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Public Assists
[LEFT]
** Princess Beatrix Pin**
-PlayStation 9 [2 Slots]
-Heal [1 Slot]

***Technical: PlayStation 9 **- 2 Slots [MC; TA]
M-ISM: The PS9 has the ability to map itself with the body functions of people surrounding it. It can heal or cripple other people, depending on the intent of the user. Only 1 AP can be invested into this skill.
T-ISM: Casting “PlayStation 9” on your team or another will completely restore the target team’s AP. It may only be used once, per team.
[CENTER]Missions

[LEFT]**Fend off the Crowd
**This is easy enough. You can either fight the crowd in any way you wish, since most of them can only barely defend themselves, or you can attempt to heal them from the GUILT virus, if you have no way of fighting the infected. If you do wish to heal them, you must have Princess Pin on your team.
*Invest: 1-6 AP | Base BP: 10
Hazard Rating: ***

[CENTER]**Boss Mission

**[LEFT]Blood Moses Albedo - 12 Damage Levels
Be careful! Albedo has no weak points, unlike the crab you fought earlier! He seems weak to your sheer strength of numbers, so stick to all other methods of fighting. He also seems to laugh off your strikes with weapons, but seasoned hand-to-hand fighters will have an easier time fighting Blood Moses off.
*Invest: 1-9 AP *| *Base BP: 12
Hazard Rating: **
*Pic: 1[/LEFT]

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Getting a rank in Martial arts

Blood Moses Albedo
Playstation 2 casts Fighting: Martial Arts for 9 AP

Fend Off The Crowd
Playstation 2 casts Fightings: Martial Arts for 1 AP

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Naruto
Blood Moses Albedo
Martial Arts - 1

Fend Off The Crowd
Martial Arts - 1

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Demyx
Casting Inspiration {T-ISM} —> Yugo - 2 AP (Giving 2AP)
Casting Inspiration {T-ISM} —> Rock Howard - 2 AP (Giving 2AP)

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Yugo is picking up Brawl- 1 Slot

Fend Off The Crowd
Yugo uses Brawl M-ISM: 4 AP

Blood Moses Albedo
Yugo uses Brawl M-ISM: 6 AP

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Uhhh… fuck.

Yeah, those are both [M-ism] versions.

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Rock Howard
8/12 AP (after Demyx’s Inspiration)

Fend Off the Crowd
Rock Howard casts Martial Arts [M-ISM]- 2 AP

Blood Moses Albedo
Rock Howard casts Brawl [M-ISM]- 3 AP

Rock Howard
3/12 AP

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The British Empire

Officially named “The United Kingdom of Great Britain, Ireland, and the Free Lands,” the British Empire was the original bastion of the Realm of Technology, an island off the coast of Geisterra that humans settled and found that the supernatural was much less common there than on the mainland. As human populations on the island grew, the demons and magic warlords of Geisterra began to make bids to conquer the British Empire, but the advances in technology the humans had made to make up for their magic proved to be their equal, and even their superior in the case of the British Navy.

Meanwhile, Britain sought to spread the power of technology and independence from supernatural forces throughout the world, and so ended up colonizing North America. However, the taxation they placed on the colonists to fund their never-ending battle with Geisterra ended up causing the United States to declare independence; soon enough, the United States had surpassed the British Empire as the leader of the Realm of Technology, due to their superior resources and Britain’s constant war. Britain was pushed even farther back during the last Great War, when the Fuhrer Demon Adolf Hitler subjugated all of the various regions of Geisterra and then launched a massive assault on the island nation. While the British fought valiantly, it was ultimately the assistance of the Americans that pushed the demons back, and Japan’s #1 Mercenary, Kaze Daizaemon, gave his life to defeat the Fuhrer himself. (Rumours that Kaze plunged Adolf Hitler into the sun are unsubstantiated to this day.)

While the British Empire survived, the fact that it had to be bailed out by America was a sore spot for them, and they resolved to rebuild to the glory they once enjoyed. Fortunately, the defeat of Hitler took a heavy toll on Geisterra, and with the Americans taking on part of the responsibility of watching the Realm of Miracles, the British Empire was able to start concentrating on technology for purposes other than war.

Today, while the British Empire remains ever-vigilant against the forces of Geisterra, they have become a far more well-rounded society, boasting technological achievements almost on par with those of North America and Japan, while maintaining a sort of quaint charm that is hard to resist. While the supernatural is frowned upon within their borders (though the Free Lands are more tolerant), any ability that is part of “human potential” is considered okay in the large portion of society, as are abilities stemming from the worship of the Christian God.

Government

Queen Elizabeth II occupies the British throne, but though she technically has all the power, it’s well-known that she is just a figurehead, and all governing is done by the Prime Minister, the Right Honourable Doctor Ichabod M. Foreman. Unbeknownst to most of the world, however, the Prime Minister is merely one member of a secret shadow council, comprised of the leaders of seven groups who maintain control over all of the Empire. (Note that, until recent years, the number was five, and there are members of the original five who resent having to share their power with the two newcomers.)

  • Doctor Ichabod M. Foreman is merely the alias of a man who would only ever refer to himself as the Doctor, were he given the choice. Effectively immortal, the Doctor is supposedly a member of a race of beings known as Time Lords, and he is rumoured among the other members of the British Shadow Council to know the Secret of Time and Space. Whatever he knows, however, he isn’t about to tell anyone.

  • M is the codename given to the Director of the Secret Intelligence Service, also known as MI6; revealing the real name of the person who is currently M is reason enough for them to have you killed. The current M is an older woman who is known for being incredibly cold, and never fails to speak her mind bluntly. The MI6 itself is the cornerstone of all intelligence activities of the British Empire, and prides itself on getting the job done without any sort of supernatural means; the only tools the MI6 has at its disposal are its incredible technological breakthroughs and its cadre of highly-trained agents. The best MI6 agents are given “00” status, granting them a licence to kill anyone they feel in the name of protecting the Empire.

  • Mr. Joker is another codename, belonging to a man named Joe Carpenter (though this may simply be another alias), who is the director and president of the British Library. Almost the polar opposite of the current M, Joker usually appears calm, and is often rather humorous; however, underneath his warm exterior lies a far more serious personality and agenda. Like MI6, the British Library undertakes covert operations around the world, but their goal is not to gather information about threats against the Empire and stop them; rather, the Library strives to protect and preserve knowledge itself, in the ultimate example of knowledge being power. The British Library is more willing than MI6 to use superhuman talents as well, employing a variety of agents with special powers, including their number one agent, a woman with the codename of The Paper.

