The Fall of the 4th Wall

[Queen Bright]

(OOC: Kinda like Character Revenge where the characters materialized into the real world, EXCEPT the other way around. Your character has found a way to break the 4th wall, OH NO! They have now dragged you into the SP Universe. OH DEAR! .....And now your life is in their hands. OH DRAT!)

Hikaru had finally had it. Not only did she end up killing her family or (or so she thought.) But she ended up a loner till Koty came around, died, and had a hells debt on her head. And now Prison? Something had to be done! And sadly defeating her enemies would not do. Because as long as THAT PERSON was alive, she'd still get tortured through other meaningless storylines. As long as THAT PERSON was still in control of her, she would never get a moments peace in the RP. THAT PERSON, had to die.

And for this very reason, Hikaru now had Regina tied to a wooden stake, which she was about to set aflame.

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

It was a dark day that Chase Hanson disappeared from the real world...Now trapped in the realm of this damned RP he now found himself running through the city from 10 Grunder PMC Soldiers. After shedding his suit coat,sunglasses, and even his shoes he finds himself at a dead end at a brick wall. He thinks,"They taught us how to climb but not a fucking 12 foot tall wall!!!!!". He trys to think about his training but is soon caught off gaurd by one of the soldiers who proceeds taser him...

   He wakes up 3 hours later to find himself blimdfolded and a strange man talking to him. The man proceeds to introduce himself,"Chase...Wake up" Tepper kicks him in the stomach, Chase coughs up some blood and says," Who the fuck are you...". "You know who i am!!! you created me." Tepper answers back. After guessing around 50 on the RP Characters he made he finally comes to the realism as he remembers  seeing the GRunder Industries Logo on one of the soldiers chasing him. "Lt.Commander Mark Tepper...Mother Fuck", Chase sighs. "Yes, your not as stupid as i thought. Now is your day to die Mr Hanson...". With that Tepper walks away and preps the firing squad. "Mr Hanson Stand up". With that Chase proceeds to stand. "Turn around", He does so. Tepper stands to face Chase. "Ready!!!", The soldiers raise their weapons. "Aim!!!", They look down their sights....Chase thinks about his last moments of his life as Tepper is about to order the "Fire" Command...Tepper raises 2 fingures and proceeds to point them at Chase as the soldiers  pull the trigger.

(TBC)

[UnStellar]

Benjamin and Travis sit around a small table, a mug of coffee in front of each of them. "...So every facet of my life was your creation? I, am your creation?" Travis nodded. "Most of it. The fight with Vincent and Zere, not my fault, and therefore your death isn't my fault because it's those events that landed you on earth. Yor reincarnation was my fabrication. The trip to hell and the fight with K2, not so-" "The death of Nikariam?" Travis pauses for a second, taking a sip of his coffee and staring into space, before calmly saying, "It was an imperative part of your character." Benjamin stood up, slowly. "Your fate is undecided. Did you come up with that?" "No. I stole it from a song. But I believed it was an apt way of describing your situation, especially with the Pax religion believing only in fate." Benjamin examined his hand, speaking nonchalantly. "Than you must understand how I feel about my independence from controlling forces." Travis choked on his coffee, spewing it on the table. "You're going to kill me, aren't you?" He said between coughs.

Benjamin, instead of responding, tightened his grip on his staff and was ready to swing.

[Zero]

Avidan had Michael chained to a pole with his hands up above his head bound in manacles and looked very sour in disposition. “How dare you allow me to be judged like I was. How dare you not make me ruler of this universe. I will show you true pain.” Avidan began to gather a ball of fire in his hands, a variation of the hammer palm spell to use on Michael.

At the same time Arceis came up. “Hey, he didn't do anything wrong except maybe oh I don't know CRASHING US INTO ELEMORA!” Arceis absorbed metal and turned his hands into blades and prepared to cut out the heart of michael.

Michael knew that things weren't going to turn out so well for him if either of those two idiots had their wish. Unfortunately for them they did not count on one thing. The creator has power in the created and so Michael by using Author's Ability undid the chains on himself from existence and ran.

