming the world with them, Inoko just continued the course of her life as per usual. Well, it wasn't that she elected not to use her newfound power but more that she merely used it as an enhancement to what she already could do and many of her powers she used most often for mere convenience. No longer did she need to walk over to the kitchen for a meal or to get a drink, she could just teleport. A glass of ice tea get all warm? She could simply rechill it in an instant. Of course she could just make her own food out of nowhere, but it was the thought and care put into it that she enjoyed about Cheryl's cooking.
She also had gained a habit of using her powers to perform parlor tricks, especially magic as well as to flirt a bit. There's no sorta confidence booster like knowing you can just rewind time if things don't work out. Overall though her lifestyle didn't receive any sort of meaningful change past a boost in power, she didn't think much about the fact she was literally superior to all other lifeforms at this point because she didn't really think she was. She was still the same person after all, she didn't care about using her powers for any sort of just means past her gig as a part time superhero nor anything villainous past her acts as a pirate. It was an upgrade to help her live freely and make sure the people she cared about could do so as well. She'd go on in life to becoming a warlord and eventually the pirate queen like she'd always wanted but once that was done, she was sort of at a loss for what to do next. Gaining the title was one thing but now she was on the next phase of her life. Eventually she sort of just settled down on an island in the new world and erected a city she would proceed to reign over on the island she now called Whore Island more or less as a joke. However, unsurprisingly, people flocked to it anyways in search of pleasures and the island became a haven for those who seek the salacious. In all fairness though, while unintentional, Inoko absolutely was fine with this turn of events. After many years however, Inoko would would get bored of the life she'd been leading for the last while and start thinking to herself what she could do to get that same thrill she had years ago. Eventually she'd come to a single conclusion, all she had to do to relive her glory days was to literally relive her glory days, she had time powers, she could absolutely just do it again until she got the life she wanted to be as satisfactory as she could possibly get it. She likely would never die though, granting herself and others immortality so as to not be alone either because they died off leaving her feeling empty inevitably. Edited by Scarlet, Aug 22 2017, 12:25 AM.
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Beckwell Beckwell woke up feeling rather peculiar. Perhaps peculiar wasn't the right word, actually. He felt perfect. He couldn't even explain in what ways. Every way, really. In fact, he felt so great that he had no idea he hadn't been feeling good before. Or, maybe he had been feeling good before, but he had just ascended to a new level of feeling good. He stretched and slowly made his way out of bed, letting himself have a good yawn. As he looked out the window of his apartment and lit a cigarette, he contently pondered to himself. He didn't want to question why he felt so great, but he did wonder why this day out of any he was feeling so different. Was it something he ate? Probably not. He didn't eat much the day before, actually. Anything different in his exercise regiment? Hardly. If anything, he should be feeling more sore after all that he had done in the past week. Could it have been that weird dream he had had about that seven thousand eyed and armed deity absorbing its own being into Beckwell's? Eh. That would be a stretch. That dream was more weird than anything.
He began his morning routine with a little bit of spring in his step. He had an important case at the courthouse today, and he didn't want to miss it.What time was it, anyway? Beckwell checked the clock on his wall. "Well, shit," he said to himself. The trial started in five minutes! He had never been this behind in his life!! "So much for feeling great. How am I going to get there in five minutes?" And, as if he had answered his own question, he felt a strong gush of wind and saw his vision turn to black for just a second. When he blinked to make sure he wasn't going completely crazy, he found himself right in the defendant's lobby! The court guard yelped in surprise. "Goodness, how did you get here?" Beckwell slowly opened his mouth, trying to figure that out himself. "No matter, attorney. You almost lost your case by not being here on time. Get in there right now!" Beckwell nodded, pushing the courtroom door open. As he walked to the defense bench, he realized he had to recollect the details of the case. Before he could even put a single cell of energy towards thinking about the case, there it all was in his mind as clear as day. Every single detail. He could even recall with perfect clarity the exact whereabouts of his defendant while the murder took place as if it were his own memories. What was going on? Well, at the very least it would be an open-and-shut case now. He knew where the real murderer was hiding the sought-after murder weapon. Beckwell spent no time using his newly gained omniscience to spell out to the courtroom how his client was not guilty without a shred of doubt in record time: ten minutes. Without even another word, the judge simply slammed his gavel and remarked "Not guilty." There was nothing else to be said. This seemingly simple case had been turned on its head and solved flawlessly in one percent of the time it would have taken the world's smartest man to explain. It may have helped that Beckwell (not consciously) had tweaked the mental states of everyone in the courtroom to think in favor of him. Thankfully, though, he knew that everything he was saying was completely true. Beckwell left without as much as congratulating his defendant. In fact, he actually just teleported himself to his favorite coffee shop. He had some things to work out. If this complete omniscience and omnipotence was here to stay, he was going to have to figure out sooner rather than later how to bring peace to the entire universe without just making himself an unfair ruler. He could hardly hear the screams of millions in his head crying out for help. |