  • Rupert Giles is the head of the Watcher’s Council, which supervises supernatural activity throughout the world. A very proper Englishman at first glance (though with a sense of humour that is the very meaning of dry English wit), Giles is actually far more willing to get his hands dirty than one would imagine. The Watcher’s Council watches for demon activity around the globe, especially in places where Hellmouths - portals similar to the one leading from Geisterra to Disgaea - pop into existence and start corrupting human populations. The Watchers also watch one more thing: a young woman chosen by unknown forces to become the Slayer, a supernaturally strong hunter of vampires and demons. Every time a Slayer dies, another one is chosen, and it falls to the Watchers to train the young woman to meet her destiny.

  • Sir Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, who is often simply referred to as Sir Integra Hellsing, has inherited control of the Royal Order of Protestant Knights (also known simply as the Hellsing Organization) from her father. She is cold and aloof, accepting failure from nobody, especially not herself. In contrast to the worldwide scope of the Watcher’s Council, the Royal Order is far more focused on protecting Britain from any and all supernatural threats; in a way, they are the last bastion of the British Empire’s old demon-focused nature. However, there are rumours that, despite their mission to destroy all demons and other supernatural entities, the Hellsing Organization employs demons itself within its ranks; the most wild of the rumours says that Integra holds sway over the Lord of Vampires himself, a claim which Integra vehemently denies.

  • Captain Britain, the secret identity of Brian Braddock, is the leader of a superhero team dedicated to protecting the British Empire, known as Excalibur. Brian’s numerous powers stem from his choosing of the Amulet of Right over the Sword of Might when given the choice by the wizard Merlyn after being resurrected following a fatal motorcycle accident. The team Captain Britain gathered together to defend the British Empire, with the exception of himself, consists entirely of mutants - otherwise ordinary humans who have the X-factor gene - and has gone a long way to making the people of Britain (who generally frown on any sort of supernatural ability) come to accept mutants; today, mutants generally fare better in Britain than they do in other parts of the world. Excalibur’s current roster consists of Psylocke (Brian’s twin sister), Wolfsbane (Rahne Sinclair, from Scotland), Nightcrawler (Kurt Wagner, from the Free Land of Gemany), Shadowcat (Kitty Pride, an Jewish-American girl who was sent to aid Excalibur by Charles Xavier) and her tiny pet dragon, Lockheed.

  • Ky Kiske hails from the Free Land of France, and though very young, his talents both on the field of combat and off have earned him the leadership of the Sacred Order of Holy Knights. A charismatic leader who fights for peace, justice and his devotion to God, Ky’s weakness is that he has trouble seeing the shades of grey in the world; to him, there is good, and there is evil, and the latter will face his blade. The Sacred Order of Holy Knights was formed when a monstrous new threat emerged to threaten the world, a combination of technology, magic and humanity into a being known as a Gear. Though first sighted in Geisterra, it has become obvious that they do not originate with the demons that reside there. Their origin remains unknown, but they appear to have a absurd hatred of island nations; they launched an assault against first Japan and then Britain in their insane war. Ky eventually defeated the Command Gear, Justice, with the help of Sol Badguy, a man who had once fought along side him in the Sacred Order. Since then, the Gear threat has been rather quiet, and there has been talk of disbanding the Sacred Order; however, Ky remains convinced that the Gears are not finished, and remains ever vigilant.

Territories

The British Empire consists of seven smaller nations, bound together under a common flag and government. Each region maintains a high amount of autonomy, however, especially in the case of Ireland and the Free Lands. The seven nations are England, Scotland, Wales, Ireland, and the Free Lands of France, Germany, and Spain.

Other Organizations

In England, the main temple for the Jedi religion has been built. The Jedi Temple has been a source of much controversy; while it has been proven that the powers exhibited by many followers of “The Force” are the result of symbiotic creatures that live within the cells of all humans, the unusual customs and apparent disregard for the Christian God has caused a fair deal of animosity between the Jedi Order and the greater population of England. It is this rift that has been a major factor in none of the Jedi’s Council being invited to join the shadow council; the various organizations of the shadow council all view the Jedi in a different light. Matters are not helped by those people who are said to worship the “dark side” of the Force, and use their abilities to terrorize and control ordinary humans.

In addition to battles against these “Sith,” there was wide media coverage of the devastation caused when a Jedi Master clashed his lightsabre against the blade of a member of a far more ancient cult based out of Scotland, known as the Highlanders. While that was the only public battle between the two religious groups, it is clear to those in the know that it is only a matter of time before the Jedi and the Highlanders fight each other again.

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Looks like it had far bigger problems than this godforsaken woman, which was honestly pretty impressive considering the PS2 wasn’t entirely sure how she even fit through the doors, or in the Gamestop. Though it did take some solace in the fact that the Niggapocalypse were able to get the PS9s. Hopefully they can use them for good and it wouldn’t have to destroy them behind Princess Pin’s back.

“GIVE THOSE BACK!” the Giant Enemy Crab-tan shouted out in a bloody rage that the made the PS2 question whether or not it was that time of the month for her. She turned her back on the console and began to follow the three young men that had liberated the Playstation 9 consoles. Unfortunately for her, in this place, the PS2 was everywhere, it was everythingthing (except for Nintendo and Microsoft products). And it simply sank into the ground, melding with the carpet and vanishing, only it’s boots, hat, and coat left lying empty on the floor. And suddenly the display Playstation 2 in the front of the store stepped forward, reaching forward with a lightgun and firing a shot. “AGH!” the crustacian shouted out in an angry fit as she swatted the laser away with her claw.

She slammed her other clamplike fist into the ground, the PS2 rolling to the side to avoid the blow and jumping up on her pincer, running up the length of the woman’s arms and ramming into her large face with it’s shoulder. It didn’t know if it managed to break her jaw or not, it was sure as hell trying to. It figured the answer was “no” judging by the lack of painful screams. As it landed on the ground, bending it’s knees to lessen the impact of it’s descent, it walked forward, not turning back to face her until it’s coat was once again on it’s back.

