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Adam Skelecoot ((Roleplay Creator))

One of the Chosen Ones and brother of John Skelecoot

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a character in “The Imagiverse”, as played by Adam Skelecoot

Description


Physical Description: A 7 foot skeleton; his default clothing consists of a loincloth, leather gauntlets and a red bandana; has no front teeth
Personality: Absent-minded; Fundamentally Good; Dim;
Equipment & Abilities: An enchanted sword named Hope, unable to be seduced or tempted
Historical Background: When Adam was alive, he got the figurative rubber piece of chicken of intelligence when compared to his two brothers, John, his was-then-logical brother,and Nicholas, his more misbehaved and evil brother. Despite this, John help him with his education, although he didn't go far before he was killed by Nicholas. His overall stupidity has made him immune to seduction and temptation, making him a vital asset to the Imagiverse's protection.

So begins...

Adam Skelecoot ((Roleplay Creator))'s Story

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It was amusing to John to see the sisters dancing. He most associated the song with his now-lost wife, a nymph named Alice. It took him a while to deal with her departure, assisted by the hands of a Darkling, but now that didn't worry him as much. As the music gently flowed throughout the hallway, he would hum to the lyrics. As he did so, he walked to a section next to the staircase, where a wall-lamp was stationed. As he grips the stem of the lamp, however, a voice that situated from upstairs called, "'Ey, John, tryin' the gramaphone aut?" The voice had a hint of South-East English, which originated from, now walking from the top of the staircase, a red-bandana'd skeleton, wearing nothing more other than a torn, decaying-green loincloth, although the skeleton looked as though he wished he put on something more decent when he noticed the two, strange winged ladies. He bore the permanent look of a one that is a few sandwiches short of a picnic, his eyeholes open in a nearly perfect circle. His stature was that of a string puppet, and a sword, a glowing, magnificent weapon inscribed with runes, slotted within the back of his ribcage.
His circular eyes scrunched up in an expression of contemplation when he saids, "John, who're these people? They don't look like anything I've ever seen before."
John, who's hand was still on the lamp, looked up at the skeleton and said testedly, "First of all, Adam, you've seen humans before, hell, you've been one before, and these ladies are human, as far as I can tell, aside from the wings of course, and second of all, they're in fact from another world. You should know, I threw you into another world before!"
He would turn to the sisters and smile. "This is Adam, my brother. If I were the brains, he would definitely be the brawns. As in, he's a bit thick." He would turn back to his dumber brother. "Adam, this is Elyzia and Valfiel. They came from Grand Gaia, I know you would be confused as to what that is, I'm sure it's not in the Imagiverse, surprisingly."
Adam Skelecoot would look back at the sisters, attempting to pronounce their names under his breath, with little success, before his eyes would widen back into circles. "Nice to meet you! John's good at sending people to other worlds, I should know, he threw me in one at one time." He would unsheathe his sword from his ribcage. "And this is Hope! It was made around the time the Imagiverse was being made, for the first Adam Skelecoot. Oh, there was another Adam Skelecoot before me, a hero made by the Creators to defend the world before he disappeared. I'm the second one!" He would give a grin, revealing his lack of front teeth, the only remaining upper teeth were the second-from-the-middle pair. "I'm a Chosen One, a warrior born to protect the Imagiverse from whatever demons live in it!"
John would chuckle. "Yeah, yeah, thanks for the info, numbskull," he would say half-heartedly. "Yes, he was elected at death to protect the Imagiverse, along with three others, but I won't burden you with that information." As he says this, he would tug at the lamp he was holding, the stem shifting 90 degrees downwards. A section beside it would open up, revealing a surprisingly well-lit stairway downwards. "Adam, if you wish to come, you are free to follow. As for you," he would direct this to the sisters, "This way will provide some progress in sending you back to Grand Gaia." He would walk down the stairway, as Adam would somersault down the staircase and follow him down.

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As the to sisters danced to the music, Elyzia slowly smiled as her mind was calming down. Her sister was right, dancing to a bit of music certainly calmed some people down but maybe it was not just the music, maybe being close to her closest freind helped more than the music itself.

However soon a new voiced was heard past the music, as the two turned to face who it was it was. John address the skeleton by the name of Adam. He also introduced Adam as his brother who seemed to dislike him by the tone of his voice. As Adam began to talk about his sword Hope and how he was a hero, Valfiel had a glint in her eye. "That's really cool! Me and my sis are also heroes. In our world there are plenty of danger so some people take it upon themselves to fight against everything that would do us harm. Although being a chosen one sounds pretty awesome that would mean all pressure comes on you to protect your world from danger. So...any good tales to tell?" She spoke enthusiastically as she met someone else from another world that fights danger often. Of course, the two would also follow John down a secret path of stairs.

Elyzia seemed much happier than before, of course she had no questions at the moment, but she was glad to answer any question that came her way.

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As the group followed John down the stairs, which were apparent to be crude and stone, Adam would go on in the tone of a kid who had just come back from Wizzly World. "Oh, I've got so many tales! I've defeated the God of Fear, I closed a few portals opened by the Darkness to invade worlds. I've slain Darklings, Fluxlings, Madlings, Goblins-"
"To sum it up, we've seen plenty of action in the Imagiverse," interrupted John. "Almost two-hundred years gives you plenty of time to learn the ropes of the contents of the Imagiverse, as well as how to handle them. Adam's sword is essentially the entirety of his firepower, what with it being infused with the essence of Order. Order and Chaos are the two opposing forces that exist in the Imagiverse, so when they come in contact with each other, they neutralise each other. Since Adam's sword contains a cruiser-load of Order, it practically destroys any demon it comes in contact with."
As he says that, he reaches a door at the end of the stairway. It was a rectangular hatch with a wheel that John turned to open it. As John walks in, Adam would turn back to the sisters and grin childishly. "This is Johnny's lab. He is always inventing stuff in here. You should see S.A.M, he's basically the heart of the place!" On that note, he would walk in, followed by the sisters.