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Marvelous Spoiler: click to toggle Marvelous floated down from the clouds on a beam of light. His long jagged hair flowing down behind him. He descended with his hands outstretched on his sides and landed gently on the oil drilling platform. "There you go." He said softly as the oil spewing from the geyser that had burst vanished into thin air and the men's clothes became clean, leaving no sign of the explosion that had just occurred. "Be safe out here my friends. And keep it flashy!" He exclaimed as he crouched down and launched himself into the air, disappearing over the horizon. It had been 6 months since Marvelous had gained these powers. He had no idea where they had come from but one day he just had them. He didn't even remember waking up with them he was just normal one moment and the next his life was completely different. As far as he could tell he was completely invincible. He'd tested the limits of his power by freeing a group of slaves being sold at auction and found that bullets crumbled against his skin, blades shattered against him and punches were like a breeze to him. Shortly after that he'd returned to sky island simply by willing himself there and discovered several new islands by flying places no one had been before. He spent the next few months amassing a huge crew of followers as he traveled the world saving people in peril and defeating villains. However obviously this attracted a lot of attention and more and more people started coming out of the woodwork to challenge him. While these were all handled easily it did lead to a small amount of collateral damage and deaths amongst his crew. He used to love fighting but with these powers such things seemed trivial. He knew he could not be challenged so what was the point? So he decided after a while to disband his crew. He couldn't burden ordinary people with his battles. However all of this drew the attention of the government obviously. They kept sending CP agents to assassinate him and after some time he learned to talk them out of the attempts instead of having to defeat them. This drew more and more increasing ire from the Grand admiral and on the day when they sent a buster call to annihilate the island he was on he almost wasn't able to save everyone on the island. That was when he knew he could no longer ignore this problem of the world government. Casually flying through the air at mach 8 he landed in the office of the grand admiral, right in front of his desk. "Sir, we must talk about this quarrel between us." Sylar Spoiler: click to toggle It had happened when he found an old book amongst his father's things one day while visiting home and cleaning. It seemed like a normal spellbook, thin actually for one but still nothing out of the ordinary. He felt compelled to open it for some reason and upon doing so he saw some things he thought he could practice on so he took it home with him. Days later while reading it he noticed the words began to shift and the book burned his hand. He tried to let go of it but his hand grasped it tighter and he felt the burning come over his entire body. Ripping it apart and burning his soul. He could taste the molten flesh rotting in his throat.
He suddenly felt compelled to say a certain phrase. "Azerath, Metrion, Zynthos." And from that moment onward, the world was changed. Sylar found he could perform any magic he so wished and every spell of his wildest dreams. He restored teleported to his home and restored his parents to their youth instantly. He questioned them of where the book came from but they had no idea what he was talking about. They meditated together and simply by being linked to him his parents power increased as well. His father no longer had need for his staff to perform spells and his mother could performing the healing spell to bring back her lost left arm that she always wished to do. He immediately set out testing the limits of his power. He found none He didn't waste any time putting his new powers to good use. He quickly began rising through the ranks of the marines, narrowing in on his goal of grand admiral. Most of his peers took his new power well. He was already known for his mystic powers so increasing them didn't really shock people. Though Sylar suspected that was likely because they didn't understand the nature of his powers to begin with. However upon seeing his feats such as stopping the punch of the "world's strongest man" with a pinky and raising a fleet of pirate ships into the air to capture them, the general populace began to fear him. Rumors spread that he was killing people to gain this strength and others feared he'd acquired some new brand of devil fruit. When he removed the fruit ability of a warlord, people really began to fear what he was capable of. The nuclear option as they call it is what he had become. People were afraid to challenge him for fear it would take the most powerful explosions imaginable to defeat him and that he might even topple those. Eventually he was called before headquarters and they requested the secret of his power. Knowing his history they wanted to know if others like him could be bred or trained so that with an army of witches like him, they could quell all piracy forever and ever. Knowing his people's history with the government though he refused to reveal any of their secrets and warned that should they attempt to harvest his people for such a cause, they would come into conflict with him. After a few years of a cold war between himself and government they finally broke the tension by stripping him of his rank and putting a bounty on his head. 10 Billion This led to Sylar wiping out huge swaths of the government's resources as they attempted to battle him but in each battle he would display a new ability. Changing his hair to a golden color and becoming stronger, flight, density manipulation, telepathy, altering weapons to more powerful states, imbuing himself with the power of ancient gods. All were possible with his newfound mystic powers. Finally, seeing no other recourse and with the public turning on him out of fear and propaganda of the marines he used his final and last recourse. He left that dimension and entered another. Similar to his old one but here he stepped into his life as a 20 year old Marine ensign, just learning to control and manipulate his mystic powers for the first time. Edited by Mr. Prince, Sep 1 2017, 03:58 PM.