As it turned once again to face it’s opponent, it saw the orange-clad woman standing up again, in less a fighting stance and more of a wobbly, dizzy kind of stationary stagger, rubbing the side of her face with one of the six legs growing from her back. She was weak, it was time to strike. Using it’s control of Playstation 2 products, it sent all of the dvd-written discs flying straight at her weak point, which the dumb cunt was kind enough to label with her Spider-Man costume. The PS2 really couldn’t thank her enough for that.

Her massive frame fell backwards from the assault, and it listened intently, waiting for it. Yeah. There were the screams of pain, right there. She crashed into the floor, and she was big. Giant even. It said so in her name. This being on the third floor was not good for whatever unsuspecting assholes were right below the Gamestop, because the floor came crashing down under the woman’s weight. As she fell through into a Victoria’s Secret store, the console followed, leaping through the hole in the roof of the pink-themed store and landing boot-first on GEC-tan’s face.

The pictures around it would have given any straight man a nice distraction, gotten him hard. The PS2 didn’t know whether or not to thank Sony for making it genderless at this point. At least it could focus on kicking ass, though. Rearing back with it’s controller, it gave her a hard 1P to the face, followed by a 2P hook. Before she could regain her senses, it began to laugh. Like a maniac. It jumped down onto her elbow, using it’s SF:AC arcade stick to smash the bones, breaking it, rendering her arm worthless. Quickly it did the same to the other arm before throwing the oversized joystick right at her face. “FUCK YOU! AAAAAGH!” she yelled as it grabbed three of the smaller, more crablike legs on her back, pulling them against their natural joints and snapping them all, letting them hang limp.

She lashed out with the other set, and quickly it struck each of them in the knee as hard as it could. “Consider yourself raped, bitch,” it said as it finalized it’s assault on her limbs by taking out her more human legs. Grabbing her by the long, red hair, the PS2 began to drag her out of the store and into the main hallways of the mall, it’s psychotic grin almost as large as she was.

It found what it wanted, a cooking goods store. Swinging her inside the door forcefully, making sure her head hit as many things as possible to further incapacitate her, it found what it was looking for. A cylindrical silver tank, stainless steel. Pouring some water into it, it turned up the heat. She screamed. It laughed. “Now, if you don’t mind fucking off…” It shoved her, feet first so it could enjoy her crying more, into the boiler. Grabbing the lid with it’s other controller, it quickly pushed her completely into the boiling water and slammed the top on so she couldn’t escape. “AAAHAHAHAHAHA! I LOVE BEING THE GODDAMN BATM- errrr- THE GODDAMN PLAYSTATION 2!”

Some time later.

The console was still laughing. The whole lack of lungs makes that easy. It was one thing it thanked it’s architect for on a daily basis. It turned down the heat, pulling off the lid and watching a cloud of white steam raise up from the pot as it reached in and pulled out the boiled woman by the neck. Glaring at the store’s clerk (who totally just didn’t ask questions or even close up or anything), it silently demanded the proper utensils to pick her apart. He obliged. He wasn’t about to say “no” to someone who just boiled a woman alive.

Throwing her onto a conveniently placed lawn table, it shouted out at the top of it’s lungs (which is of course contradictory to the last paragraph), “ALRIGHT, NIGGAPOCALYPSE! TIME TO EAT!”

And it was about that point it noticed two mechanical antennae coming out of the now-pink flesh on her head. “Well that’s pretty fucking curious.” It raised it’s 1P controller, a lobster cracker gribbed tightly in it’s fingers, it’s eyes resembling that of a mad scientist. “Very fucking curious.”

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Riley was busy playing the new madden on the PS9. “The graphics, nigga! They off the chain! Yo Malik, check this shit out!” He was oblivious to Albedo marching over to the piles upon piles of consoles. Suddenly Suika stepped in front of the approaching madman.

“The fuck is this? Some sort of loli liquor machine? Look kid,” Albedo groaned, leaning forward to jab his gloved finger at Suika’s dfc. “I’m a registered sex offender. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll get out of the way so I can retrieve these PS9s for the glory of Blood Moses–”

Suika flicked Albedo in his head; his head flew off his shoulders and splattered against Mrs. Dubois (who was there to pick up That’s So Raven 83 for Jasmine’s DS). Albedo lol’d; then his head grew back.

“Wait just a second… hold up.” Suika muttered, swaying back and forth. “What you just say… about my momma?” She vomited on the front of Albedo’s suit.

“Resilient little bitch, aren’t you?” Albedo kicked at Suika. “Very well then. You may keep fronting, if you so choose… but I took my Viagra this morning. MOOHAHAHAHAHAH!”

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“The fuck is this shit?”

Three men entered through the doors of the Woodcrest Mall. Pure chaos unfolded through the corridors of this center of White Suburbia.

“Fuck man,” one of the men said. He was an almost-obese dark-skinned man. Distinguishing features included a massive white afro and baby-blue eyes. “Hey Balthios, you sure 'bout this?”

“GUILT…” said Balthios as he observed cases of the supervirus breaking out all over the mall. “Yeah, this has got Blood Moses’ handiwork all over it.”

“And this Blood Moses nigga is part of Second Wave?”

“Yeah,” Balthios nodded, preparing his zaubers for the inevitable confrontation.

“We don’t have time to stand around like a bunch of punk bitches and talk,” the third man, directly behind the other two, said in a commanding tone. “We have our objectives.”

“…Right Obelisk. Sorry, dog,” the man with the white 'fro apologized.

“Let’s find us the leaders of the Niggapocalypse first and foremost,” Obelisk said. “If we run into Second Wave, we fuck 'em up, but don’t go out of your way or anything. Especially you, Hellbane,” he looked right at Balthios.

“Look, nigga,” Balthios objected. “I only joined up with you because you promised you’d give me the resources and the manpower to stop Second Wave, especially Blood Moses.”

“In due time, Balthios,” Obelisk said calmly. “Right now, you and Black Onyx have to find the leaders of the Revolution. We need to plan and not just rush into this shit.”

“And if I see Blood Moses?”

Obelisk sighed. “Don’t get yourself fucking killed Hellbane. That’s all.”

With that, Black Onyx and the Ultimate Hellbane ran off into the fray.

“This is only the kind of shit my brother would like,” Obelisk said to himself. He looked over to a GameStop where frenzied patrons fought over the ability to get their PS9’s. “I wonder if they got dat new Madden in yet.”

