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Multi-verse Pocket Dimension (official RP)


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The purpose of this RP is simple, a multi -verse pocket dimension where your OCS and popular characters can mengle and do random fun stuff. The only thing is no sexual activity will take place on this thread.  I'd also ask you to respect all site rules, to be civil and respect your fellow members. Be safe and please refer to the site please. Thank you and happy role playing.

   There is not a set number limit to role players. It is a drop in drop out RP. As to the location of where this all takes place can vary depending on player preference: an arena, a city, desert plain, etc.

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You are surrounded by grey earth and black sky. It's up to you to color it and give it life.

Suddenly someone approaches! Its... SCP-049?

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Info: http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-049

SCP-049: what is this place? How did I get here? Hmmm...guess I'll just wait until someone arrives.

*the ancient plague doctor sits on the gray ground with his arms around his legs and his knees pointed up toward the nose of his white plague mask.*

 

(RP has started, use an official character from any fandom or an oc you have created.)

(...if no one posts soon, I will close this RP)

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The eerie silence ruling the grey earth under the black sky...

...got suddenly interrupted by loud, happy chirping and the quiet stomps of over hundred tiny desk feet:

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"Yippee-kiyah-yippee gottammattog!",

the tiny desk horde squeaked, consisting of one hundred tiny desk engineers, tirelessly dancing like retards.

One especially courageous tiny desk engineer with a cowboy-hat immediately danced around, watching their surroundings, tried to find an explanation for this eldritch location, but couldn't. Nobody seemed to live here who they can give their extremely useless and very expensive love... but nevertheless, he soon chirped excited of the idea to simply share their love with the bleak world, filling the void with the music of "Gottammattog!", as well as "Yippee-kiyah-yippee-i-ki-yo!" and planting tiny desk dispensers - to finally create a paradise for the tiny desk people.

But behold! Who's this cheery vic...err, individual sitting there, looking sad, without hope, no enjoyment and - most importantly - no love?

So the adventurous tiny desk engineer led the dumb dancing tiny desk horde to this person, squeaking in extremely useless and very expensive excitement, formed a heart with lines moving in opposite directions in front of him, trying to gain his affection.

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Scp-049 casually looked up to see the growing noisy romp. Honestly cheery at best if it for someone else. Still the presence of another entity was welcome.

"Oh hello there, I would tell you my name but it is unpronounceable and frankly brings with it conditions I would not rather deal with. But all the same, I do enjoy conversation. I must ask however the method of how you arrived to this place. Mine was somewhat...a blur. But do tell, please."

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He spoke to the tiny desk horde! Without trying to eat, smash or drown them in the toilets!

Could this be...

...affection?! Love?!

"Yeeeeeehaw!", the tiny desk engineer with the cowboy-hat chirped and ordered the population of 99 tiny desk engineers with "Gottam!" to plant the first tiny desk dispensers to celebrate their new friendship.

He then thought about the happy man's question of their arrival while dancing and after the planting ritual was completed, they formed a large question mark. The tiny desk hord surely had no idea, but with this friendly individual, why bother? They finally could found "Tiny Desk Paradise" with him as their rightful owner, and without being extremely useless and very expensive!

But if he wanted to return to his own world... why shouldn't they help him?

So they formed a large hand pointing at him and another question mark afterwards.

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Scp-049 looked in surprise, they actually made effort to communicate. How did they function as a hive mind? He cast the question aside to answer their own.

"Me? Well, how can I put it," ponders over his answer before replying, "I am a doctor of sorts. I cure disease when it is present and my cure is most effective. As to where I'm from is anyone's guess, would thusly imply that I have been some place prior to this one. Let's just say I am a wandering transient who has lost his way and yet doesn't entirely miss where he has been. Since you are here, I feel it good to warning you. My touch is lethal and touching me causes the same effect. It is a blessing but never a curse. I don't relish physical contact but at the same time not completely adversed to the concept. You have been warned."

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Some tiny desk engineers quickly tried to dance away squealing in fear, but the tiny desk cowboy engineer immediately reprimanded them with an angry "SPAI!" and they returned. Such a friendly man in dark clothes just couldn't murder them for the evulz - his tiny desk senses had never betrayed him before, save for the five previous owners in the span of a month, but they were exceptional cases, of course.