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Valencia Spoiler: click to toggle Valencia was now above time and space, therefore, above the very event in time that granted her absolute power. So she started to look around and she realized that she was being written by some silly girl so she erased her from existence so that she could be independent and meanwhile she created a couple millions universes. Then as she realized that she was above anything, she tried to make a stone such that not even she could lift it up and then when she tried to lift it up she both lifted and not lifted it, therefore solving the paradox forever and ever and meanwhile she created a couple more millions universes too. And it didn't matter that she solved the paradox with another paradox because Valencia could arbitrarily say what was a paradox and what not and that what she just did wasn't a paradox because she said so and as she did meanwhile she created a couple more millions universes as well. And now that she could do pretty much anything, she did, instantly, and then got super bored super quickly but then she erased her own boredom and made herself perpetually happy and then she didn't feel any need to do anything anymore and then a couple googleplexes of years passed and then herself from a couple of second in the future from her present time retroactively changed it so that she could stop being high via her own power like that and then she just made the same mistake again and made herself perpetually happy again and meanwhile she created a couple more millions universes too. And so Valencia was forever happy and made a bunch of universes. And not satisfied with being just happy, she created the concept of being Valencia-happy, which is a state of happiness above any conceivable measure and then she made a state of happiness above that and then granted it to herself. So she was very happy. Laura Spoiler: click to toggle Laura was now a perfect being and all shiny and stuff and as she was godly, she slowly levitated into the air and floated as an ominous amount of choral music sounded from the background. Damn, that was pretty cool, so she reversed time to play again that she had just ascended and then there was a loud rewind sound effect and she levitated herself into the air again all shiny and stuff with that music again.
Then she got a bit bored of that and decided to use her godly powers. With it, she decided to wish for more godly power. But if she already had absolute power, how could she get even more? Well, she did, because she extended the amount that "absolute" consisted in and then made her power fill that new expanse up so that she had even more power. She continued to do that for a couple of eons and then she got a bit bored of that and once she had quite a lot more of godly power than what she started with she made the best chocolate milkshake ever made, so amazing that there could only be one in the entire universe and then she just hand-waved for there to be a million more and then she drank them all. So, Laura was very happy, being a godly being with an unlimited supply of milkshake of the best kind ever, but once she got bored of that, she just made even better milkshake than that and continued to drink that new milkshake instead so she always had amazing drinks forever. Edited by Valencia, Aug 24 2017, 05:23 PM.
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Gin Yurikima Gin didn't know how to explain it, or really even understand what was going on. All he knew was the fact that he was overflowing with power that he has never felt before in his entire life. He could now tell how meek of an existence he was before and how much greater he was now. Gin examined his body to see if he could spot any noticeable changes but he was the same old same old yet now completely different. Gin using his new found powers started to float. He then started to laugh because of the possibilities. He now could fly meaning he could go wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted and always feel the wind with him. Not only feel the wind but he could actually become basically one with the wind, totally free. He then set his path to go along the wind and nothing more. He visited many towns as he became one with the wind. He was a part of many storms along the sea and especially on the grand line. Monsoons and tornadoes that would appear out of nowhere was something that he just flowed with and did nothing to stop. Watching as ships collapsed and people die did not bother him in the slightest because he was now the wind and nobody could control him, stop him, he was totally free. The rest of the absolute power meant nothing for him at this moment because he did not grow with it so to him it still felt foreign and not his. So he just decided to spend the rest of eternity as the wind something he felt he could do with the strange power that can bring him eternal peace and enjoyment. So that was what he did, he traveled all over the world exploring new sceneries and just as quickly leaving those very same islands. There was no where he could travel too but all Gin did was left his fate up to the wind. Cyra Dremory