===

The Obelisk has entered the mall, accompanied by two men in his employ: Black Onyx and Balthios.

Character descriptions up shortly in the appropriate thread.

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Black Onyx (from Def Jam: Fight For New York, kinda) - Recruited by Obelisk in Chunking Heights, Black Onyx is a fighter associated with D-Mob’s group. He wanted revenge against Crow for kidnapping his girlfriend a couple of weeks ago, but the Niggapocalypse took care of that for him. Learning from Obelisk that Crow was only part of a much bigger organization, he joined him in his quest to stop this group once and for all.

Appearance: Black Onyx looks like this: 1, 2, 3

Combat: Black Onyx knows a fair share of wrestling moves, as well as being versed in the martial arts and regular ol’ street fighting. Henry Rollins trained his ass good.

Black Onyx is also an avid fighter game fan, and is considered one of the best in Chunking Heights.

Balthios (from Barkley: Shut Up and Jam Gaiden) also goes by the Codename of “Ultimate Hellbane.” He operated in various districts of New Gotham, helping out the oppressed and attacking the oppressors. He became a Robin Hood-like figure amongst the downtrodden of the city, until he unwittingly interfered in the affairs of Second Wave.

A Second Wave operative by the name of Blood Moses unleashed a deadly virus known as GUILT upon his neighborhood, killing everyone except Balthios himself. Overcome by despair at his inability to do anything, Balthios considered taking his own life until he was talked out of it by Obelisk. That despair quickly turned to anger once Balthios learned of the virus’s creator (and its artificial origins to begin with). He’s with Obelisk because he not only wants to stop Second Wave, but personally kill Blood Moses with his own two hands.

Appearance: Balthios looks like this: 1. He’s the guy in black.

Combat: Balthios uses zaubers. Similar to Final Fantasy VI’s Magitek, Balthios’s zaubers are magic-enhanced attacks that are fired out of his gun. Right now, Balthios can use Fire, Lightning, and Ice Zaubers. He can also fire his gun like a regular gun. It’s a somewhat-futuristic assault rifle that apparently doesn’t need to reload.

Balthios also has a love for basketball, or as he calls it, B-Ball.

The Obelisk (Eternity Multiverse Original) is a mysterious person. Not much is known about him and he prefers to keep it that way. He seeks the destruction of Second Wave, as well as wanting to find the leaders of the Niggapocalyse, particularly Beatrix Pin.

Appearance: Obelisk is very tall (around 7’0") and is also very black. While having a muscular build, he’s somewhat skinny, too. Whether “The Obelisk” is a name given to him by others because of his appearance or by him for the same reasons is unknown. His hair is completely shaved bald, save for a goatee.

He wears unassuming clothes. Black tank top and dark green baggy pants along with some black Timberlands on his feet. He wears a silver chain around his neck. He wears a pair of sunglasses at almost all times.

Combat: Unknown; since neither Balthios or Black Onyx have ever seen him fight someone. However, there was a rumor going around that he once killed a man just by punching him in the face.

Those around Obelisk will feel a bit calmer, even in the heat of battle.

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After conversing with Park, Rock eventually met up with Yugo and Demyx back in the food court when he noticed something about the other patrons. They seemed…out of it. Frowning, he stood, glancing at them. Blood-red eyes… something?s not right. ? …you guys notice something…wrong here?? His frown deepened slightly as he watched them creep closer toward them.

?Um, yeah…like how everyone looks kinda scary and possessed?? Demyx said with a nervous laugh, grimacing slightly.

?Yeah.? He blinked as insane laughter rang through the food court, coming from the epicenter of the ?The hell?!?

Yugo frowned a bit as he looked at the crazed shoppers. ?Now that you mention it, they kinda reminds me of a look my brother had once…Back when he was brainwashed…? That wasn?t a fun experience, especially when he tried to get Kenji to snap out of it.

?Brainwashed…?? Rock looked back at Yugo for a moment, clenching his fist as memories resurfaced within his subconscious. Sounds like when Kain tried to get me to help him… That wasn?t pleasant…bastard tried to convince him that his mother was still alive. Thankfully Terry was there to have him see the light and stop him from doing something potentially life-threatening.

?Hon tou no desu ka?? (Really?) Demyx frowned a bit as he heard the same laughter Rock had. ?Er…someone sounds like they’re a little out of it…? More like they?re high!

?Either way…? Rock said quietly, ?we got another fight on our hands.?

?More than you might know, if these people are under someone’s control like my brother then we might have to go through them too,? Yugo replied to Demyx?s question. ?I don’t know about you, but I rather not hurt women and children.?

Demyx nodded in agreement. ?Me either. I guess there is no way we could absolutely settle this peacefully, eh?? He asked with a sheepish grin while he looked toward where Rock was glaring.

The adopted son of Terry Bogard nodded as well. ?If worst comes to worst, we’ll just knock them out.? True story. None of them had any way to heal them of that virus, so they would just have to rely on their fists (and in Demyx?s case, musical instruments) to take them down.

?That shouldn’t be a problem, most of them shouldn’t be able to handle a well-placed hit.?

?Right. So this asshole in front of us is our main problem.? Rock cracked his knuckles before unzipping his sleeves to provide better mobility for his fists, a small growl escaping his lips as he noticed the man harassing a young girl.

?I think so, I was able to hear some of his plan from here. Looks like he’s after the Playstations. So we protect the systems, knock out anyone that gets too close, and kick that crazy guy’s ass.?

Rock grinned slightly. ?Sounds like a plan.?

?Ah…right.? The water-master shrugged and summoned his sitar with a smile, striking some chords just for an effect. Let’s hope this one goes well without any bloodshed…which would be probably unlikely but, wishful hoping! ?That sounds like a good idea.? He said with a nervous chuckle.

The other blonde glanced over to the mound of PS9’s and their fellow niggas surrounding them. ?..well, it seems that our brethren have the PS9’s mostly defended, now it’s just a matter of going after that freak.? He clenched and unclenched his fists, allowing his adrenaline to flood his system. He had to be ready for anything.

Yugo laughed. ?The only blood I want to spill belongs to the man that thinks he can use innocent people to get what he wants.?

?Amen to that,? Rock replied.