John's lab was a cross between a clockmaker's store and the home of a secret agent's gadgetry. The lab itself broke off into three corridors from a rectangular room, in the middle of it, a hologram that illustrated a strange solar system, worlds labelled with names like Toontown and Anti-Earth circling around, in place of a sun, a black, tendrilled mass labelled The Darkness with a subtitle that read KEEP OUT. One pentagonal sector of the map was coloured in a eerie dark green, labelled The Vice Quadrant. Within the section, the unnerving image of what could have been a skull, but was too crooked and angled to be a human one, more resembling a hammerhead shark.
John would look at the hologram and gesture to it. "This is the map of the Imagiverse. It shows practically every world in the Galactic System, including a few sections around the Edge." For some reason, he emphasised the capital E in the last word. "That there," he would point to the Vice Quadrant, and more specifically, the dark hammerhead skull, "is the Necrostar. The Vice Quadrant's its turf, and many space marines and such are in a prolonged battle with it. It actually came quite recently, after a dead star exploded. Of course, that same star was affected by the energies of Commander Cosmo, a hero who wanted somewhere to hide from the pressure of hero-ing for a while (wimp), and the resonating Chaos energy from Creator's End. The result was a chaotic, necromantic entity whose chunks are cascading throughout the Imagiverse. We've had a few incidents involving Necro-Chunks, one involving a small one hitting me at one time." He would turn to the three with a sly grin. "Some say the Necrostar's a king lackey of the Maelstrom, the single most powerful Chaos entity in the Imagiverse, and the true God of Chaos and Destruction." Adam would shuffle his feet under John's manic gaze, which would subside. "Of course, it's been imprisoned in Creator's End, at the edge of the Imagiverse, so there wouldn't be any trouble with it directly attacking us any time soon."

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"That's cool, back where we came from we faced a God of Destruction, battled some massive monsters, faced some demons, skirmished plenty of dragons, goblins, plant monsters...the list goes on. Pretty much the way to survive in our world is to stay within the cities or train your entire life so you can face whatever comes at you. Of course it's not all bad, you can meet interesting friends along the way! You can even meet legendary heroes! Ohhhhh! One day I wanna meet those legendary heroes. I heard that there are six of them and they were original heard taking on armies by the Gods and fighting actually Gods themselves them just to protect everyone. Although I heard that they decided to take it easy once everything was over, and by easy I mean not just fighting massive armies and Gods on a daily basis." Valfiel exclaimed as she walked down the stairs. More eager to jump into the conversation, Elyzia began to speak. "Of course the technology and culture where we come from is also interesting. We use both magic and technology to power things up, for example inside one of the main capitals of our world has been able to create monsters that can locate high energy sources such as a beast and then communicate to a team to eliminate it before it can cause damage. As for the culture it's varied, plenty of ideas and beliefs." She spoke.

Soon the two would enter what appeared to be a lab of a mad scientist. There was a hologram that projected something, they did not know it was a solar system since they did not really research into space. They just thougt it was a very complex map and Lo and behold John said it was the map of the Imagiverse. He then explained that it showed all the worlds in the...Galactic System? The two had no idea what that meant. He also talked about space marines...a space...marine? Valfiel seemed to tilt her head while Elyzia held a hand to her head thinking if they even knew such words. As the two were thinking John talked about Necro-Chunks and Necrostar, the true God of Chaos and Destruction but he is locked up...however they heard of a chilling tale. There was something similar back home of how a God that rivalled other Gods was sealed away fro years but even then after many long years the seal on his was breaking and they heard a tale someone went after him. They had hoped that it will never be the case here but you could see some fear in both of their faces.

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John seemed to hesitate for a second. "Funny you mention your world's technology. We have a similar type of technology, well... it differs within each world. For example, we Skelecoots harness the powers of Innovatium, which is, sorry I didn't explain it earlier, solidified Imagination. We believe it is the same stuff that makes up the Imagiverse. We also use other arcane materials, such as fire elementals for our furnaces. Overall, the true ingredient in our technology is our beloved Innovatium, although, due it it's nature, it tends to have.... unpredictable effects to anything in close proximity. You got an idea with that poor soul back in Skeleville."
He would walk around the hologram, trailed by Adam. "Of course, there are variations of technology throughout the Imagiverse. Robloxians, that's the cuboid people you saw in the Centre, they are experts in virtual reality simulators, which allow them to essentially create worlds and experience them. Which is pretty self-centred and ignorant, since the majority of the Robloxian population have no idea about the Imagiverse, and only few have realised there's a whole world outside theirs and decided to explore. Then there's the Equestrians. I'm not too sure on what exact age of technology their in right now, it seems to be a bit spliced there, what with a western town in one area, a modern city in another."
By now, the group have arrived at a room that was half full of a large, intimidating machine. A wide console spread below an even larger monitor. Wires spanned across both sides of the room. "Ah," sighed John. "When I mentioned a special someone, this is him. His name is S.A.M, or Simulated Advice Module, the main Artificial Intelligence program that we refer to in our journeys." Whilst he introduces the machine, he would press several knobs on the console. The monitor would flash to life, it's contents revealing a strange skull, made by thousands of green 1s and 0s. The entire screen was full of them, in fact, but the arrangement of digits in the middle gave the impression of a three-dimensional vertex.
"<sub>HELLO, ADMINISTRATOR_JOHN. HOW CAN I ASSIST YOU TODAY?</sub>" S.A.M's voice was not so monotone as modulated, but strangely benevolent, like a tamed lion.
"Mornin', S.A.M," speaks John. "I wish to send these ladies back to their world. Can you search for a world called Grand Gaia?"
The digital skull would flicker slightly, and then a light by the monitor would blink. "<sub>AFFIRMATIVE, ADMINISTRATOR_JOHN. I WILL INFORM YOU OF MY FINDINGS.</sub>"
John would smile, and turn to the sisters. "Whilst he's doing his magic, how about we take this time to sit down and relax in the living room?" He would walk past the group, on his way back up to the mansion.
"You know, it took twenty Skelecoot minds to envision S.A.M," he would say proudly. "Of course, if you added them together, you would get the equivalent of one human mind." He would chuckle at this joke. "He is really a milestone in Skelecoot technology. No other man could possibly create an A.I so .... well, not murderous. He has fail-safes and everything, in case his servers get assaulted. When his servers are in danger of corruption, he would shut down all servers except a hidden server, used as a form of hideaway until the servers get fixed. A thing of beauty, really."