Now, how could they help..?

Ah!

There was a legend about a tiny desk engineer, who was able to evolve by eating tiny desk bacon and that next step in evolution gained the power to fulfill all kinds of wishes by annoying the hell out of everyone. Okay, he shortly died in a nonsensical accident that involved summoning a train piloted by a real engineer, so he couldn't even use his fancy fairy powers, but as long as the world didn't explode in rage; why shouldn't they try it out?

So the tiny desk horde formed in quick succession the following letters, ending with a heart:

"B A C O N <3"

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Scp-049 looked on at the idiotic display. How queer these...things were. They seemed so eager to please and ignorant of his true nature. It humored him, though many shrieked and stumbled away in terror at the mere sight of him.

"Ba-con? What is ba-con? Is it an element, a result of chemistry?"

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The tiny desk horde jumped in shock, followed by mumbled "SPAI"s. How could one not know the best thing in the world?! After a smexy owner, of course.

But then the tiny desk cowboy engineer concluded, that this person must really be an incredibly depressed man, someone who doesn't know the joy of bacon and life, and since he didn't run them over with a lawnmower, they deemed him worthy of help and proper education. There was just one problem: How should they show him, how bacon looked like?

Suddenly a planted seed fully grew into a tiny desk dispenser and soon started to dispense its love, health and ammunition. Maybe they could use its tiny desk screen to show him?

The tiny desk horde rushed at it like hungry predators with lots of "GOTTAM!" and many metallic whacks were heard. Soon after that they danced aside and happily presented the individual an image of their beloved bacon - which, unbeknownst to them, showed a sharply dressed french man dancing to disco music.

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The noisy romp chimed again and the jollines was starting to get to them. He was tempted to touch them, touch them all. He could see that the disease was present in all of the vague hint of human ignorance. But as he was about to reach over and grasp the cowboy hatted one, something happened.

 

In the distance there was a shape. It was there before and it just now appeared. Her appearance was one timid and frightened as she looked around confused. Just where was she? This wasn't Konoha or anywhere near home.

"W-Where am I," Hinata Hyuga asked the gray echoy expanse.

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http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Hinata_Hyūga

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After one tiny desk engineer recognized that a shape appeared, he immediately poked the tiny desk cowboy engineer. Without realizing what the tiny desk dispenser depicted, he looked at that feminine figure and asked the tiny desk engineer with a high-pitched "Wheeeeeeee".

Now he was confused: They already declared their love and ownership on that depressed man, and now there is another person? How can they share with two owners? Their creator would be furious about breaking the contract!

But maybe... you didn't have to sell yourself, to dispense love? Like a trusty dog, that likes every guest, regardless if it his owner or not. The tiny desk cowboy was sure, the sad individual wouldn't burn them for that.

So he immediately attracted the attention of his fellows with a loud "Gottammattog!" and led them to the girl, repeating the process before to gain her affection.
Except for one tiny desk engineer, who just danced in front of the tiny desk dispenser and looked bewildered at that sharply dressed french man.

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She looked at the happy horde coming toward her and couldn't help but smile as she knelt down to closely inspect them. "H-Hello," she spoke in a calm angelic voice letting them come to her. Hinata picked up one and gave it a hug.

 

Scp-049 inspected their interaction from afar. He felt his spirit lift...but for the wrong reason where the horde was concerned. The doctor lived to eliminate the "disease", it being human ignorance and the girl...she was laced in it... He stood upright, placed one hand behind his back and put the other forward touch the Hyuga girl. "Don't be afraid, I will cure you," he said walking toward her, "it will all be over soon."

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The tiny desk horde, due to the outstanding display of love, started to dance faster, gleefully chirping "Wheeeeee!". This was the truly first time a person showed genuine affection to them, just like the cuddly toys of a small girl. Maybe they should try to convince the owner, to give them to her?