?Ah man! So we do have to fight that guy–well, I shouldn’t really be worried as I’m not a close-range fighter…I hope Yugo and Rock will be ok though,? Demyx muttered as he tuned his sitar, ready to begin this. He just hoped nothing too serious would happen as a result.

The other blonde looked over at Yugo, grinning. ?Ready??

?Yeah, lets go teach him a new meaning of pain.? The Zoantharope moved in front of Albedo to distract him, using his taunts to divert his attention away from Rock, who was rushing around to flank the man. ?Hey, you white haired clown, aren’t you a little far away from the circus. I’m sure they miss the main attraction of their freak show.?

Double Reppuken!

Rock took advantage of Yugo?s taunts toward the grey-haired man and swung both fists up, purple waves of energy erupting from them and tearing through the tiles to reach their intended target.

Albedo laughed at the attack done by the blonde and took the energy hits head on, grinning insanely. ?Ha! You think that little wave is going to take ME down?! You idiotic humans are all the same.?

Demyx then strummed a bit on his sitar, sending waves of water to hit Albedo in the back. ?Eek. Talk about not good. Well, it is either he is acting like it doesn’t hurt…or it really doesn’t,? he muttered. He just hoped it was the former. Otherwise, Team Cracka-ass Cracka might be in trouble.

The silver-haired man laughed some more as he was blasted back, slamming into one of the food stands. Extracting himself from it, he grinned at the two attacking him. ?WATER?! Come on! I know you can do better than th-? Wait. There were three. Where?d the other blonde go?

?Just as planned.? While Albedo was laughing over Demyx’s attack, Rock rushed forward to meet him and nailed him with a solid straight jab to the face, strong enough to shatter his nose and send blood cascading down his face. ?WILL YOU SHUT UP ALREADY?!? He roared, irritated with this man. This had to end fast, otherwise he might actually go nuts.

Demyx frowned and lifts his right hand up–a gyser of water rose from underneath Albedo and struck him, sending him flying. ?Well, at least I’m distracting him somewhat!? He said with a small grin.

Unfortunately for Rock, the water geyser also hit him, sending both men into the air. ?DEMYX! WATCH IT!!? A small growl escaped as he lands an elbow drop, complete with energy wing into Albedo’s face.

Rage Run ~DUNK!~

?G-Gomenesai…eh heh…Heh…whoops! I should have thought about that one!? He played a melodious note on his sitar- Demyx blinked and starts playing it like a electric guitar…and the sound that came from the sitar did indeed sound like a electric guitar. A wave of water is directed at Albedo–this time when landing a hit, Demyx made sure Rock didn’t get hit.

Yugo watched as the others attack and notices that their opponent is no longer paying attention to him. He ran up to Albedo and kicked him in the center of his back as he was distracted another of Demyx’s attacks. ?You forget there are three of us. How do you expect to win when you’re outnumbered??

Albedo grinned as Rock’s elbow connected with his face, breaking his nose. Ah, sweet, sweet pain. ?Is that all you have?? To the blonde?s horror, the bone begins to heal already as Yugo kicked Albedo, who was already turning to the Zoantharope. ?Even if there were a thousand of you insects, I’ll crush all of you into oblivion!? As he said these words, a dark sphere of energy appeared on the ground next to Rock, who quickly rolled out of the way. Albedo reached inside it, clenching his fist to transfer his destructive energy toward the annoying blonde with the sitar. ?Now, DIE!?

Demyx frowned slightly and with a gesture of his right hand–more like it being rose up again–there was a wall of water that intercepted Albedo’s attack. ?That was close,? he said with a sigh before getting ready to play again.

?Feh! Insects, are we?? Rock said, eyes narrowing as his fists charge with energy again. *This will hurt…but it’ll be worth it. *

***RAGING STORM!! ***

He quickly slammed his hands into the ground, waves of energy cutting into Albedo before he rose, grimacing as waves of intense pain wrack his system. Definitely something he had to work on, as much as he hated to admit it. ?Heh heh…?

Albedo raised an eyebrow as Rock crouches, the energy cutting into him in several places, including his face and torso, the deep gauges from his attack already beginning to heal. ?Heh…? He laughed some more as he notices the pained grimace on Rock’s face after using the attack. ?Is that all you got??

Yugo jumped back when he notices the others preparing to attack and is amazed when he see that Albedo was still standing. He called us insects? I probably would have been insulted if I didn’t know Stun. Surrounded by light, Yugo begins to transform and soon his wolf form stands in his place. Seeing Albedo raising his hand toward Rock, he quickly sinks his fangs in to the white haired man’s arm and with a strong tug he rips it right from the socket. He then jumped out the way with the arm still in his mouth as he dodges Demyx’s latest attack.

Albedo laughed some more as Yugo ripped his arm off, as it was already beginning to regenerate. ?Hehehe…this is pathetic! I thought you idiots would provide more of a challenge.? He sighed, feigning disappointment. ?I guess not.? He then blasted the blonde water-master’s sphere with his own energy blast, grinning insanely as he then punched Yugo in the face in a rapidfire tempo.

Rock nearly got floored by the energy beam, but quickly regained his balance as he flipped into the air, slamming his foot into Albedo’s head and adding all the momentum he could muster into it.

Yugo could not believe that the man’s arm grew back and the arm that was still in mouth disappeared in a flash of light, but he had no time to think as he was hit in the face. The punch was strong enough to knock him of his feet, but he recovered midair and landed. I haven’t been hit that hard since I accidentally insulted Jane. The wolf rubbed his muzzle and made sure it wasn’t broken. He then ran toward Albedo and tries to trip him when he see Rock kick the white-haired man.

Albedo jumped back when Yugo tried to kick him, but quickly recovers, but not fast enough to stop Rock’s Overhead Kick and crumples to the ground, his neck nearly broken from the force. He then stood, laughing again. ?You fools! Is this the best that she has to offer against me?!?

?Ya know what?? Rock growled, ?I’m sick of this shit.? He quickly rushed in to grab the white-haied man by the throat, surprised at his own strength, and threw him into another food stand, firing off a Double Reppuken while he was in midair. ?Just die already, jackass!?

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Oh yeah.

Niggapocalypse is now officially on **JAPAN TIME.