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That was something interesting, they could harness the power of imagination? Well the mind certainly had limitless imagination but of course like he said, it had unpredictable effects since if you imagine a chicken rhinoceros it's not gonna be how you think it is. John also explained the technology of the Robloxians who use virtual reality while the Equestrians have something from western towns to modern cities. But he did say they use magic so even without technology magic was always helpful no matter what the age of technology was.

The group soon arrived in front of a machine, it had a wide console and a massive monitor along with wires all across the room. John explnained that the special someone was this machine I. Front of them, S.A.M, an artificial intelegence. They knew about A.I in their world but it was impressive to see it on something besides killer robots.

The second when John asked S.A.M to look for Grand Gia, the two sisters smiled brightly. They gave each other a cheerful hug and jumped up and down mostly due to Valfiel who was doing the jumping and lifting her sister in the process. "Thank you so much John! We can almost head back home and meet our friends and get back to protecting the people!" Of course with the mentioning of sitting down and relaxing the two calmed down and followed behind John. "Thank you very much John. If there is something we can do as a token of our gratitude please tell us." Elyzia asked.

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John would be silent for a few seconds, thinking, before he would speak. "Well, if we can find your world, it would be lovely to learn more about it. Of course, there's Adam to think about, since he's not as keen to learn of new things as I do. What would you like from the sisters, Adam?"
The buck-toothed skeleton would scrunch his eyeholes in contemplation, as they walked past the hologram and reached the foot of the staircase back up to the mansion. "That's a toughy... well, it would be nice to meet the gods you have in Grand Gaia. John could send me there for a while and I could do a bit of demon fighting, as well. I mean, I can talk with the gods we have here as well, so I guess it wouldn't be to hard to meet yours."
"Ah, that's right," John would say suddenly. "I remember you saying whilst I was talking about Xephire that it was as if I met him. Of course, you couldn't be any more right." Now, they have reached the entrance hall of the mansion and have now directed themselves to the door on the right of them. "Indeed, I have met my own god, although I would not call him my own. He is simply the god of the dead. He normally doesn't bother with followers, and of course, in this world, we don't really believe in him. We know he exists, as do all the other gods, like Goldren, the God of the Smithy, but we don't really worship them as much; you might as well believe in the postman."
The living room was fairly decent, with lavish sofas and a sideboard containing patterned glasses and several bottles of strange drinks, mainly alcoholic. On top of the sideboard, there was a square box propped by an expanding mahogany column, with buttons and dials on the side of a screen, as well as two rods of metal sticking out the top. The box was considerably large, big enough for any party of beings to not have to lean forward to watch the news. John would sit on a leather seat, facing the right, next to a sofa facing the television, the default arrangement of living room furniture.
John would continue as he settled in his seat. "Yes, your world sounds similar to ours, in the sense of magical technology and demons. Of course, there are many worlds outside ours, but it is nice to hear from some of our neighbours, as it were. In fact, I could bookmark your world in our computer, so we could visit anytime, possibly build a private portal to Grand Gaia as well." Adam, meanwhile, would go to the television and turn a few dials and knobs before the static on the screen morphed into the image of a skeleton in a suit, sitting behind a desk with a bunch of papers in his hand, which he would shuffle occasionally. He would talk about things like the latest advancements in Skelecoot technology, as well as news from other worlds.
"Yes," John would say wistfully. "Our world is indeed interesting. If you wanted to, you could have Grand Gaia's tinkerers and such build a portal to our world, if you wished to come and learn more about the Imagiverse, as well as help fight several demons that would cause trouble. Of course, if your world hasn't got to the inter-dimensional portal stage yet, I could send some help in building them, possibly a few Skelecoot engineers."

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"You wish to meet the gods of our world? Well many of them are trying to still destroy all of humanity, although it's at a much smaller but no less deadlier scale. Although I think they would talk to...pardon my language here, the undead. Of course as long as you don't say you are allied to human kind I think you can talk to a few of the more evil gods. Although I think there are a few allied gods that sided with the humans that are still around and quite active. There is a Godess that is pretty silly but means well, I heard another God helped save humanity and he should be around. As for the portal thing...I think we came here due to an error, you see some of the bright minds in the capital have been tinkering with other dimensions and it works...most of the time. I heard once a portal sent people back in time during the war with the Gods although the most you could do was support but by no means could you do anything to change events, another time it transported people into a new dimension entirely with new allies and new enemies. I am sure they made an error and we were in the wrong place at the wrong time." Elyzia spoke, curious why they would want to meet their gods, of course it was a risky end ever to meet many of them. However with the mentions of monsters and demons Valfiel lit up with excitement.