But there was still the problem with missing bacon, so they could hopefully evolve and fulfill wishes. If the sad individual doesn't know it, then probably the girl will. So they formed again in quick succession the following letters with a heart:
"B A C O N <3"

Wait, what was the man doing? Walking towards her with one hand forward...
He sure wanted to congratulate her for their new friendship and throw a party for everyone!

So some tiny desk engineers lined up dancing next to him and followed him.

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The girl locked eyes with scp-049 and strange bolt of fear went through her. She couldn't explain it, how could she? It was a fear beyond that of something normal and tangible. It was different, the urge to run was too great. Hinata rose to her feet in a panic. What is he? Something deep inside told her to run as she held the tiny engineer close to her chest and turned to the others. "Run! It's not safe!"

 

Scp-049 continued his advance, unhurried but at a brisk paced still his arm out stretched. "Don't be afraid, death is all embracing. Give in."

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The tiny desk horde didn't understand what was happening. Why did she look afraid? What meant those words the depressed man said, while walking towards her? They still had the impression that he wanted to congratulate her, so maybe she just misinterpreted it. No way could he ever want to harm her - couldn't he?

But after she urged them to run away, the tiny desk cowboy engineer looked again at the scene, not without confusion. The two lines were still happily dancing next to the individual, like they didn't feel something bad about him. He was their designated owner after all and everything seemed perfect, nice and lovable.

It had to be a misunderstanding, there was no other explanation for that!
So he decided for a rather drastic step, before something bad happened:
He immediately squeaked "SPAH AROUND HERE", drew the tiny desk horde's attention to him and ordered them to quickly build up a wall in front of her.

Then they stacked themselves up, formed a dancing tiny desk engineer wall and a lot of high-pitched "SPAI" were heard.

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Scp-049 stopped in his tracks, it seemed this horde of noisy things were turning against him. He laughed silently within himself to such dedication to one they didn't not know. He simply stepped aside and continued forward.

 

Hinata was having none of it. She took off carrying the cowboy hat engineer at a blindly pace and quickly hid. "Why did you not t-tell them to run," she asked in a worried, innocent tone, "they are in danger. But, I cannot just abandon them...what should I do?"

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Their cunning plan of errecting a dancing wall got thwarted easily by the man's unspeakable deviousness! How should they compete with such a genius?! There they danced like morons, yelling "SPAI" all day, while the individual just stepped aside and continued his walk. Maybe they should just negotiate?

But then she asked the tiny desk cowboy engineer things, that just irritated him more. He still didn't get why she was afraid of the man in the first place, since he seemed so nice. But because he couldn't stand seeing a terryfied girl and wanted to share happiness, he decided to go one step further.

A tiny desk sentry!

So he jumped off her hands, quickly planted a seed and continued to dance around it, singing "Gottam Island", until suddenly, a tiny desk sentry popped out of the ground, armed with two miniguns and one rocket launcher.

"Gottam!", he said satisfied and waited for the man's approach.

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Scp-049 slowed to a halt upon seeing the turret. "Homosapiens and their guns," he groaned through his mask, "when will they ever learn?" He then continued right the path of the angled guns without a hint of fear, frustration or confusion. He knew exactly it's purpose and intent.

 

Hinata hid her face and covered her ears. 

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As the man came close to the tiny desk sentry, the tiny desk cowboy engineer grinned and laughed maniacally - only to be met with frustration as the depressed individual went around its firing range, rendering it useless. And since he lacked the toolbox of his original to pick it up, he couldn't place it elsewhere.

Seeing how the tiny desk wall was still dancing around like retards yelling "SPAI" all day and the man approached the girl, he resorted to his last means of defenses.

He summoned a tiny desk shotgun to his free hand while dancing, shouted "GOTTAMMATTOG!", waited until the gun pointed at the man's legs and fired.

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Scp-049 casually looked down at the engineer in shame before again passing him by. The urge was too great, he had to cure her of human ignorance. The disease could not spread, it must not.

Suddenly, he felt wisked away by unknown force and someone's voice from seemjngly out of nowhere. "Okay, I can see this role play is getting nowhere fast. Just walking around and staring with theirs mouths unintelligently open. it's like a Ben Affleck movie. Time for you to go, scp-049."

And just like that the plague doctor was gone.

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