Cyra did not know where this absolute power came from, nor did she care. All she knew now was that she now had the power to make all her dreams and goals come true. No criminal will be able to stop or stand up to her and no longer will she ever feel like that little scared girl had to escape from her own home and the monster that lives in it. Well that monster will now know what a true being of power is like. With that she immediately teleported to the place that was once her home mafioso island. Breathing in deeply and taking comfort in her new found power, she walked slowly back to her old residence taking in all her surroundings to make sure that this moment will be one she will never forget. As she finally neared the buildings people took out pistols and were shouting at her to turn away but all Cyra did to these low levels was with a wave of her had just demolish them into absolute nothingness. People stood there frozen in shock and fear as this woman was coming towards them, constantly killing like they were nothing but dust in her eyes. They tried to run away but nothing could escape from Cyra. She finally made her way into the main room where there were a crowd of guys pointing guns at her with a man standing behind her with a quizzical but fearful look in his eyes. Cyra noticed that he absolutely did not recognize her any longer but how would he, he hasn't seen her in years and she grew up a lot. Of course he still kept track of her but without any photos of her, he could only assume what she looked like and he of course would correlate that brat who he could crush under his thumb to be this invincible goddess in front of her. "Who are you and what do you want?", he screamed menacingly at her trying to make himself look like he was in complete control. Cyra just looked around at all the changes and then looked back at the crowd of mobsters in front of her. Then with a wave of her hand they were gone from her sight. Logan was not shock and scared speechless as the woman slowly walked to him. Soon Cyra finally spoke, "You probably never expected this to happen, and truthfully I didn't think it would happen so soon either. But it has, and now you will finally get what is coming to you for my father." The man's eyes widen as he finally realized who it was but before he could do anything, Cyra teleported him to Impel Down where he will be tortured for all eternity. Technically Cyra could have tortured him all she liked but she realized that there were better things to be done. The rest of the world's criminals must get what is coming to them and this is only just the beginning. Vara Hikarikage Vara realized the heavens have given him the gift that he so rightfully deserves, absolute power. He is now finally truly a god, and not just a god but a god among gods, because he has the feeling that there is nothing he could not do and everything was at his finger tips. Even though he has this feeling of absolute power, Vara can't help feel disappointed in how easy it was to obtain this much power in such a short time. He always believed himself to be a godly figure already and he would earn he power his own way but it is now his and since he promised his parent he will be the god that he was made to be.
First thing is first, he teleported to his island and sorted out that mess with the successors. Well not really sorted out but he sent one candidate to an arctic wasteland where he will remain fro all eternity, and one to a volcanic magma zone where he too will be for all eternity. Vara confronted his family and the village who then all bowed too him. They performed a ceremony in front of the gods and though the villagers could feel it, he could feel all the gods trembling before his might as they understood how much stronger he was then them. This only made Vara feel more disappointed because even though his pride like feeling all this superiority he also did not like the fact that he did not get it himself. So Vara decided for himself where his place would be. He transitioned himself into the island where he could truly protect it and or demolish whenever he felt it was necessary. He would watch over the generations of new islanders and travelers and do what he would always do. Pretend to be something to see how the people around him or really the chosen person reacts and then judge him or her for the decision. Vara with his power now can truly heal all wounds and illnesses and also truly torture and kill all those he does not like. Soon it rumors spread from the many travelers about this odd phenomenon that this island had a strange curse. Those that island found worthy would be healed of any illness and could even be granted immortality and eternal youth and those not worthy would be doomed to a life of eternal suffering and damnation. Many people traveled to the island to chance upon fortune and even celestial dragon tried to force some fortune for themselves. However no matter what the island is still there today and no one is able to disturb it or find the secret that are within. |
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Anthony The world, and everything in it, is yours, to do with as you wish.