"I heard that the demons in our world are just as strong if not stronger than our gods, They are a rather curious bunch from stories I heard, they are strange and some are fighting just for fighting sakes. Although there are many other demons that are just rabid monsters on a different scale. And the monsters in our world are pretty strong and massive, I heard it takes a squad of people just to take one out. Although the little monsters are no real trouble, people who support the Gods are. I heard that there are plenty of people who sided with the Gods for many different reason and they are pretty powerful especially combined with power gifted from the God they serve. There are plenty of strong people, and if you want to you can challenge a few of them. When not in a life and death situation a little duel to see another's skill is a cool spectacle!" Valfiel spoke.

Once the two finished explaining, they sat down together to rest for a bit. They rather not explain every little detail about their history, or else they would become skeletons as well.

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Adam would nod when Elyzia mentioned that some of their gods are on the evil side of the moral scale. "Yeh, we've got some evil gods here as well. There's the God of Fear, although he is often called Evil Hand, because.... well, he's a giant hand whose evil. He's the boss of the Darkness, like a godfather of all the demons in the Imagiverse. I fought him many, many times before, and he always came back, slightly stronger than the last time. The Darkness is, like John said, like a major city of Chaos demons, literally made of evil, and negative stuff, like anger, hate, madness, and all that."
Upon Valfiel speaking about the demons in their world, he would smile like a child who had just learnt about a new toy that had arrived in a toy store nearby. "As strong as the gods, you say? That sounds like a challenge to me! There's a variety of demons in our world, and, like John said, they all embody a vice of some sorts. They come in all shapes and sizes here, some humanoid, some far from human. They don't all come from the Darkness, either. Some are their own separate gang, like Calypso and Insanity, elementals of Insanity. We have to go to so many places at once to fight these things, but it's really fun!"
John would listen to his brother's excited speech as a father would listen to his child's grand ideas before he would add to the conversation. "Interesting about the mention of portals. I suppose a failed experiment with portals brought you here. As for time travel, that would be a bit risky here, what with the Timeline being watched over by a being known as Chronos. He's a mechanical guardian built by Goldren to make sure no ne'er-do-well tries to alter the Timeline, so time travelling is a huge risk if you wish to observe a past event for yourself." He would get up from his seat and head to the sideboard supporting the television, which was currently showing an advert for a concert by the Steam Punks that's going to take place in Tinkerer's Avenue. He would produce a glass and a bottle that read "Styx Wine, 20% Alcohol". Due to the lack of livers, Skelecoots have taken it to themselves to drastically increase the alcohol in their drinks, not thinking that their Souls, mirror images of themselves that are their main source of undeath, also have livers. John would pour himself a glass and return to his sofa.
Sipping his drink, he would continue. "Your gods do sound rather... active. There are gods out in the Imagiverse that want nothing but to cause strife and chaos, the main one being the Maelstrom. There's a god known as Tenebrox within the End in Minecraftia, a twisted abomination that was said to be born in darkness, apparently not the Darkness that we have earlier mentioned. It's intentions are unknown, but it has indeed caused trouble in the past."

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"It's comforting that those two helped humanity during their time of need. And in fact I believe only those two helped us, the rest simply wanted to destroy humanity. Of course, many brave heroes and legends stood up resulting in...well, everyone's future. The God that helped evacuate the people was Lucious, The God Of Gates and Order. As his name states he opened up portals to saftey. He also sees that order is maintained and that no chaos reigns on the land. The Godess Tilith is his disciple, she is well...a strange one indeed. She is bright, cheerful, less stuck up on the whole order thing...from stories that I heard. I heard she is guiding someone to the four fallen Gods to eliminate the last remained God threat in our lands. Even though they are hiding out there is no doubt that those four will cause destruction. There is Maxwell, The Creator. Cardes, The Malevolent. Zevallhua, The Divine Empress. And Alfa Dilith, The Beast God. Those four are the final threat as the rest have simply related back to their realms after finding out humanity was able to fight back and win. Of course the demon threat is another...I heard they sent an expedition team of skilled leaders, they were attacked within the first day and only those leaders remained. Of course sad to say...no one came back...That is how the story goes anyways." Elyzia spoke.

Valfiel smiled as Adam mentioned that the demons were a challenge. "Indeed they are! Some of the demons that enter our land are crazy powerful, a specialised team of demon slayers have to take them out! And don't get me started on the very land they come from. As my sis stated, Ishigria, the demon land was where a very strong expedition team lost their lives. The demons that rule there must be insanely tough and strong! We don't know much about besides the fact that no one should ever go there and that demons pour into our world from that plane. As for the time stuffs, the eggheads in the capital knew that tampering with time was a bad idea. So instead of actually changing time they made some...device that would allow you to see what would happen if you did do things back in time. Of course technology only gets you so far compared to the real thing. So they decided to close the portal so well...nothing bad happens such as all of us disappearing in an instant." She added on before resting.

As the conversations continued on, the two would watch as John procured a bottle of alcohol that had a rather deadly 20% alcohol content. Of course being undead and skeletons, it would not be able to kill them. Elyzia decided to bring out her guitar and began to tune it before practicing her strumming, Valfiel would get out her music instrument but since they were about to get home soon she rather not unpack and pack up her rather large luggage.