Laura joined in the chase firing black lightning which barely missed Michael the first time and hit him in the back the next time knocking him out cold.  “Let's finish him off.”

[Embodiment of Cringe]

"Preparing align cannon!" Voices all around shouted as a boy no older than 19 stood amidst all of it. it wasn't before long that a familiar looking android caught sight of him.
"You! State your name and residence number!" The android demanded, lacking the usual monotone voice androids tend to have.
"M-me? I'm... I'm England! My residence number is... uh... 0x1562/04565!" England managed to make up at the last minute. He never really made the specifics of False Heaven, so hopefully by just merely mentioning it he would have messed with their reality to a point. Unfortunately, he was wrong.
"Processing... You are not a listed member of that residence! ... Actually, you look like one of the humans on the posted notices! Report with me to the brig!" The Humanoid android commanded, as England finally identified him as Shu 001.
"No! I won't let you!" England shouted as he kicked off the android and ran towards a very conveniently placed mobile suit. It wasn't before long that bullet fire shot off towards the ground around him. Let's see, I had him shoot ten warning shots before he would target the leg of his pursuer... And he's shot 3 so far. I'll have to prepare myself for the eleventh shot. England reasoned, as more gunfire fired off.
"Requesting assistance! Stop that human!" Shu 001 shouted to anyone that wasn't preparing the align cannon for launch. Sadly, none were listening.
shot 7... shot 8... 9... 10! And... England counted off the shots, as Shu finally took aim for England's leg. But just as the shot was fired, England unexpectedly lifted his leg sooner than anticipated and the shot missed! And just in time! England climbed into the massive mobile suit within seconds, and began launch!
"That... that person is piloting it like a natural! I won't let you get away!" Shu realized, point his now unfolding arm into a energy cannon of sorts. "This is your last warning! Stop your launch and exit the mobile suit before I destroy you along with it!" Shu shouted as if his mouth was a megaphone of sorts.
"No!" England replied on the mobile suit's loudspeaker, and took off. Even he knew that Shu wouldn't fire a carbon splitter cannon inside False Heaven. That would be retarded.

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

Zak fell through a colorful, swirling typhoon. He opened his eyes, lying on cold, hard metal. Around him where trinkets and doodads that were too complex for him to understand. He tried to get too his feet, but he was too disorientated and fell back down so that he was staring at the black of the ceiling. It had miniature stars on it.

He heard a 'thunk' of falling books behind him. This time he was able to get up. He looked behind him to see a tall, pale, red eyed, black haired man looking at him very strangley. He was wearing a black undershirt with white trousers on. "Who are you?" the man asked suspicously. He had a vaguely German-esc accent. Zak didn't say anything, too surprised as he was. The man asked him again. "Who are you?" This time his voice was firmer, stronger, more confident.

"I- I'm Zak. Zak Wangler. Who are you? How did I get here? Where am I?" He was a bit panicked, after all, he was in a very strange place with a man who looked strangley familiar. "Who are you?"

The man looked at him oddly, as if something clicked. "I am Zakary K'olar. Of K'olar industries."
She took this all in stride and asked if she could get him anything. He declined.
Zak looked at Zakary, surprised. That was one of his characters from Shattered Planes. An Elemental. What the hell?!
"You're my character from SP! From Shattered Planes!"

"And you are my creator? Interesting. Very interesting. Nice to meet you, Zak." He said, extending his almost white hand.

Zak shook it, and looked around. "Is this the Hermes? In the Zarethian fleet?" He asked exitedly. Zakary nodded and offered him a seat, which Zak took gratefully. "You probably came through by some interdimenshonal portal or some such." He said whisely.

Zak nodded, "What of the wife I created you with? How is she doing?" Zak asked conversationally.
Zakary looked around, "Sara? Can you come here for a moment? We have a surprise guest." He seemed remarkebly unfased by the sudden appearence of his creator. Then again, Zak had made him with a incredible intellect.

From behind a corner came a bueatiful, pale, black haired, black eyed, young woman with black wings coming from her back. She looked at Zak in surprise. "Who is this young man?" She asked kindly. Zakary answered. "Our creator. From a different dimension."