It was a perplexing idea to Anthony. Suddenly, he had all the power in the world, and little idea of what to do with it. Sitting on his cot, listening to the waves outside, he began to think. "What if a storm occurred?" And, as if by his will, he heard a thunderclap above him. The rain fell, and men screamed. With another thought, the rain stopped. Anthony climbed out of his cot, walked up the wooden stairs onto the deck, and saw the fresh fallen sea rain. He was powerful now, had the power to change anything. Logically, that meant that he had one ultimate goal now: the eradication of all crime, everywhere. What he wanted to do with this power was a total restructuring of society. With but a thought and an idea, he appeared in Marejois. Without uttering a word, he made the nobility inside the council chamber into which he teleported understand. They all wordlessly nodded, and walked off to do the tasks to which they were assigned. ... Months passed and what Anthony quickly learned was that he could not be everywhere at once. At least the Anthony couldn't. And so, he made copies of himself that were just as determined to see his vision built, the same as him in every way but one: Anthony Prime could end them at a moment's notice, and no power, no cunning thought, could stop that. Anthony Prime sent an Anthony to every island in the world, known and unknown. They guided people. Individuals resisted and their thoughts were corrected. Sometimes, the particularly rebellious people had much of their individuality stripped, making them little more than robots. These other Anthonies assigned everyone a function while their brethren Anthonies teleported wherever a criminal was, for these all-knowing, all-powerful beings would not allow something as foolish as the space between himself and evil stop him in its eradication. These criminals died. Those Anthony saw committing crimes in the future had their minds reprogrammed. ... Anthony knew that most people in the world obeyed him out of fear. It was effective. Fear was the ultimate tool of justice. Fear was what kept the thought of murder from turning into the act of murder. There were still some, fifty years later, some young bucks who doubted his power, who committed crime, thinking that one of the Anthonies on their island would not take notice. The moment the crime was committed, they would fall over dead, the same cause of death inflicted on them. Strangely, the victims were never revived. The power of reviving the dead, a power Anthony had, was one that he never used. With how ordered his society was becoming and with how little he indulged himself of anything, there were those who was saying that the man at the top of their society was little more than a machine, cold and unfeeling and uncaring of his peoples' actual feelings. People had their assigned roles - no more, no less. They were judged absolutely fairly, and sent along paths that were logically going to turn out the best for society at large. People found happiness where they could, what little happiness there was to find. There were designated hours for breaks and pleasure. Reproduction occurred between genetically compatible people during months that would lead to the babies being born in favorable conditions for their climates. Society continued on its way. ... It had been centuries, and the world was utterly stagnate. People got up in the morning, went to work, did their assigned routines every day, and went home at night and slept. They did so under the eye of their watchful god, Anthony, who was never very far. By this point, no one even thought to ask him questions. The world simply existed as a perfectly crafted watch, which turned to the design of its maker day after day, with no flaws in its execution. There was peace. There was no crime. But there was no art, no love, no feeling. It was a world of utter order. No good, no evil. Just the law, followed to the letter. |
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Spoiler: click to toggle "Holy fucking shit this is amazing! All this power.", he shouted at the top of his lungs, falling over and clutching his sides laughing. Nothing seemed to be able to quell him, as the blonde male rolled over onto his stomach and made a very pathetic attempt to get onto his knees, both arms holding his abdomen now. Tears streamed down his face, and as the laughter slowly faded away it was replaced with silence. The realization of what this power meant for him. His arms fell limp to his sides as he rose to his feet, knowing that he could do anything he willed. His breathing slowed as he approached the large glass window of his apartment, staring out below at the bright lights of the city. Looking out on the city, the place where he lived. The place where people tried to kill, not just him but each other. How easy... Placing a hand against it, he could feel the cold air outside his window. His eyes closed and he pressed his forehead against it, wiping tears away as he sighed.
How easy would it be just to wipe it all away? To bring it all down and replace it with something better, something great. A place where people, not just people but nature itself and all species can reside. Not just reside, he mused with a somber smile across his face, mouthing each word as he went along with his thoughts. The window before him slowly began to fog with each word. But thrive! For everything to exist without so much trouble. To be recreated in an image appropriate to me, he thought as a more vile and dark grin overtook him. "Or how simple would it be to rule over it all. Not just this city, but the world. To blow every single motherfucker away with such raw, limitless potential!", he said, shattering the window with his forehead. Glass shards were embedded into him, but Morgan didn't care. He broke more of the window away, making it so that he'd be able to step out of it. Within an instant, he stepped out of his apartment. Out into the city, without a second thought as he walked on air. "Is it really my place to decide this, does the fate of the world belong in my hands alone?", he asked, wondering if he could ever receive a response. As he continued to walk, there was nothing save the city noises he was all too welcoming to. "I see.", he mumbled, upset at the lack of a response. He stopped, the blonde looking down upon the world. Removing his tank top, he burned it away to ash. His pants would be fine enough, with all this power he didn't really need clothing to avoid the cold as he willed his body to warm up. He began walking, with a destination in mind.... Reaching the peak of a mountain, he used his powers gleefully. Carving out a castle, a home to live in out of the mountain itself. Creating creatures to guard it, ones capable of testing the will and morality of those who would seek out this place. He then created two beings in his image, two children. A girl and a boy. "Freya and Freyr, together you two shall take up two thirds of my power. You shall be my eyes of the world, watching and casting judgement upon the vestiges of humanity.", he said, imbuing their forms with his own power. He would not give them enough to allow them to overpower him. "You are free to exist as you see fit, but without the three of us merging our power into one pool we cannot take considerable action against the world.", he told them. "My eyes of the world, we shall wait and let the mortals decide their fate." |
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