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John would finish his glass and wince slightly, before picking up the bottle and straighten his arm towards Adam. "Styx Wine?"
"Nah," said Adam.
John would turn to the sisters. "If you want a drink, feel free to choose from the sideboard. Of course, if you don't want such a strong drink like the ones from Skeleville, there's always the apple cider from Equestria that we also have." He would refill his glass with the "Styx Wine". "About..." he would scrunch his eyeholes in deep thought, "... 4 to 6% alcohol in that." John would take another sip of his drink.
"There is a level system of gods in the Imagiverse. There's the regular gods, such as Tenebrox and Celestia, the latter the Goddess of the Sun in Equestria, and then there's the Creators. Unlike the Creator in you're world, they aren't as evil. After all, they are the beings who created the worlds in the Imagiverse. There's the High Creator, the head honcho of the Creators, the Equestrian, Creator of Equestria, The Turtle Creator, Creator of the Discworld, the most mobile world since it rides on the back of a giant turtle, and so forth. The greatest god we have is the Maker, who essentially created the Imagiverse itself. Although, unlike the Creators, we don't see him at all."
A mechanical skeleton wearing a tuxedo would enter the room, holding an eldritch cylindrical device, more specifically the part that was attached to the base by a cloth hose, that may have passed as a vacuum cleaner. He, or maybe it, would turn to the group and speak in a voice that seemed to be fabricated out of electricity, having a buzz-like quality to it. "Afternoon, Jonathan and Adam. I see we have visitors."
"Indeed, we have," says John, still sipping his wine. He would turn to the Elyzia and Valfiel. "This is Albert, one of our Skelebot butlers. In a way, he's the only thing that keeps this place from collapsing." John would turn his gaze to Albert. "Albert, this is Elyzia and Valfiel. We are just about to send them back to their world, Grand Gaia."
The butler would simply nod, his entirely green searchlight eyes directed at the sisters.
"... Uh, could you turn down your eye brightness?" said John. "It's like a prison courtyard in here."
The skeletal android would place his iron digit somewhere in the side of his head, and his searchlight gaze would subside.

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"A drink sounds good, however we usually only drink at parties or clubs and even then we make sure not to choose anything that could make us drunk off our feet. Parties and clubs are are always a great way to shake off the day, even my sis enjoys it even though she is rather shy in big crowds, especially massive energetic crowds with a bunch of drunk people trying to flirt with her but as her big sister I make sure no one does anything to her! Lest they feel my fury!" Valfiel spoke as she threw her fist in the air. Elyzia chuckled at her sisters enthusiasm before speaking."I usually only drink the weakest wine, the ones that contain 1% alcohol, or some with just a tiny bit higher content. As my sis says, she really looks out for me. The very few times I accidentally go over my limit, she was there by my side the entire time instead of enjoying herself even though we were severely stressed out." She smiled as she spoke and Valfiel smiled back waving her hand. "Like I need a party or a club to remove my stress. Just making sure you are safe is good enough for me! And that goes for our little joy back home! As your big sister it is my duty to ensure you both are ok!" With her big sisters words, Elyzia could feel some embarrassment. Not just because she knew her sister cared about her, it was when she mentioned little joy. She had to think of something fast or else they may get the wrong idea.

As Elyzia pondered quickly what to say, a mechanical skeleton with a tuxedo entered the room. John introduced it as Albert, and although it's green eyes were really bright it turned them down as to not blind them. With that in mind she decided to change topics. "I am surprised you use plenty of machines. Back in our world, such machines that could operate on their own was rare. I heard in one case a android gained the power of emotions and was thus able to live for itself once it's master was sadly eliminated during the war with the Gods. There are also other machines but they come from other dimensions or are old defence systems. Your machines seem made for civil duties, but I am sure you made some for fighting as well." She spoke, curious about their machines.

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As they reached a topic that was right up his alley, John would grin his crooked grimace. "Indeed, we are a city of machines. We use many androids for things like cleaning and the like. Certainly, it wouldn't have been possible had not Peter Walter I come up with the idea. In fact, he was the one who discovered Innovatium, although, at the time, he referred to it as Blue Matter at the time. The discovery opened a world of possibilities in the name of science. We do in fact have military droids in our depot, for when Skeleville is invaded. They are well-equipped in handling demons, and when other groups of undead prove a threat. There are other denizens in the Underworld that are.... not as respectful. In fact, they're nothing short to maniacs. Not that they pose as much of a threat as the Chaos spawns in the Imagiverse, needless to say." The butler, at this point, has left the room through the door they came in.
"The Skelebots, as we refer to the machines in Skeleville, come in many categories," John would continue, "There are musicians, storekeepers, citizens, the list goes on. Skeleville is the home to a forgotten age of technology, Steam technology. Here, we are not burdened by Time telling us it's time to move on to, say, electrical devices. We are able to master steam without limits, and so, we became a popular source of machinery."
Adam would listen to his brother's prideful monologue. "...But they still explode, don't they?"
His brother would hesitate, his train of speech hitting a boulder that wasn't there a minute ago. "Well, yes, they do have glitches that need to be ironed out, but the point is, Adam, we're getting there."
The red bandana'd skeleton would shrug, choosing not to argue further with his mad scientist sibling.
From the doorway to the entrance hall, Albert would stick his iron head out. "Oh, John, S.A.M requested that you return to the lab. He has located the world you call," he would raise a metallic eyebrow supported by pistons, "Grand Gaia."
Jonathan would smile. "Excellent! Looks like you will be heading back home after all. Not that I was doubting it, or anything," he would add hurriedly as he jumped out of his seat and headed out the room. Adam would roll off the top of the sofa and re-emerge from behind it, sprinting to John.