**lol beta
lol niggas

Ahem, what that means is we’re taking another day off between rounds 2 and 3. In round 3, we’ll see some changes to the system that should make that aspect of the game more enjoyable. Also, for those of you who don’t know, we’re currently in the middle of trying to get the main tourney, This Bastard Universe, bumped up to August so people can actually participate in it. Updates as they come in, folks.

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Jamal never thought that the road to revolution would ever involve a little white girl wrapping herself around his neck and tugging at his hair, and he never thought that a video game console would prove to be a key instrument in said revolution, but he wasn’t one to impede on progress. He and the princess-slash-fearless leader ran a mad dash throughout the mall, running up and down crowded escalators and healing infected people.

Wow. I can see their insides with this thing, Pin noted, raising the PlayStation 9 to her her forehead. All I’m doing is visualizing their organs and zapping their GUILT strains with a laser as I’m passing by them. This is really all it takes to be a surgeon? Maybe I should’ve been one instead, you know?

So they made a game system with that much power? Jamal asked. It sounds stupidly dangeous.

No, no. In order to be able to use the PS9 the way I am, you already need to have some type of latent psychic ability. Joe Gamer isn’t going to be able to zap anyone’s intestines with this thing anytime soon. I think most of them would be too preoccupied playing SOCOM to care anyway.

That’s good to know. Jamal finally began to wheeze, his lungs giving out from all the running.

Hey, you okay? Why don’t we take a five minute breather?

Sure. Obliged. Jamal sat down on an empty bench alongside a soda machine in the middle of the floor, placing Bea on the seat next to him. Tell me something.

What’s up?

What’s your motivation behind all this? Who are you? Jamal asked. Are you a metahuman? Most of those superfolk don’t want to sully their hands with civil disobedience, if you know what I mean.

Uh… well, I can’t really explain it. She began. I have an obsession with ‘righting wrongs,’ but I’m not so obsessed and naive to work for the betterment of mankind. Jamal looked at her with suspicion, which she noticed. No, I don’t really have an ulterior motive. It’s just that the scales of this world are tipped heavily in favor of the powerful minority instead of the weak majority. I want to balance it out by giving common people back some edge, you know?

For the proletariat, you mean.

Right.

It’s a complex issue. You have to factor in the social maladjustment that centuries of state-sponsored bigotry and slavery will beget. But you still haven’t answered my main question that being, ‘who are you?’ Really?

I… I can’t remember, sweetie. Pin’s expression changed to that of a very wounded girl. I think I’m, sort of… a goddess. I can travel to any place in existence with the slightest whim, so I guess I have some higher purpose.

That’s very reassuring, Jamal interjected. An amnesiac god.

An amnesiac god with a strange infatuation with inner-city culture at that, she added. I think I might stick around here a little while after our ‘objective’ is complete.

You said there’s a Multiverse, right?

Yeah. Pin became tense. The Multiverse isn’t a concept that most people from most worlds can clearly understand, and the implications of knowing one exists could prove disastrous to a civilization. She knew that first hand. Bea chose her words carefully from here on out. The Multiverse is basically New Jersey.

Uh… like 'Jersey?

The developed worlds in the developed universes seem big, but the Multiverse is really just a whole lot of nothing that’s ruled by a bunch of rich white people.

Oh really? Think we might have to stage a coup for the Multiverse next?

Maybe! Pin said, giving way to laughter. Okay. Let’s head out, okay? I think we’ve cured most of the people here.

Right. Even if everyone in this damn mall is a rich ass yuppie, they’re still people. Jamal left the seat and knelt down. Get on then.

[LEFT]Albedo picked himself up from the rubble of a smoothie stand, grabbing a large, indiscriminate piece of debris and lobbing it at the team of white boys. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]Round 2, you little shit! Demyx strummed the chords of the sitar again, generating another wave of water. Got a request? Too late! Freebird! The waves parted into bursts, pummeling Blood Moses Albedo. He only seemed to shrug it off. Too good for you?! Demyx yelled out, producing a small tab between his fingers. Fine! Trogdor! The Internet classic manifested itself in the form of violent aqua cannons, pushing Albedo back with each hit.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]Shut up. Blood Moses paused, his attackers grounded merely by the tension over what form his next counter would take on. As soon as they saw the ball of light form in his right hand, he shot the projectile at Demyx’s sitar, melting away its strings.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]Aw, you ass! That was my granddaddy’s sitar! Demyx thought for a second, and turned the instrument around, wielding it between his two hands. Fine then! Blunt trauma it is! The rocker ran up to Albedo, smacking him in the face with the instrument, the air resounding with an off chord. Albedo stopped for another moment, making sure Demyx could see the amused expression on his face.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]Meanwhile, Chulo Chino realized that the infected mall patrons were diminishing in both numbers and will. Admittedly, they were all easy to disperse he and about thirty other niggas just kept punching them as they got close to the stockpiled PlayStations. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]Hey, Chino said to the niggas around him. Blanco nino needs backup. Ten of them nodded, following Chino as he left for the fight against Albedo. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]Park Kun-wan was waiting from a distance, attempting to snipe at Blood Moses with only his handgun. Not especially effective, but as soon as he would get a clear shot of his head, he’d pull on the trigger and end this fight. The split second window appeared immediately after Albedo got a face full of sitar, and Park shot. Unfortunately, he was also shoved by one of the rabid mall shoppers just before he took that shot, and the bullet merely grazed the side of Blood Moses’s face. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]You just missed your chance to kill me. Albedo ran up to Park with a speed the assassin didn’t prepare for, kicking him in the head and lifting him by the throat. You cheeky bastard. Albedo suddenly felt light-headed, weaker after grabbing Park. Huh… are you heavy or… something? [/LEFT]