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Elyzia was thankful she could lead the conversation to a different topic, but she was interested in what they had to say. Civil machines and war machines and to think only a few of them had the idea to create them. But as the robot butler returned, upon the mention that S.A.M had located their world the two immediately stood up, joy plastered on both of their faces. They soon ran right behind the two skeleton brothers, they were just minutes away from home, Elyzia was hopeful that Valfiel did not have to bring up things that may give the others a wrong idea about them. Valfiel however was exited, portal jumping was always fun and was so exited to return home. Their friends must be very worried.

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Back in the lab, John directed the eager sisters to another room, slightly misty from the steam-powered machinery within the labs. At the end of the room, a metallic, circular frame stood behind an ascending slope of steps. Bizarre patterns were etched into the frame, which hummed with untold energies, untapped by mere mortals. Within the Imagiverse, practically anything was possible, including inter-dimensional travel.
John would walk over to a panel, lined with buttons and the like, whilst Adam would take a few steps towards the portal, his hands on the sides of his loincloth. The entire room looked nothing like the Victorian aesthetic the sisters seen before. It would seem John knew his way through more than just steam-power. With this technology, he could easily transform the city, but he didn't because, well, it is better the way it is.
Several rings that made the portal frame would rotate slowly, arcs of energy leaping between the circumference. John, manipulating the console before him, would speak without looking anywhere that wasn't either the portal or the console. "It took us a few tests to get to the grips of Quantum travel. No other being has ever got their heads around the laws of the universe, because they only know the rules in the Imagiverse. To know the Multiverse, you need to learn the common rules."
Now an image was forming within the portal. It would flicker and display static momentarily, before revealing a city that, John and Adam have to agree, they never seen the likes of before. However, John was certain it was Grand Gaia.
"Right," he would announce. "Just stabilising the ion emitters, neutralising the quantum abnormalities, doing the quantum thingy that no one has named yet...."
A flash would emit from the portal, from the image warping and twitching to the quicksilver portal calming down, like a cup of tea that has just barely survived a tectonic tremor.
John would press a few buttons, before standing up right and looking towards the sisters, rubbing his hands with a warped grin on his skull. "There we are! This way to Grand Gaia!" Adam would step to the side, making way towards the glowing gateway back home.

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The sisters looked at each other and took each others hands. Home was a few meters in front of them, however they were not sure where they would end up. They knew most of the land, so getting back to their actual home would not be too difficult. Taking one last deep breath, the duo turned to face John and Adam. "Thanks a bunch you guys! If you ever are in Grand Gaia, head to the Randall Empire and ask for us. We don't actually live there, we live in a much smaller village. We will be sure to give you two a first class ticket to our future shows!" Valfiel called out before Elyzia spoke. "There also plenty of beautiful sights there. But for now we wish you both the best and may we meet again soon." She called out.

The two then turned to face the portal, hand in hand they walked into the portal to hopefully be warped back to their homeworld.

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  1. End of the first roleplay

    by Adam Skelecoot
  2. We did it!

    by Specmarine
  3. Yeah! It's been fun to roleplay with you, Spec

    by Adam Skelecoot
  4. Same here Adam, it's been a very long time since any RP I have join or started has gone this well. Anyways...we shall see what the next event holds!

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His hands behind his back, Jonathan Skelecoot would bow lightly to the departing sisters. "You're welcome, Valfiel and Elyzia. It has been a pleasure meeting you. If you wish to come back on your own accord, perhaps ask the tinkerers in your world if they can create a portal to the Imagiverse. Farewell."
"Bye, gals!" cheered Adam, waving his arm wildly.
The portal would ripple when the sisters pass through it, shaking strongly before the image would turn to static and the portal closes. John would look at the portal for a minute and then call to the world in general. "S.A.M, bookmark the portal location of Grand Gaia. I might have us visit it later."
"<sub> AFFIRMATIVE, ADMINISTRATOR_JOHN.</sub>"

EPILOGUE:
Now alone again in the mansion, Adam and John would walk out of the lab.
"Nice, weren't they?" exclaims Adam Skelecoot, walking a few inches in front of John.
"Yes. It's interesting, really, when you think about it. A few beings from another dimension entirely stumbling into this world, out of all the worlds they might have ended up in. That, I think, is Fate at work." The dressed skeleton would sit on the bottom of the stairs.
"Or they just got here by chance."
"... Yeah, or that."
Jonathan would sigh. "Sounds a nice place. Well, Adam, if you wish to go there in the future, possibly to hone your skills, we can easily open a portal there."
"Yeh, I mean, the Darkness and all the demons here are fun and all, but it would be nice to have a change, wouldn't it?"
John would glance at Adam. "Well, the Imagiverse changes all the time, doesn't it? But I see what you mean."
Adam would sit next to John, pulling Hope from the back of his ribcage and examining it. "Although, it sounds troublesome in Grand Gaia, doesn't it?"
His brother would look at the glowing sword. Strange thing, but, in the years he's been on these adventures, he's been given the feeling that sword has been regarding him in the way a jungle adventurer watches on an endangered species. Right now, he feels he's being watched by two or maybe another amount of eyes.
"Well, there are definite differences in our world from others. I mean, how many worlds have you heard of that are entirely made of imagination?"
"... One."
"Exactly."
From nowhere, there is an ear-piercing noise of many small things darting past them. The brothers fall to the ground as bullet holes form on the walls and stairs behind them.
"What is it John?" yells Adam. "Skelecoots?"
"Nah, that's not-"
A cracked voice would cackle from the hubbub outside. "Come out, Johnny! You can't hide with a thousand skulls over your head!"
Johnny would groan. "Oh no. Bounty hunters."
The pair would slowly stand up, Adam gripping his sword, and John unsheathing his shotgun from behind his back. He would pull the two barrels back, loading his shots with a click.
"Ready, Adam?" John would mutter with a demented grin.
"Oh, I'm always ready."
They would then walk forward to address their visitors, the Skelecoot way.

The setting changes from skeleville-skele-manor to The Imagiverse

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"Well," whispered Jack to the Robloxian. "Thith thure ith imprethive. At leatht we're not in it."
"Oh, I don't know about that," replied Max. "Pretty soon, we might have to intervene. Someone could get hurt."
The Chosen Few are not, by definition, heroic. They do not charge into someone else's fight, even if it's for the safety of the local area, if they don't feel like it. They've seen so much action and horror they've become rather desensitized. This is mostly because whoever, or whatever, they fought, they defeated by a landslide. Many years of experience had toughened the group into a band of capable, if less than enthusiastic, defenders of the Imagiverse. Of course, they never heard of Grand Gaia, except Adam Skelecoot, who had the pleasure to meet a pair of musician warriors, who were the first in their world to stumble across the greater-scaled realm of Fantasy.
Having seen the confrontation in Armourer's Place, which was at the risk of having a fireworks display occur if any of the stock were disturbed, Adam Skelecoot, the skeletal quarter of the Chosen Ones, decided he would take Equestrian Avenue and turn at Skull Lane to meet up with the rest. He stepped beside Jack, crossing his yellowy-white arms.
"That the alien?" He'd say in his default South-English accent, pointing at the pissed alien thing.
"Yep," said Max conversationally. "Quite a toughy, by the looks of things."
"Did you ask it the "Friend and Foe" thing?"
"Yep, and it is negotiable." He would pause for a moment. "Well, the one that I talked to, anyway."
The skeleton would turn to Max, his expression that of mild puzzlement.
"It'th got multiple perthonalitieth," explained Jack.
"Aaah."
They would continue to watch the fight.

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"Despair," Laadan mutters, her antennae/tentacles wiggling in frustration, twisting her large right arm, with the lack of bones her arm just winds up in a spiral. "Laadan knows despair, despair and fear, knows it too much! It made a void inside, then Laadan ate it all up and got sick, and then only rage remained!"

With this Laadan does not dodge the attack, but instead charges directly at it, absorbing the debris that is flung against her, slowly gaining size then swinging her loaded right arm forward with it spinning wildly, splitting the air itself with one loud thunderous crack. She planned to plow straight through without any self regard.

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Kira watched as the creature charged through his attack, the wave on energy did impact the creature however unlike its surroundings which was being blown away or obliterated entirely it could walk through with some injuries. Seeing as how the creature was still standing, Kira sneered in irritation. He was supposed to be the stronger being here! Not that creature!

Kira raised both his weapons and got ready to ramp up. "I will not lose here! If I have to demolish this entire town to destroy you so be it! Dämonische Licht!" He yelled out as his body was consumed by light and dark energy. It was clear that he was not just a regular man. Two horns grew from the sides of his head, one light and one dark. It was clear that he was associated with demons.

"Time to get serious here! I will crush you! Xeno Verto!" He called out as he charged forward, his weapons glowing with raw power. The wave he had sent earlier has dissipated along with many buildings in its wake.

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Laadan's ethereal tongue hangs out, panting, one of the horns of her boney plate mask cracks off dissipating into nothingness, hairline fractures spreading downwards to the eyehole. The strength of the attack coming her way was formidable, she couldn't just punch through it. But something else flooded her mind, took priority over everything else: she was not returning to Nod, not to the place she was before, she had gone too far to crawl out of the depths, out of the emptiness that was her prison. Freedom tasted too good.

"Laadan is not going back," she roars, a sudden shift upon the spacial fabric displaces a small chunk of the city around her, including buildings. It was not like it was destroyed, exactly, the structures remained intact without crumbling, and a phantom-like imprint remained of the objects that once existed there, it was like what was consumed now was a wobbling three dimensional photo negative. The immediate surge pushed Laadan further, growing again, looking more monstrous than before, the boney mask more toothy and savage, her claws more pronounced, she looked like some bizarre alien dragon. The runes on her body glowed with a ghostly blue light, her eyes fuming with green smoke, that whimsical and playful Laadan has been replaced with something more primal: the desire to be. She slams down her smaller claws into the ground, then swings her larger ones together like a clap to clash against Kira's attack. "Laadan will not be forgotten, not again!"