[LEFT]Nnng…nnah… you’re just… fuckin’ dumb. Park gurgled. Chino retracted the switchblade from Albedo’s back, and stabbed him in his neck. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]Oh. I’ve been stabbed in the back. I’m not impressed by that, sorry. Albedo swung his fist at Chino behind him, but the Puerto Rican sidestepped it, while a massive black hand caught it one of the niggas, this one a heavy set man wearing a blonde wig, lipstick and high heels.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]Cutie, you know you just ain’t right, the nigga said. Big Mama think you too cute to be turning people into zombies and whuppin white boys.~ Big Mama and about ten other niggas suddenly grabbed Albedo, their united negro strength forcing him to the ground. Being locked up in the pen for ten years, you suddenly lose interest in women you know what I mean, cutie? We figure we’re already in hell let’s get all Sodom and Gomorrah in this bitch. Big Mama and her group dragged Albedo across the floor and into a restroom near the food court. His screams would be heard for the next half hour.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]Well, Yugo said, that was the most anticlimactic end to a fight I’ve seen yet.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]An hour later and the mall resembled a hobo convention. Each mall patron was now unconscious, recovering from the plague that the good princess cured from them. Most of the niggas were also asleep, succumbing to the Itis after raiding the Chick-Fil-A down the hall. Their numbers had increased by about one-hundred fifty more from the group waiting for the PS9s, meaning the Niggapocalypse was now nearly 400 strong. Pin and the generals began wrapping their business up at Woodcrest Mall, gathering their fallen and prepping their next mission. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Where’re we headed next?” Chulo Chino asked, his hands twitching. “Life is precious and all, but I’m looking for more fuckers to cut.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Your enthusiasm should bolster the rest of our troops, Mr. Pimpdaddy Chino!” Pin grinned. “The PS9s act as a psychic link, but the broadcast range is admittedly weak. We evidently have most of the world’s supply of PS9s in our possession, so the Niggapocalypse has the upper-hand., but we still need to gain ground now by using the consoles to plant not-so-subtle hypnotic suggestions in the people.” [/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Wait a second,” Jamal interrupted. “I know you’re able to heal people from a distance, but can you dig that deep into their bodies that you can actually influence their minds?”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Correct.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Which is precisely what you’ve done up to this point, haven’t you?” Park asked. “You’ve been manipulating us from the sordid beginning.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Nope.” Pin corrected, raising her finger to Park’s lips as if to shush him. “I gave you an ‘out.’ That night, I gave all those rioting hoodlums an ‘out.’ That ‘out’ was that for one crucial moment, I let all of you believe you could make your lives better. And that’s where we are right now.” She got up from the pile of PS9s she was sitting on, and stood in front of Jamal and Chino. “You two - I’m not entirely sure what your stories are either, but that’s just how it is with us. There are people who are very determined to stop us, as you’ve already seen.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Okay. Fine. So, where are we headed next?” Park asked. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]“The PlayStation 9’s psychic networking is as much a digital transmission as much as sight and sound is. While I’m not sure if this has been tried before, we can network our consoles up to live broadcasts across the world.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Wait - these live broadcasts…” Park said, his expression growing more grim as he continued talking. “You’re talking about… TV.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Right! While the Internet proliferates more households in this country now, there are still areas around the world where television remains the sole form of international telecommunication! Ergo - we’re hitting the airwaves! Niggapocalypse!”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]At once, her army rose from their waffle-fry induced sleep. They gathered around their princess like loyal dogs, bucking like chickens and raising chiseled forearms into the air. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]“We’re going on TV!”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“No. You’re dying. All of you.” The now 400 strong Niggapocalypse quickly surrounded Beatrix. Rock, Demyx, Yugo and Park’s mouths gaped wide, looking at someone who simply should not be. Blood Moses Albedo finally reemerged from the restroom, holding several black body parts in his arms. “Your cross-dresser has violated me, and he has paid dearly. I will tear your anal virginities asunder with ten times the force of his transgression, and I’ll use the GUILT to do it.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Niggapocalypse! Attack at-” Pin screamed out loud.[/LEFT]
[LEFT]
“Blood Moses!” A black man in a trenchcoat and long braids materialized above Albedo, slashing at the death dealer with a glowing, mechanical looking blade. The Zauber is effective, cutting even the air around Albedo - but that isn’t enough.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“I know… you… Ultimate…Hellba-”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Die.” Balthios leapt into the air at an apocalyptic height, speeding through the roof of the mall as if it were irrelevant. In the middle of the hemisphere, Balthios produced a basketball from within his coat. After whispering a forbidden enchantment, he dived back down to earth with the basketball in his hand. Balthios threw the ball at Blood Moses, evaporating him upon contact. The ball then bounced safely across the floor, sparing the rest of the Niggapocalypse and the mall’s still-unconscious shoppers.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Cool,” Pin said. “Wanna join our revolutionary army?”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Sorry. Gotta see what he says first.” Balthios pointed to another, similarly black, slender man, accompanied by a much larger bodyguard in a garish blue Fubu shirt, the both of whom were now heading in Bea’s direction.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“No.” Pin motioned for the Niggapocalypse surrounding her to part. She walked toward the man called Obelisk - each foot step like a moment in eternity, each heartbeat surging a millenia of memory in Beatrix’s mind. She remembered her names. She remembered her self-imposed exile. She finally remembered her long list of regrets, and she stopped walking toward him. The man’s appearance was different, but he was clearly the same person he had always been. “Is that you? You seriously can’t be here right now.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Is that it? You don’t want to see me anymore, Bialiya? Or is it Beatrix now?”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“I remember what I did, O____. I remember it now, and you showing up here did just that!”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“I haven’t seen you in two-thousand cycles, B______.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“It’s been five-thousand for me.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“I’m sorry.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“It’s not your fault,” Pin said.[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“But I wish I could say the same thing for you. Rethink game of yours. Trust me when I say that you want no part of this world.” [/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Rethink this ‘game?’ You still look at me like I’m a poor little girl. You probably think I’m insane - but I’m the only one with the clarity of mind! You and him have the most rigid world views! I’M the right one - not you, and not C____!” [/LEFT]

[LEFT]“That’s … interesting,” Obelisk said. “Then why is it that you are also called Belltoll?”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]Balthios and Black Onyx stood in shock - they’d never seen Obelisk speak this way before. It was almost as if he had a different voice. The Niggapocalypse likewise had never seen Bea look as absolutely frightened as she did now, the name Belltoll conjuring some disastrous thought in her mind. Tears began to form from her eyes, and she sobbed. [/LEFT]

[LEFT]“Belltoll… the Apocalypse,” the princess added. “That’s what I was.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]“I know you’re… eccentric, but you’re also reasonable. I’m not telling you to stop what you’re doing here - but I am telling you that I want to help you.”[/LEFT]

[LEFT]"…I see. Then we’re all going to NBC Universal." Princess Pin wiped her face, taking a moment to let the sadness stream out of her and refill herself with confidence. She turned to the Niggapocalypse, addressing them with a grin. “Bodyslide by two!”