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It became apparent to the Chosen Few, as horns grew on Kira's skull, that the interloper was not a normal mortal. They were more familiar with demons associated with one side of the coin, i.e, Chaos. They never heard of entities embodying both sides at once.
The arena had become more active around the brawl. Several buildings destroyed, a crowd of bizarre bystanders had surrounded the fight. Before they arrived, they were aware of explosions in Armourer's Place, noises that could only be placed on the result of a few weapons, gunpowder and nuclear, being disturbed. The crowd tried to edge away from the areas of fallout and still get a good viewing point at the same time. A few of the shopkeepers, covered in soot and radiation, made up a small percentage of the audience, yelling at whoever costed them an arm and a leg, and more appendages on that note.
Of course, they were just outside the area where the fabric of Fantasy was currently being put through the wringer.
The fabric of Fantasy is rather loose, as is apparent in worlds like the mobile Discworld, and the mana-infused Equestria. Dimensional distortions occur on a regularly basis. In some places, fungus vivere, or mushroom men, are often spotted bapping each other to the death, fighting over chunks of necrotic debris, sourcing from the Necrostar in the Vice Quadrant.
To sum it up, the Chosen Few are, currently, considering ending the fight before demons from the Dungeon Dimensions begin to crawl, or whatever mode of movement they use, into the Imagiverse Centre. Adam Skelecoot tried to prevent himself from seeing formless horrors in his peripheral vision.
Preparing to prevent the Centre becoming a hub for demonic portalling, Adam unsheathed his magic sword, labelled Hope in ancient runes, from the back of his ribcage. Max set his robot arm to Cannon mode, which involved the arm expanding at the upper arm area, a circular hole opening up at his palms. Jack, well, rummaged into his backpack for something useful against dual demons.

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"I will not lose! I am and will be the strongest being!" Kira yelled as he clashed with Laadan. However when he saw that two more people had arrived he knew he was outnumbered, however he still had his ultimate attack. But if he used such a thing this town would indeed suffer for it, but of course there was the threat of excess energy tearing a portal and allowing a demon to enter from it.

He decided it was best to fall back home, there was a high chance that one of them could avoid his attack. And there was a greater chance that people from Grand Gaia would arrive to assist in subduing him. At least he can leave with the thought of three people needing to stop him. "Adversus!" He called out as he leapt back from the clash and using his sword cut the ground in front of him causing it to split and create a massive gap. This was not now the move is usually used however he needed to pull back. No point is losing here, it would all be for nothing.

With that Kira would rush to the portal he had entered from.

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Laadan seized up in mid attack, her ablaze eyes wide in disbelief, now just big round circles of green light. She was speechless. It was so abrupt that she had nothing to say or any idea on how to react... on top of it all, she was cartoonishly frozen in place. With Kira's departure it would be moments until she finally stood straight again, towering over most of the residents that had gathered, her antennae falling limp and dangling at the sides of her head.

"Laadan... w-won," she says, puzzled, lacking the confidence she once held, rage drained in an instant, tilting her head to the side like a confused lost puppy. She lowers her head, folding both sets of arms in thought then raising back up and straightening up, eyes beaming once more. "Yeah... YEAH! Run away, axe man! Laadan is strongest there is, strongest there will be! LAADAN ... ..."

With this she finally looks around at the destruction that their fight has wrought upon the centre, curling her cloak around her body and sinking her head down. Unlike Zilthai who has more nihilistic when it came to emotions, as an Id Laadan was an unfiltered giant ball of it, and right now she felt bad. She even began to literally shrink down in size losing a portion of mass she gained, some of the things she consumed returned to their original state starting with the street light she ate at the beginning of the fight.

"Is sorry."

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The Chosen Few, though slightly disappointed, took a sigh of relief and sheathed, shut down, and packed their weaponry. In a sense, they had defended the Centre from total annihilation, simply by being there. And it would seem reality, or fantasy rather, had taken it's usual, if still warped, shape. From the crowd came a few cheers, whether it was directed at the Chosen Ones or Laadan was rather unclear. Adam would glance around at the crowd, then begin to grin and raise a closed fist, an expression associated with a boxer who just realized he had, in theory, won because his opponent was knocked out by a falling searchlight, before Max would elbow him, the bump amplified by his superhuman muscles.
The misfits' eyes would explore and, possibly for the first time, notice the collateral damage caused. Several buildings lie in ruins, several unnamed critters, persumably the victims of the imploding Innovatium, were hopping around, and there were some irate shopkeepers that needed some answering. In the middle of the cracked arena, the alien had now, quite literally, shrunk under the deflating feeling of Guilt.
From within one side of the street, a figure would budge through the crowd, muttering things like "''scuse me" and "pardon me" as he approached the scene.
He didn't follow the usual three-dimensional rule of a living entity. For some unknown reason, the paper stick figure was able to travel from A to B without folding over or, more accurately, blowing away in the wind. His white mohawk hair rose like a frozen tide, his entire being outlined in black, as if he was a doodle that was pulled straight out of the page, or more accurately, cut out. The stick figure was wearing nothing but a pair of orange shorts, his stick torso bare. His face was crudely drawn on the circle of his head, his eyes two shakey lines. The overall appearance looked like something a pre-schooler would draw.
He went by the name of Fancy Pants, the youngest member of the Chosen Ones, and considered the heart of the group.
"Excuse me, did I miss- oh," said Fancy Pants.
The band of heroes turned.
"'Ey, Fancy," said Adam, waving. "You missed a bloody good fight."
"Sorry," said the stick figure, who was the type of person who punctuated almost every sentence with an apology. "I should have come earlier, but it was my sister's birthday."
The Chosen Few sneered in a vacant, "typical" way. Fancy Pants was very enthusiastic when joining the group. At a younger age, he trained solely to become, at least, as great as the Chosen Ones, fighting crazed penguins and the like. Of course, he learnt a valuable lesson on the fact that, in person, your heroes aren't as great as they cracked up to be.
"Fancy," said Max, pointing an arm at the shrunken alien. "This is Laadan. In a way, he, or it, did all the "defendin' against an intruder" for us. He's the alien I was talking about."
Fancy would glance at the thing. Well, you see something new every day, and the sight he was witnessing was definitely new in his book. He wasn't sure to address Laadan, partly because he didn't know how to address the eldritch, but mainly because it looked like it wasn't in the mood.