[CENTER]**Niggapocalypse Episode 2: **
**Viral Marketing
The End (lol)
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Heh, XD what I originally planned was…changed as peoplez can tell and I’ll just come right out and say it: xD I’m definitely sponsoring Ash Crimson for TBU.

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Niggapocalypse Redraft Thread

Because some more potential players suddenly have the time to play - please fill out the following template if you are a newcomer or if you want to redraft the characters you have been playing. All currently enrolled players remain enrolled and do not have to redraft.

(Your user name) hereby enlists in the Revolution, and will be playing as (Character Name/Source Material Here) and (will/will not) be bringing along an assist, (list assist/source here if applicable). I testify my realness, and may Black Jesus strike me down should I falter to The Man. Thank you, God Bless, and No Homo.

http://forums.shoryuken.com/showthread.php?t=133646
Numbers System v1.0 available for your perusal.

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Redrafting because.

Cleofis Randolph the Patriarch hereby enlists in the Revolution, and will be playing as the RAVENING SHADOWLORD from Empowered, and will be bringing along an assist, Suika Ibuki from Touhou Suimusou: Immaterial and Missing Power. I testify my realness, and may Black Jesus strike me down should I falter to The Man. Thank you, God Bless, and No Homo.

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The Steel Samurai

A popular television show in North America, the Steel Samurai has seen a nearly unprecedented 30-year run, still airing new episodes in the present day. It counts “children of all ages” among its fans, and its foci of justice and love can see it being quoted in everything from love poems to campaign speeches.

A brief synopsis of each arc:

Season 1: Beginning of the “Evil Magistrate” arc. The Steel Samurai fights in Olde Tokyo, with a simple large, heavy blade simply named the Samurai Blade, but later referred to as the Samurai Blade Alpha. The Evil Magistrate was vanquished at the end of the season.

Season 2: Beginning of the “Maxine Malevolent” arc. This arc sees the introduction of several new weapons and tools for the Steel Samurai, including the Samurai Spear, the Samurai Slingshot, and the Samurai Sedan, which was rapidly replaced with the Samurai Motorcycle after Maxine Malevolent’s Iron Henchman landed on it.

Season 4: The “Cherry Blossoms of Love” sub-arc occurs in this season. Timed to coincide with the target audience hitting puberty, this arc gave a few amazingly subtle fables about finding the right person to love.

Season 5: The “Forging the Heart” sub-arc, as well as the end of the “Maxine Malevolent” arc. In the first few episodes, Maxine Malevolent shattered the Steel Samurai’s Samurai Blade. After beating Maxine unconscious with the shattered hilt, the Samurai left to ponder his fate, and we finally see the face of the man behind the mask. The Pink Princess, seen first in Season 3 and cemented as the Steel Samurai’s love interest in the “Cherry Blossoms of Love” sub-arc, gives him a pep-talk, and the Samurai visits his old mentor, who helps him forge the shattered Samurai Blade anew, adding features and redesigning it into the Samurai Blade Beta, curving the end of the blade forward into a pick-like point. Maxine’s fate is actually left hanging at the end of the season.

Season 6: The beginning of the “Doctor Atomic” arc.

Season 10: Doctor Atomic actually succeeds in his plot, destroying Olde Tokyo. Throughout the season, the ruins of Olde Tokyo are steadily cleaned up and built upon, with the Steel Samurai vanquishing Doctor Atomic in a masterful scene as power is turned on in Neo Olde Tokyo, lighting the city into a flurry of neon behind the triumphant Samurai.

Season 11: No overarching story threads run through this season, as the Steel Samurai cleans up some of the gangs that had become prevalent in the ruins of Olde Tokyo and the streets of Neo Olde Tokyo.

Season 12: The “Astro Antagonist” arc begins. The villain is never actually given a name on-screen, listed as “Astro Antagonist” in scripts due to his origin as an extraterrestrial menace. Many fans are fond of this villain, simply for the insanely campy quality of the rubber costume.

Season 15: The “Platinum Protagonist” sub-arc. The Steel Samurai finds a mysterious doppelganger beating him to vanquishing minor villains. The season ends with the widely-acclaimed “Clash of Titaniums” episode, where the Steel Samurai and Platinum Protagonist clash. At the end of the episode, the Steel Samurai is victorious, and removes the Protagonist’s mask to reveal an alien similar to the Astro Antagonist, who explains the nature of the Astro Antagonist and gifts the Samurai with the Samurai Blade Delta, a thin blade with crimson highlights and a more exaggerated hook on the end of the blade.

Season 16: The end of the “Astro Antagonist” arc.

Season 17: “The Return of Maxine Malevolent” arc begins.

Season 19: The actor playing the Steel Samurai dies. During the scramble to find a new actor and finish the season, three episodes are created with the Steel Samurai’s appearances made out of clips from previous shows, dialog overdubbed by an impersonator. Fans welcome the new Steel Samurai, who can actually act the costume better than his predecessor, and the production company promises to continue with at least another season of the new Samurai.

Season 22: The “Omega Blade” sub-arc. Originally intended to be another weapon change for the Steel Samurai, fans complained that the completely-CG Samurai Blade Omega was too unrealistic. Maxine Malevolent is re-vanquished at the end of this season.

Season 23: Filler. Notable simply for the hilarity of the amount of things the Steel Samurai did without removing the suit, including baseball, golf, a cooking battle, and relaxing in a hot spring.

Season 24: The “Omniscient Council of Vagueness” arc begins. Eight shadowy figures are shown plotting against the Steel Samurai.

Season 25: One member of the Omniscient Council is unmasked and vanquished. The Steel Samurai’s mentor dies peacefully of old age, trivia tells that the Steel Samurai and Pink Princess’ tears in that scene are real, as the actor playing the mentor was actually dying of cancer.

Season 26: Another member of the Omniscient Council is unmasked and vanquished.

Season 27: Another member of the Omniscient Council is unmasked and vanquished.

Season 28: A fourth member of the Omniscient Council is unmasked and vanquished.

Season 29: The “Princess in Peril” sub-arc. A member of the Omniscient Council kidnaps the Pink Princess and attempts to force the Steel Samurai to do his bidding.

Season 30: This season is only just beginning, with the Samurai having rescued the Princess and vowing vengeance upon the man who kidnapped her.